Date: Sun, 31 Dec 2000 12:49:49 EST
From: TanasugarnFan1@aol.com
Subject: Romancing James - Chapter 1

	Hello everyone, a new story! If you got this far you get a thank
you. And by the way, if you are underage or something like that, remember
that I won't take responsibility for you getting caught with your boxers
around your ankles whacking off to my story! If you have something for me,
advice, anything please e-mail me at TanasugarnFan1@aol.com. This story is
told in Third Person. It does contain acts between younger guys than 18. If
you are offended by this, in anyway then pretend their older. Age really
isn't the focus here. It doesn't effect the story. I also would love to
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Romancing James:
Chapter 1- James and the Asks

	James sat along the wall at 6:45 a.m. on a cold Thursday morning.
School wouldn't start until 7:30 and he had much time to waste. If he
didn't get a ride from his father, he would have to take the bus. Something
which James dreaded. No one on the bus liked James, and on the way home he
took another bus home to avoid his neighborhood mates. James wasn't
actually hated by all. He was very well liked by most. The people on his
bus had some sort of personal vendetta for James. He never understood
why. He had his headphones on, and he patiently waited for a friend of his
to show up. Silent waiting always killed James.

	On the opposite side stood the "popular" crowd. Nearly all got
along with James, but talking in the morning between them was usually
limited. Sitting on that side this early in the morning was Garrett, Danny,
Colleen, Ryan, and Laura. Mindless chit chat filled the group. By the time
first bell rang the group would turn to a large mass, only to deplete to
nothing by the time second bell rang. First bell rang at 7:15, second rang
at 7:26, third rank at 7:30 signifying the start of school.

	Amongst the shallow talk between the small group of 5 Garrett found
himself thinking deeply. He was looking in James' direction and long,
complicated thoughts went through his head. He thought of how well James
looked lately. He had really gotten attractive the past few months. Garrett
didn't really know what his sexuality was. He always thought he was
straight. Yet every time he looked at his classmate's face he always
thought of how cute he was. Garrett never had these thoughts for any other
guy. There was something about James. Garrett didn't know exactly what it
was. He a, 6'0" tall high schooler was very cute in many eyes. His dirty
blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, was a sight to be seen. He wasn't
exactly model material, but he had a look in his eyes which screamed all
American. The football/basketball star was modest, but couldn't deny that
his body was sculpted well.

	"Hello, wazzup?" Kim asked James. Kim and James have been friends,
off and on, since 7th grade. James seemed to have problems keeping a long
term relationships. His longest on going friendship was with Kelly, who was
bound to show up sometime. James and Kelly were slight friends in 6th
grade, with 7th and 8th solidifying the relationship.

	"Nothing. You wouldn't happen to know the schedule for today?"
James asked, with one headphone still on. That second James noticed Garrett
looking at him. Garrett quickly turned away.

	"Uh, let me check," she said while searching in her bag looking for
the block scheduling. "It's 1-5-3-2-6."

	"Health, English, Theater, Math, and History. How fun," James
sarcastically replied. He surveyed his schedule and realized he had the
last 3 blocks with Garrett, last two with one of his most trusted friend's
Allie and first and last with Jenna and Ryan.

	It was now 7:10 and both the "popular" group and James' group grew
in size.  James was not going to stay in his group very longer, as he saw
Kelly coming.

"Yo, shortie!" James shouted too loudly. "Glad you came I was starting to
feel small, and I need to feel tall again! Thank you!"

"What you want to make something of it? Just because I am short don't mean
I can't kick your ass," Kelly replied.

"Ha ha. Your right! I am afraid of those heels!" James exclaimed.

"Well lets go up to our usual spot," Kelly demanded.

"What am I, your slave? What if I don't want to go up to your little spot?"
James asked.

"Well you are my servant so you must!" Kelly exclaimed.

"Excuse me, Shortie but he's my damned whore," Pat said. "I have all rights
to him, just like last night!"

