Date: Sat, 30 Apr 2005 15:15:01 -0400
From: Cronos <cronos@tstt.net.tt>
Subject: Say You Love Me 5

Okay Phoenix here. This is the 5th installment. Give me an email at
phoenix_587@yahoo.com to tell me what you think. Or post a message on the
group.

Now for the Dedications: First to the Goddess Herself- Madison Aysha
Dante. For not exiling me from your group to parts unknown. And for being
kind enough to join my group and urge others to do so.

Second,to Juilianj19 aka darrianajp for being the first person to join my
group. Also the first to post a message to inspire me. Luv ya!

Thirdly, to my Advice Guy brwnboiatl aka browny for being the first to IM
me with the kind comments and advice. If I'm ever in Atlanta I'm definitely
gonna have to meet you.

Fourthly to calistroke23, for such inspiring words of encouragement.Girl I
hope you continue writing. Don't worry can't be any worse than mine.lol
Maybe I could post it on the site. I'm sorry for yur loss but I'm sure
Phoenix is happy knowing you cared for her. Yeah, I read your profile.Oh I
took yur advice, hope this is easier on yur eyes!lol.

I really hope that this chapter is as worthy as the people I'm dedicating
it to. So hold on to yur hats...here goes!!

Chapter 5 - "The Date??"

JESSIE'S POINT OF VIEW- THURSDAY NIGHT

After Monday, the rest of the week rolled on. I hadn't seen Brad outside of
English Lit. the whole time. But he was real nice to me in English Lit.
Guess football practice was taking its toll. I saw him in my Dreams on a
regular basis though. I had finally come to accept the fact that I was
attracted...sexually to Brad. I mean, I always thought he was hot, but
before last week I was too scared of him and his reputation, to dare to
think of him sexually, either voluntarily or involuntarily. Brad being
friendly to me wasn't exactly helping the situation. I knew I would have to
control myself tomorrow when he came over. If he saw me pop a boner,
looking at him, there was no telling what he would do. He was going out of
his way to make me feel at ease but let's face it. He was a big, macho
jock. If he found out I was Gay he might definitely flip. He might very
well be homophobic too.

It was around ten'o clock and I was about to turn in. The last few night's
sleep weren't exactly restful, and I was beat. Just as I was about to hit
the sack, my phone rang.

"Hello", I answered, a bit drowsily.

"Jessie, Hi it's Stacy."

Stacy.... What was she doing calling me now? We'd just hung out this
evening at Joe's Cafe. Then I shoved my selfish thoughts of sleep
aside. Stacy was my best friend. She always was there for me when I needed
her. The last few days she was awfully quiet and brooding. She would only
answer Josh and me in one word sentences when we asked her anything. What
was worse, she'd never start any conversations on her own. She was so
different from the fun , talkative girl we knew and loved. She would just
stare into the air, contemplating. Josh and me could tell something was
wrong, but we figured we'd have to wait for her to tell us. *Stacy could
have quite a temper*.

I decided to approach this carefully, "Yo, Stacy what's up?"

Stacy answered, "Jessie, I needed to talk to you. Its important otherwise I
wouldn't have called so late. It's about Brad."

Ok, so NOT what I was expecting.

"Huh, Brad???", confusion evident in my voice.

Stacy continued, "Yeah. I think I might have figured out the reason why
he's been acting so out of his fashion lately."

Ok, the girl now had my absolute and complete attention ( Quite an
accomplishment. Not many girls can do that. Heheh). I so wanted to know
what was up with Brad ( not to mention how long it would last ).

Then a thought came to me. I wondered if this had anything to do with
Stacy's out of fashion behavior lately. Something else then occurred to
me. Stacy's weird behavior started just after Brad's. Was Brad actually
looking at Stacy in the corridor on Monday? When the quarrel with Josh took
place. Was something going on with those two? I mean Brad was a hot, horny
17 year old (footballer no less) and Stacy was one sexy brunette.( Hey I'm
gay, not blind ). Did Brad spare Josh an ass whooping because he was
Stacy's friend. Then, a thought that made my throat clench, occurred to
me. Was Brad only being friendly to me because I was practically Stacy's
liitle brother? I knew I could never BE with Brad THAT way, but it still
stung. I mean Brad was now someone I could actually begin to like ( even if
he'd only like me as a friend ). Were all the jokes and smiles he'd shown
me all fake? Or..Pity? I jumped to the only conclusion my limited logic
could come up with:

Brad and Stacy were together....had to be it. Maybe Brad was so mad at Josh
because he thought Josh was tryin' to hit on Stacy. Stacy's strange
brooding intensified whenever Brad was around. I didn't realise I hadn't
said a word to Stacy. She reminded me of her presence.