"Filthy slut! You promised you wouldn't tell. You know I have been boning
Kelly on the side!" James laughed. James never denied that he liked
guys. Pat didn't know that however. Pat also was attracted to guys, but no
one knew that. He was incredibly attracted to James. Kelly was straight,
but didn't care about sexual orientation. None of them have ever had done
anything with each other. It was a long on-going joke between the three
them. Mainly between Pat and James. "So, Kelly what lunch do you have
today?"

"I have 2nd!" Pat replied.

"Excuse me! Bastard. I was talking to Kelly," James coolly replied.

"Shut up whore. Or you ain't getting any..."

"Oh, no! Not that. Just shut up! I don't need your innuendoes today," James
said.

"Oooh, rough the way I li......"

"I have third. What do you have?" Kelly asked.

"Second. Just like my filthy slut," James said melodramatically.

"Hey I got to go to class. Can't be late," Pat walked to his first block
class. As he walked away all he could think of was James. He was so
attracted to him. He wish he had known him longer. He was planning on
inviting him to his house on Friday just to get to know him. The whole
sexual act thing could wait for later. As much as Pat liked to talk about
sex, with a guy like James he wanted to take it slow.

	James also noticed that Pat was getting a bit touchy feely, and was
talking about sex with James a lot more than usual. He hope, but never
actually thought that Pat was like him. :::RING:::: The bell rang. James
and Kelly still stood in the hall way with a mass of people rushing to
class.

"Where the hell is Khristen? I am supposed to walk to class with her during
1! Bitch!"  James sarcastically said.

"I know! She has my make-up! She said she was...."

"GET TO CLASS!" Mrs. Imshaggin screamed with Office Mello by her arm. It
was an ongoing joke that those two were having an affair. All the kids made
fun of that. "Kelly do we need to have another talk?"

"No ma'aaaaaaaaaam."

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"Yo, Pat come here." Khristen said to Pat. She had come in 15 minutes late.

"What?"

"I need to tell you something about James....."

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"Don't worry about it. I am always late for English. No problem," James
said walking along with Gina.

"I just got dumped, console me," Gina said. Gina was a short, plump ball of
energy. She got on James' nerves constantly.

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	Garrett continued thinking about James, it increased when he saw
him hugging Gina. Pat also continued thinking about James. Both didn't know
exactly how to approach him. A far off view you might see James as a nice
guy. Both knew that James was capable of playing games, and being really
cruel. Garrett had witnessed it numerously back in grade school, when James
toyed with some of his former friends. If James liked you, then things
would be cool, but if he didn't you would have hell to play. Neither of
them wanted to cross that line.

	Third block was about to start. Garrett knew that James was in the
class. He was determined to finally act with James. James never showed
interest to work with Garrett, which almost hurt Garrett. He latched on to
people he just met, and he had known Garrett for several years. The bell
rang and he headed for the auditorium.

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"I need a volunteer," Ms. Cee said.

"PICK ME!" Garrett screamed.

"Garrett up on stage. Pick a second person."

"James."

"Well you were supposed to pick a girl, but what's done is done. The
scripts are on the chairs, read through them and make them believable."

"Your kidding right. Oh geez, you better me kidding!" James said.

"This is why Garrett was supposed to pick a girl. Now START!"

Garrett: "What is it you ask of me?  James(laughs): "I ask for your
love. As I don't see any man that could set my soul ablaze as you do. You
are my true love, and will forever be. No one else compares to the you, my
one and only true.

"O.K. enough, Leah switch with James. He was doing to well," Ms. Cee
laughed. Garrett was a bit disappointed. He imagined that James really
meant what he said. He was sad that he had to do this with his
ex-girlfriend. They had an extremely good relationship though, but this
scene was bound to make them feel uncomfortable. The scene was over and
they now has a new assignment. Form four groups of five and perform a
skit. They could either perform a tragedy, comedy, or a satire. After they
had formed the group and picked one they would grab a script. This could
lead to guys playing girls and girls playing guys. It depended on the group
and the script.

"Hey, Jackie. Wanna....." James was interrupted.

"You gotta work with us!" Garrett said. Among his group that included some
of the biggest snobs.

"Don't do it James. Don't become one of them," Jackie stated.

"Uh, sorry dude. I am working with Jax."