"Jessie, are you there?"

Better get this over with, "Yeah Stacy, I'm here. So what do think is
making Brad act this way?", I asked.

I so did NOT expect her reply.

"You"

Me! What did she mean?

I responded, "Me? Honestly Stacy, I think it's YOU."

I then gave her all my so called evidence to plead my case.

"WHAT!....huh...ah..God! ME?.", the poor girl responded.

I asked tentatively, feeling like a total ditz, "So you two aren't
involved?"

She continued, "Honestly, I haven't the slightest notion of ever hooking up
with someone like Brad Summers!! I mean, the guy's drop dead gorgeous, but
he's got one hell of a personality.

Actually, that was why I called.....Jessie, please don't take this the
wrong way, but I'm a little worried about you....and Brad. Is something
going on between you two?...if something is, I want you to tell me right
now."

My turn, "Stacy..ah..girl you gone nuts?!?! What do you think's going on?"

Stacy: "Well I think you an-"

I continued, "Wait, don't even answer that, don't even think it!! God!"

I told HER not to think about it, but that didn't stop ME from thinking
about what she was implying. ( Hey do as I say not as I do! ). I was
immediately hard. It only added to my frustration.

Stacy: "Jessie I want the truth. Don't play coy with me. Brad's only been
acting the way he is since Mrs. Jameson made you switch your seat to sit
next to him. He's suddenly got a sense of humour and a conscience, at least
with you."

I couldn't believe what the girl was implying. I mean Stacy's intuitive,
but she couldn't be right. She was my best friend and she may have known I
was gay, but I didn't want her to entertain such thoughts. She had always
stated what she felt about Brad and his group of friends, and I felt that
if she thought I was involved with Brad ( like that could ever happen in
this universe..sigh ) she'd think less of me. I had to stop her from
thinking these bad, bad thoughts. Only happy, happy thoughts would do. ( So
I'm a twighlight Zone fan. Deal with it!! lol ). I thought I found a flaw
in her argument. Well, time to see if I had the debating talent.

I continued, " What, your'e crazy. Brad doesn't have a conscience and sense
of humour only with me. What about his friends huh? And didn't he save Josh
from an ass whooping?"

I was so not gonna run for class president. I didn't have the brain power
to debate. Then again.....my straining cock wasn't exactly helping, I
probably wasn't getting enough blood to my head. Stacy was ready with a
comeback.

Stacy: "So smart. He's nice to his friends because, get this, there HIS
FRIENDS. And...about Josh. ...Well that took me a while to figure out. All
week actually."

Oh, so that was what was up. I was honestly relieved. In these times, I was
worried if Stacy had gotten herself knocked up, worse, if someone had
forced themself on her, if she was pregnant or any of the other umpteen
teenage maladies. Still I was a bit pissed at her. Honestly, why did God
make girls so much smarter than guys anyway, huh? I continued the
conversation,

"Okay, Stacy, what exactly did you THINK you figured out?"

She was only too happy to counter my Josh Defence.

Stacy: " For a while I was stumped. Really. Brad Summers, WALKING AWAY FROM
A FIGHT!! From a fight that someone else was picking no less. I was all
like oh my God! 'The Lord's Comin' soon'. I tried to remember some of the
other fights Brad had been in. Rick, Damien, Zach...he'd beaten them up for
much, much less."

I sighed. That was true. Brad had gotten suspended for all three
incidents. Stacy ventured on,

Stacy: " I remembered Brad telling his buddies off so they'd back away from
Josh. Still I was confused. Why? Then it struck me. I remembered seeing
something else. Want to know what I remembered seeing?"

I sighed, "No, Stacy, can't say that I do, but I'm sure your'e gonna tell
me anyway."

Stacy: "You got that right. He may have been talking to his buddies, but HE
WAS LOOKING DIRECTLY AT YOU WHILE HE SAID EVERY WORD. He wasn't sparing
Josh because he felt sorry for him. He was doing it because of you."

I gasped. She was right about seeing what she saw. I'll give her that. I
couldn't lie about Brad watching me while he spoke. But honestly "because
of me"? The ever persistant Stacy continued,

Stacy: "Which, brings me back to my first concern. Is something going on
between you two? I know about the Dream. You told me remember? I know you
find him attractive. Jessie, are you two....(she hesitated here)...doing
anything you shouldn't be doing?"

That one took me by surprise. Not that I wouldn't be interested ( damn! All
this talk of Brad was really making me horny. I hadn't been so sexed up for
quite a while ). I shoved the naughty thoughts aside and talked to Stacy,

"Stacy, I won't lie to you. I do find him attractive. S'matter of fact I'm
leaking like rusted faucet right now. But I'm not....doing ANYTHING with
Brad. Even if, you know, I find him attractive, I can't exactly do anything
on my own you know..it takes two (or more lol) to tango. Even if I want to
and Brad doesn't, believe me, I can tell he doesn't, nothin's gonna
happen. He doesn't even know I'm gay. Besides he's hasn't done anything to
make me suspiscious.(okay that wasn't completely true, but I wasn't gonna
tell her about that...that *look*)."

Stacy: "Don't kid me Jessie. I've seen the way he looks at you. Think I
missed the look in English Lit. on Monday."

Fuck!!! There was nothin' that could get past this chick. She went on,

Stacy: "What's even more disturbing is I've seen that same look
before. I've gotten some of them myself, actually. From....well a certain
type of people. Bad people, Jessie. That's what has me scared. When I saw
how Brad was eyeing you, I knew he was attracted to you, lusting over
you. I was beginning to worry that he was forcing you into doing....stuff
that you didn't want to do."

Will the suprises never end?!?

I had to end this, "Stacy nothing's going on. Really..I swear. Besides I
don't think anyone like Brad'll ever go for someone like me"

Stacy, "What!?! You obviously haven't been looking in a mirror lately. If
you weren't gay I'd probably jump you myself, and that's sayin'
somethin'. Anyhow, that brings me to my next point. Jessie, don't get mad,
but you have this look about you...you don't look all girly or
twinkish..but you do look vulnerable. The fact that your'e attracted to him
makes you vulnerable. It could make you a target. Don't get me wrong, you
don't look weak or anything. I'm glad nothin's happened. I just don't wanna
see you get hurt. Jessie, promise me if anything ever happens you'll tell
me"

Since there was no chance of that happening I said, "Ok".

Stacy: "Just be extra careful around him. Remember we don't exactly know
why he's so nice, especially to you, all of a sudden. Stay away from his
friends. Theyr'e bad news Jessie, real bad news. I know you have to study
with him for the project tomorrow. That's the main reason I called. He
called it a 'Date'. I want you to be safe. I know your parents usually work
late and they hang out on Fridays. You'll be alone with him. Do you want me
or Josh over?"

I panicked, "No! I don't want Josh over. You know how he can get. I'll be
fine, really. Besides, he's not gay, he won't try anything."

Stacy: " Jessie, I don't exactly know yet if he's gay or not. Even if he is
gay, he could be suppressing it, and that could make him doubly
dangerous. Just because someone does it with someone else...you know
guy/guy....girl/girl doesn't make them gay. People experiment..especially
teenagers. All I know for sure is what that look meant. I just don't want
him experimenting on you and something going wrong. Do you want me to
come?"

What was she now, a psychologist?

I sighed, "No Stacy, I'll be fine. I need to learn to deal with my own
problems on my OWN. I won't always have you or Josh to rescue me. Just let
me handle it."

Stacy reluctantly agreed. We said our goodbyes and I decided to sleep. Only
problem was...I couldn't. All this talk of Brad made me super horny. I had
to jack off to ease the tension. Didn't do anything about the dreams
though. I still dreamt of Brad, only this time, we had shifted to the
backseat.....

***

BRAD'S POINT OF VIEW-THURSDAY NIGHT

Man, what a week. I can't remember since when I've ever been this tired. I
had been having trouble sleeping ever since my run in with Jessie last week
Friday, and boy was it taking its toll. After Monday, the problem just
intensified. I remembered how everything started on Monday.