"Oh." Garrett replied. He felt rejected. He really wanted to act with
James. Just to spend time with him. James didn't even give it a thought. He
just said no. That's what the thought Garrett has of James. However, James
did want to walk with him, but he didn't want to abandon his usual mates
during class. For the rest of the class Garrett could only think of
James. He knew this constant thought wouldn't go away, since the last 3
periods of the day were with James. He really hoped something could erase
this thought out of his head.

	The bell rang signifying the end of the period. They didn't have
time to perform their short scenes. James walked out with Jackie. "Can you
believe that snobbish ass asked you to work with him? I mean doesn't he
understand that you don't fucking want to talk to him?" Jackie said.

"He's not that bad."

"I beg to differ," Jackie started. "He's one of those guys who tries to be
nice to everyone, and keeps the thoughts of how much hate he has to
himself. Purely pathetic in my opinion."

"What's with this hostility you have for him?" James questioned. He
actually had the same opinion of Garrett for the longest time. He had a
terrible view of most people, but during this year he erased them all. He
gave people a chance. No more grudges were being held.

"You know what forget it," Jackie sternly replied while walking away from
James. James saw Pat walking toward him. James didn't really know Pat all
that well. They had just met this year, and Pat seemed to always be around.

"Hey, whore," Pat began. "Get to class dirty whore. You can walk with me."

"Filthy slut, I am so honored," James said as sarcastically as he could.

"Uh...Khristen told me something about you."

"Oh and what was that?"

"She said you were bi," Pat said.

"Oh, did she?" James said.

"Yeah," Pat began. "So, are you?"

"I might be."

"I hope you are," Pat replied. This would go under the usual talk they
would have, but this time he really meant it. The sexual talk of homosex,
were always seen. Pat began it one day and James just went along.

"O.K., whatever" James said then walking to his class not giving Pat a
chance to respond.

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"You are going to do a report and oral presentation on a famous
mathematician.  Considering I am such a nice person your going to work in
pairs. I am picking the pairs.  The list is on the desk, ya'll can check it
now while I put notes on the board," Mrs. Weak said. James sat next to
Allie. They were planning on working together, but hearing the groups were
going to be picked that thought was diminished.

"I just better not get, GROSS," Allie said. Gross referred to Eric. `Gross'
was an inside joke that Allie and James constantly used.

"I'm working with you," Eric said.

"Grrreeatttttt," Allie cringed. Garrett standing at the desk found his name
on the bottom of the list. He read it once, and then twice, then smiled. He
was going to work with James.  He was beaming with happiness. He calmed
himself down so he could talk to James.

"We're working together. I wanted to ask if....." Garrett started.

"Whore!" Pat whispered from the hallway. "Go to the bathroom."

"Mrs. Weak can I go to the bathroom?" James asked.

"Take the pass," was the response. For the second time Garrett felt
rejected. James didn't even mention a word to him. Just blew him off like
he was nothing.

"Just because I am a whore doesn't mean you can just order me around,"
James said.

"Oh, sure it does. You don't seem to mind when I order to you to blow me,"
Pat said.

"What the fuck is with that? I mean no one is even here so it's not even
funny," James replied.

"You know you like it."

"Oh yes, oh baby! I love it," James sarcastically responded. He looked up
to the blue eyes of Pat. They were beautiful. Eyes wasn't James weak spot
however. It was the lips and the smile. Pat didn't have an all too
beautiful mouth in James' opinion but his smile certainly did melt James
down.

"Glad you are finally admitting your carnal desires. Hey, umm...I was
wondering like if you would like to get to know each other better and like
uh....would you like to like sleepover on Friday or something?" Pat asked
tentatively.

"Spend a night over your slut home? I don't know if that's such a good
idea," James teased. "Convince me."

"Well I want to spend as much time with someone as great as you. Such an
esteemed whore and your just wonderful in every aspect."

"Works for me. Should I take your bus home on Friday?" James asked.

"Yeah that would be sweet."

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	Garrett still sat and contemplated about James and how he had
constantly reject him. He heard him coming down the hall with Pat. Garrett
and Pat were rivals at everything. They went to different middle schools,
and both had brown hair and blue eyes.  They were always rivals when it
came to basketball. Representing different teams, and playing the same
position. They were going up for the same spot on the basketball team this
year and knew it would be a fight.