I was in the corridor chillin' with Chad, Jon and Devon, talkin' bout how
tough training was, minding my own damn business when Jessie and his
friends came strolling along. I still didn't know what he thought of me,
and as he'd probably freak out if I called out to him (in front of my
friends no less) I didn't do anything. He was walkin' with Stacy and Josh,
someone who I'd never really liked(let's face it I hated the guy..thought
he was so tough). Just then Mr. Mckenzie decided to give me one more reason
to hate him. He walked away from Jessie and Stacy and decided to get all up
in my face, staring me down like I was public enemy number one. Needless to
say I lost it, I decided to teach the son of a bitch a lesson,

"What the fuck is up with you Mckenzie!!", I demanded walking up to him.

"You tell me!! Why you be messing with Jessie!?!", Josh responded.

That one caught me by surprise. Me, messing with Jessie? Was Jessie still
afraid of me like that? Did I actually scare him more by being nice to him?
Damn...I probably did. He probably went running to Josh, and Hero that Josh
is probably was up in my face about it. It turned out I wasn't the only one
upset. My boy Jon had my back,

"You be trying to start somethin' Mckenzie", Jon quipped.

The cocky bastard Josh went on,

"Naw..naw. I'm here to finish somethin' mother fucker!"

Just as I was about to get in on the action and kick his sorry
ass...something happened. Jessie entered the scene,

"Josh man", he began, "calm down..its no big deal..really. Brad didn't do
anything. Come on lets go".

He and Stacy then began struggling to hold the fucker back. That's when it
occurred to me(hey I'm not a typical dumb jock). Jessie must have told them
about what had happened over the weekend, and being the dumbass that he
was, Mckenzie must have jumped to a stupid conclusion. I had to put a stop
to this soon. Firstly after some incidents last year I couldn't risk
another suspension. Secondly coach wouldn't let me off the
hook. Thirdly...Jessie. He obviously didn't mean for this to happen and
he'd probably hate me to kingdom come if my boys beat up Josh. Even now I
could see him struggling to contain Josh. I watched in amazement..for a
little guy he sure was strong to hold Josh back like that. Try as I might I
couldn't take my eyes off him. Even so I decided to call off the guys,

"Ah ..leave the fucker alone.", I said watching Jessie all the while I
spoke. I wanted him to know I was sparing Josh.

Devon spoke up asking me if I was gonna let Mckenzie dis me like that. Was
I? Yes, but for Jessie's sake, I'd be more than happy to kick his ass if he
wasn't so close to Jessie though.

I continued, "We got better things to do than this. Besides...hit shit and
it splatters.  Lets go."

We walked off. The motherfucker just couldn't take a hint that I'd spared
him a beating,

"THIS ISN'T OVER SUMMERS!!!", Josh yelled.

Just then Jessie spoke up. I felt a thrill run through me when I heard what
he said,

Jessie: "Oh, yes it is Josh. What the hell were you thinking. There were
four of them. Four! No way you could take on all of them. I told you that
he didn't do anything yet!"

That confirmed it. Jessie hadn't set up Josh to beat me up. I was a little
stung at the ending though,

"I told you that he didn't do anything yet!", Jessie had said.

 "Yet?" I hoped after this morning he still didn't expect me to do anything
bad to him.

The day rolled on and finally at 7th and 8th periods English Lit was up
again. I entered Jameson's class and took my seat, waiting for you know who
to come in. Which he did, only Stacy and the Prick came in with him. They
went over to the corner and sat down. Jessie however turned and came up
walking to my seat. At this time I saw Jos- The Prick glaring at me. I
returned the favour. Just then Jessie sat down. I decided I'd better cut it
out. It mightn't go down too good for him to see the look I'd been givin'
Josh.

I put on the best friendly face I could manage(which suprisingly I didn't
find too hard to do) and spoke up,

"Hey what's up?"

He said nothin' much. We didn't get a chance to talk then 'cause Jameson
came in with our tests. It was a pretty hard one too. While she passed
round collecting our papers I decided to talk to Jessie,

"I think that was the hardest one yet.", by way of conversation. Judging
from past experience, I expected him to give me one of his typical one word
exchanges. What can I say he's full of suprises.