	Garrett thought if Pat had the same feeling for James as he did. He
quickly erased the thought, as Pat seemed straight and narrow to
him. "Welcome back, James," Garrett said.

"Why thank you partner."

"Oh, so you were listening!" Garrett replied back to his cheerful happy
state.

"Just because I don't respond and not looking at you doesn't mean I am not
listening. It just means that ya know I'm just preoccupied!" James replied.

"I see, I am on the bottom of your occupied list," Garrett frowned.

"Oh Garrett, your on the top! Don't worry about it."

"Good. Now uh do you want to come over on Friday to work on the project?
You could sleep over," Garrett asked.

"Well, I just made plans with Pat to go over his house on Friday. So, no
can do. Saturday is workable though."

"Well, if you can go over Saturday you'd have to watch me through a
basketball camp thingy. It's like a group lesson you could come and watch?
You could cheer me on."

"Oh, happy day! Sure, I'll be your cheerleader for the day."

"Perfect," Garrett said. Then the bell signifying lunch rang. They all
marched down to the lunch room with the other classes. Garrett stared at
James on the walk down to lunch. He was always compelled to look at him. He
knew it was slowly turning into more than a crush. He really wanted
James. He didn't know exactly what he was going to do on Saturday, but he
knew he was going to enjoy his time with James.

"Yo, James come outside with me," Pat said to James who was talking to
Allie.

"Al, I got to go. I'll see ya," James said walking towards Pat. Garrett saw
that they were heading outside, he sincerely hoped that James wasn't going
out to smoke. He questioned whether or not he should follow them outside.

"Bastard, what exactly do you want from me?" James asked Pat as he followed
him outside.

"Oh, I see I am no longer your beloved slut? Just a bastard? I am so hurt."

"Allrite, you can shut up now and answer my question."

"Umm...I need to have a smoke and..."

"Bye," James said.

"Where are you going?" Pat quizzed.

"Why, Patrick you should know how much smoking is bad for you. How the hell
do you run cross country if you smoke?" James replied.

"Well, I stopped for then. It's be stressful lately and..."

"No excuse. I can't tolerate smoking. First of all..."

"And what may I ask are we doing out here?" Garrett asked as he approached
them.

"I was just leaving," James said, as Garrett followed him back to the
cafeteria.

"Is Pat smoking?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, or just about too. I don't stand for that," James smiled. Garrett
replied with a smile. This certainly made James look more attractive in his
eyes. The fact that James didn't smoke and didn't intend too was a big
plus. Being the jock the Garrett was, smoking would not be able to happen.

"Wait, James...O.K. I won't smoke! Come into the lunch line with me though
please."

"Garrett, you probably got a whole table ready and lined up for you, so
I'll leave you be," James said as he and Pat walked away. Once again
Garrett felt rejected. James just assumed he rather sit with his usual
snobbish click, compared to him. He sighed and returned to his table.

"Since when do you hang around with Garrett?" Pat asked, as he and James
stood in line.

"Who said I was hanging around with him?" James asked. Pat seemed to annoy
him constantly with questions that seemed so dumb to him.

"Well he certainly was talking to you in a friend type of way. I can't
stand that kid."

"Why? He seems nice I guess. Not really my crowd though," James replied,
while grabbing a juice in the line.

"For starters he is so fucking egotistic, it's almost too much," Pat
started. "He is also a terrible snob, and everything I can't stand in a
person."

"Garrett? Egotistic? That doesn't sound like the one I have vaguely known,
and the one that has been talking to me today. I can't imagine that. The
snob thing I can see, but until he starts something with me, I suppose I'll
be nice to him."

"Believe me, don't even give him a chance. It isn't worth it. Not at all,"
Pat said in all seriousness. Garrett had double crossed Pat years ago, and
Pat never forgot it. Pat was still thinking about revenge.

"I sense a little bit of bitterness here? What's with all the hostility?"
James asked as he sat at the table. Pat took the seat next to him.