"Yeah tell me about it. And what makes it worse is that you know the next
one will be even harder. Damn She never lets up! If I'd known that this
would be anything more than an elaborate storytime I'd have never signed
up", Jessie ranted.

I was flabbergasted. It probably showed too 'cause he then asked me,

"What's wrong?"

I assured him nothin' was wrong but how shocked I was that he could
actually....talk. Then I started to ponder,

Well it was his talkative habit that had put him next to me afterall. And
to think I actually didn't want his talkative habit to get me into
trouble.Now here I was taken away by his voice.

Whilst I was pondering, Jessie stared laughing

Okay...something ticked. I was suddenly swept away with the sight of seeing
him laugh. I probably looked all goofy staring. I remembered a thought I'd
had earlier,

 If only I could make him laugh like that.

The realisation, that in some way I had probably just did, hit me. Too bad
it didn't last long. He suddenly stopped. Before I could say anything
Jameson spoke. I swear she said the sweetest words I had ever heard her
say. Do go on Mrs. J,

Jameson:: "Class I have an important announcement. I am assigning you your
first coursework assessment. This will be a partner project. Don't bother
switching seats, your partners are your seatmates. Here is the question:

It's based on Romeo and Juliet.  As you know the play ended up a tragedy,
culminating in the deaths of the two protagonists by suicide. They each
believed that they could never be together and rather than living apart
chose to pursue suicide. I want you to relate it to modern circumstances
and explain if such an action is justifiable.

You have 1 month. I expect exemplary work. There will be no extensions. Oh,
and 25% of your Mid-Term grade depends on this. I trust you know who your
partners are, look next to you if in doubt. That's all."

This meant that I'd have to spend time with Jessie, maybe get to know him
better. We talked some more, and eventually agreed to start later that
week, on Friday after I finished football practice. I offered to drive us
so we wouldn't have to walk. Just then I saw Josh and Stacy walkin' up.

"Walk, hey tell you what I'll just drive us....well guess it's a
date. Bye." With that I left. I didn't want to risk anything with Josh. It
was only when I reached home that evening that I realised what exactly I'd
said,

"Walk, hey tell you what I'll just drive us....well guess it's a
DATE. Bye."

DATE?? Why the blue blazes had I said that??

It was all I thought about the whole week.

And here I was on Thursday night, tommorow we had to study together at his
place. Now that I was on the verge of the abyss, I could no longer deny
it. I was definitely......attracted to Jessie. I had only to think of him
laughing and I'd get hard. The dreams, the fact that I thought he was
beautiful and the desire to be around him proved it. What I couldn't
understand was....why? I wasn't gay. I couldn't be. No one could say I was
in denial. I still liked girls. I couldn't even say I was Bi. Jessie was
the only guy that I ever thought about this way. So if I wasn't gay or bi
what was I? This was tearing me up all week. And now tommorow I had to
face....him.  I know guys messed around, hell even I'd done it once or
twice, but I never felt anything like this before. The weirdest thing was I
had done abolutely nothing, nada, nil, zilch with Jessie and still I had
all these feelings. I'd just have to try and make it through tommorow as
best I could and be a brave little soldier.

***

JESSIE'S POINT OF VIEW- FRIDAY

Well, Friday at last. Today, immediately after English Lit. Brad would be
coming over to my place to start a little somethin' on our partner
project. I'd have to spend the entire evening with him...alone. It would be
the first time since last week. I honestly didn't know how I felt about
that. I mean I knew all about Brad's past behavior..but that was, well in
the past right. I knew I liked the way Brad was now, I don't know how he
behaved outside of school, but he was being nice to me. I figured if a guy
like Brad could be nice to me the least I could do was be nice to him.

Once, again the day rolled on and English Lit. snuck up on me again. Since
my first run-in with Brad it seemed my entire school schedule revolved
around English Lit. It was currently the only class Brad and I shared. I
never really got a chance to see him outside of English Lit. Well, that was
gonna change today. My only worry was....would it be for better or for
worse?

I walked into class with Stacy and Josh. They went to their corner and I
went to sit next to Brad. Well at least he and Josh weren't trying to bore
holes into each other with their eyes...

"Hey how you been?", Brad greeted.

"Me? Great. How you been?", I asked.

Took a while before he answered, "Five by five."