"I don't really want to go into full detail, right now. I am just
forewarning you that he comes off as an all around nice guy, but believe me
he does have his evil side," Pat said about Garrett, who was sitting in the
opposite lunch room thinking to himself.

`Why doesn't he give me a chance?" Garrett thought. `I mean I have been
nice to him, and everything, but still I get nothing. What is wrong with
me?'

"Yo, Garrett something bothering you?" Trisha asked as she looked at the
smitten Garrett.  Garrett had a hopeless look on his face, he wasn't
eating, and he definitely wasn't talking.

Obviously startled Garrett stuttered, "What? Uh, no nothing's wrong. I was
just thinking about something.'

"I hope your still not upset over Leah. I mean your attractive, you'll find
someone new. I promise."

"That's sweet. I am going to get a snack, be right back." Garrett said
quickly as he walked to the other lunch room, where the vending machine
was, and where James was too.  Garrett saw him sitting with Pat which had
emptied to only the two. `Damn, why is he hanging around with Pat, and not
me?' Garrett thought while gesturing for James to go over their.

	James saw the gesture, and said, "Wait here, I have to talk to
someone."

"Your not going to see Garrett are you?" Pat asked. "That would be a
mistake, a big mistake."

	James didn't respond. He just continued walking to see what Garrett
wanted.  James didn't want to single out Garrett just because Pat thought
he should. He wanted to give everyone an equal chance. "You requested my
presence?"

"I most certainly did. I have one question for you. Why do you feel Pat is
better than me?"  Garrett asked in a serious tone.

"What? I don't understand what you mean," James was perplexed. "Oh, do you
mean why I was sitting next to him?"

"Well you did choose him over me." Garrett said softly.

"No, not really I just thought you would prefer to sit with your usual
crowd. I mean it's not everyday we communicate out of the classroom," James
pointed out.

"Well, I am not that snobbish," Garrett replied while walking away. James
stood their confused. He looked back at the table and saw Pat who had a bit
of an angry look on his face. He was furious that James went to talk to
Garrett against all his advice.

"You left me to talk to him?" Pat asked.

"Dude, chill. I mean he needed to ask me something," James said.

"Whatever, I am over this," Pat said. The bell rang signifying the end of
lunch, as James and Pat took their trays and continued their conversation.

"So, you don't like smokers?" Pat asked.

"They are O.K., I guess. I just don't like ones who ask me to go outside
with them, while they have a smoke!"

"Sorry, I won't do that again. I mean you know from our talk on Friday,
that it's been a rough transition for me lately. I just can't seem to
handle it anymore, you know?"

"Yeah, I get it. Just not around me, O.K.?" James asked.

"Got it. Hey go the long with me please?" Pat prodded.

"Sure, anything for you my slut." James sarcastically replied.

"Wow, now don't I feel special."

"You, should."

	The rest of the lunch period went by really fast. The bell rang,
and it was time for last period. James tied his shoe, and saw Pat walking
down the hall. They saw each other, and they walked together. "Where you
going next?" James asked Pat.

"Oh, I am going down to English," Pat said. Garrett was standing by his
locker and watched the two walk down the hall. Garrett was jealous of Pat
once again.

"I am going right here," James said while walking into the classroom, where
he saw Allie sitting their waiting for him.

"Jamie! I need a hug. It's been a terrible day," Allie said to James. Jamie
was the name Allie constantly said to him.

"What the hell Allie. We were in the same class, last block!" James
responded.

"Yeah we were, but a lot of shit happen in the hallway! Are you going to
hug me or not?"  Allie asked, while she put her hands around James. They
both went to their seats and starting talking about nothing. The class was
a bore. Mr. Smythe the teacher, lectured on and on about History. While
James and Allie continued to just talk about nothing. Garrett continued to
think about James. He looked as James ran his fingers through his brown
hair. As he laughed along with Allie. Garrett was on a mission. He would
not stop until he had James. He thought about Saturday, and thought how he
was going to get James to be with him.

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That's all for Chapter 1. Coming In Chapter 2, second day in high school,
James and Pat's time together. I hope ya'll enjoyed the story, I know I am
moving this slow, but I am like that you know! Remember any comments to be
directed to TanasugarnFan1@aol.com