I swear I had no idea what he meant, so I just decided to nod and smile. He
went on,

Brad: "I'm just worried about my test results. I kinda need to do real good
in this class...or else I'm offa the team."

I decided to be encouraging, "I'm sure you'll do fine. I mean it's not that
hard, at least not as hard as Jameson makes it out to be."

He brightened a little at that. Just then Mrs. Jameson decided to enter
into the picture and prove me wrong. She was dishin' out results. I crossed
my fingers and checked my sheet.....wow! A minus. Hmmm and thought Jameson
really had it in for me. I glanced over at Brad, he didn't look to happy.

"Hey, how'd you do?", I questioned him.

He didn't respond at first...just handed me his sheet with an embarassed
smile.

D-, ouch!

I guess this was not gonna go down to good for his football aspirations. I
glanced at him, I'd seen him angry( boy did I ever see him angry),
surprised, happy...but never sad. I decided then and there that this just
wouldn't do. Brad snapped me out of my thoughts,

Brad: "It's the Shakespear that kills me. I swear I just can't figure out
what the fool's tryin' to say sometimes. Man that dude's lingo is wack!!
You'd think after a couple of hundred years this stuff woulda get outdated
by now?"

Well I guess I'd figured out what we'd be workin' on later, "Brad, maybe I
can help you out, what grade you tryin' to make?", I asked.

Brad, "I need a C, at least, but I don't think I can-"

"But nothing, come on I know you can do this. You answered the questions on
"To Kill A Mockingbird" just as good as I did. Your problem is you just
don't understand what Shakespear's tryin' to say. Since our project's on
Romeo and Juliet, later we can review it and I'll help you translate into
modern English. We have a whole month so we better do this right, from
scratch.", I responded.

Brad: "Wow...thanks. You really mean it? I'm real slow at this and the
stuff is pretty dry and borin'."

I assured him that I did indeed mean it and I'd go as slowly as it took for
him to understand it. The class dragged on, albeit rather slowly..and with
the sound of the bell, we were set free for the weekend. I told Brad I'd
meet him at his car in a couple of minutes. I wanted to catch up with Josh
and Stacy first, and knowing Josh, it wouldn't do to for him and Brad to be
near each other. Things still hadn't settled down from Monday.

Josh greeted me, "Yo, Jess, me and Stacy gonna hang at Joe's. Wanna come?
Triple Fudge Sundae, my treat?"

I had to dissapoint them, well him, Stacy already knew why I couldn't come,
"Can't actually, I gotta work with Brad." A look of distaste flashed across
his face but he quickly wiped it off.

Josh: "Hey, no problem. Stacy and me could just run to Joe's, pick up a few
things, meet you guys in school and hang."

"Uh..actually wer'e kinda going to be studying at my house", I said.

Josh: "Oh, well me and Stacy could walk you home and we could all chill at
your place"

Ouch! Strike two. I went on, "Actually, Brad's giving me a ride home."

Josh: "Hey come on man, we ain't been anywhere since...I can't remember
when. Can't you study with Brad some other time? You've got a whole month
for that stupid project."

I explained to Josh I wasn't gonna work with Brad on the project exactly
with Brad. How he needed a C to stay on the football team..and I decided to
help him improve by the time our next test rolled around. All this time
Stacy was quiet. A pity Josh wasn't,

Josh: "What?! Your'e blowin' us off cuz of Brad and his dumb jock syndrome?
I thought you hated the guy? Now he's your best bud? You know how long
Stacy and me waited for you at Joe's last week?!"

I honestly forgot about that. Stacy had hassled me about it, but Josh had
never quarrelled with me about anything before. He didn't stop either,

Josh: "We were supposed to study for Jameson's test. Only problem was you
weren't there. You wanna know what grade I got, F, that's right FAIL. But I
don't see you running to help me. Didn't even bother to ask."

He was right. I was too caught up with Brad. I had to explain, say how
sorry I was,

"Josh, man-", he cut me off,

Josh: " I mean I could understand that...you were dealin' with Brad that
weekend and you were busy, but now, what he's your best friend now?"

I tried to calm him, "Josh Brad's not really a bad guy, if you get to know
him-",

Josh: "Oh yeah....so tell me, what exactly do you know about him? How long
have you KNOWN him?"

Ok he had me there, and he knew it.

"Josh, Brad really needs the help, or he'll get thrown off the football
team", I tried to explain.

Josh: "Brad's a total jerk. You know what, never mind. Just thought you'd
be smart enough to know who your real friends were."

Now that REALLY pissed me off, just who the hell did he think he was
talking to me this way?!?

"Josh, your'e a selfish son of a bitch, can't you stop thinking 'bout
yourself for one frickin' moment? We can always hang out any time, but Brad
doesn't have that time to spare.", I argued.

"Fuck you", was all he said. He started to walk away.

Stacy told me she'd call later and ran off behind him. I heard her ask him
if he still wanted to hang at Joe's,

Josh: "Lemme alone Stacy, I'm not in the mood!"

All I could think about were the last two words he'd said to me.

"Fuck you", the words echoed in my head. In all the years we'd known each
other he'd never even raised his voice to me. He never said those words to
me before, even as a joke. I mean here was the guy who taught me how to
ride a bike, came to all my birthday parties growing up, laughed at all my
lame ass jokes, stuck up for me in the face of bullies...I instantly
regretted telling him that he was selfish. He'd done everything he could to
make the last 11 years of my life as fun as possible...and never ever asked
for one thing in return. Except to buy me...my favourite Triple Fudge
Sundae at Joe's. I realised just how long I was making Brad wait and turned
to exit the building through the hallway. I was almost in tears by now. It
wouldn't have taken anyone too long to realise I was on the verge of
crying. I made to enter the hall and saw someone standing in the
doorway. It was Brad. God! How much did he see or hear?

"Hey Jess, you okay man?", he asked.

Josh always called me Jess. Josh and Jess, had a nice ring to it he'd often
joke. The memory of it made it even harder for me to speak,

"Yeah man, I'm o-okay. How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough", he said, "Look, if you can't help me today, it's all
right. We can do this some other time"

I reassured him and we headed to his car.

We drove on in silence and finally reached my house. Brad parked his car
whilst I opened the door. I let him in and without further a do we settled
down to work. Well that is he settled down but I didn't. After four hours I
still couldn't get my mind off Josh. Finally Brad spoke up,

Brad: "Hey Jess", Jess again, "You wanna talk about it?"

"Huh, what? Do you need me to explain something on Act 3?", I asked.

Brad: "Uh...no. But maybe you could talk to me about what happened between
you and Josh. It might help you feel better. I mean I heard everything. I
wasn't eavesdropping, I swear. You were just takin' so long and well I came
to see if somethin' was up."

He moved over and sat next to me.

Brad: "Well?"

I perused his face. He really did seem to want to talk so I explained how
Josh and me grew up together and how we never, ever quarelled. He was
virtually my big bro. And how the worst part was I didn't know exactly what
I'd done to get him so mad at me. I was shakin' slightly by now. I didn't
know how much longer I'd be able to keep it in. It felt good to share it
with someone.

"The worst part is I know he probably hates me now, and there's nothing I
can do", okay that was when I lost it. I started to cry and shudder a
liitle. I'd never forget what happened next as long as I lived.

Brad had his arm around me, trying to keep me from shakin' so hard but I
still couldn't stop crying.

Brad: "Come on Jess, he doesn't hate you, man. He's just a liitle
upset. He'll get over it. You'll see."

No good I was still crying. Damn, why'd he have to call me Jess.

That was when it happened. He tilted my face up with his free hand and
said,

"Jessie, you've been friends for a long time. He just needs some time to
chill. That's all...trust me."

Then all of a sudden our eyes locked. That same stare from the Dream and
the time at the Park in his car. His face was so close to mine I could feel
his hot breath each time he exhaled.

"Shh..come on Jess don't cry"

Next, the unthinkable happened. He lowered his lips onto mine and kissed
me. Long and deep. I jumped a little and tried to pull away, but he held me
with his hand behind my head. It was nothin' like the kiss in the
Dream. This kiss was soft and gentle. It caught me by surprise and I
stopped crying.

Just then I heard the front door opening. I broke the kiss and exclaimed,

"My parents!"

Brad was instantly offa me and started packing up his things,

"I gotta go" was all he said and he was gone out the back door. I rushed
upstairs to wash my face still dumbstruck by what had just happened. Where
on Earth had that come from?