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This story starts in the summer of 1997 set in a small mountain town in California.
I used to be bright and cheerful when I was a child. The kid who opened his mouth at the wrong times often to the embarassment of his parents. I was the well liked guy in junior high but I was by no means the popular kid. I hit a brick wall when my family moved to the small town of Tehachapi and I was forced to start anew. I wasn't far from where I grew up as a kid; only 40 miles away. However being only 14 and therefore unable to drive legally, I was stuck in small town hell for the foreseeable future.
Life in the first two years of high school were hell. My grades suffered but I barely passed my finals and classes. It was near the end of my sophomore year when things turned around. I was always one who liked challenges, more mental than physical. My father challenged me to finish the year with a GPA above 2.5 and I would be able to get my license. It was also around the same time that I started getting an idea of what I wanted to do with my life. I could have gone into teaching like most of my family but not the type to blend in, I chose the path of law enforcement.
The year ended and I got my license in July. When I got home, the first thing I wanted to do on my own was go to a movie. It would have been better to go with friends but I had failed to make any decent friends in the past two years. So there I was, stadning in line to see Face/Off. The line was short and it seemed the people ahead of me wanted to see something funnier so I got my ticket and walked in the theater. It was dimly lit but I was able to see a few people scattered around talking quietly and munching on popcorn. I found a seat in the back row (always my favorite). I was just getting settled in when I heard his voice.
"Excuse me, I didn't think anyone would take my seat while I went to the bathroom," Jason said.
"Sorry Jason, they are the best seats in the house. No one behind you to see what you are doing," I said with a smile.
I moved over two seats so he could have his back. Jason was obviously no stranger to me, it's just that we never really found any reason to converse more than a hello or excuse me in the halls. He did manage to provide ample eye candy for me to stare and daydream about while in class and not paying attention to my work.
I guess it would be useful for you to get a mental image of what I look like and what it was about Jason that distracted me so often. I stand 6'3" and weigh about 210 lbs. I have blue eyes and blond hair that has been in a flat top for as long as I can remember. I never wanted to grow it out because it took no time in the mornings to worry what my hair looked like. I wasn't bulked up and ripped but I was not overweight or showing stretch marks. Simply put I was height-weight proportionent. Jason on the other had stood about 5'10" with green eyes and dark brown hair that he didn't style in any particular way. It wasn't just his eyes that captured my attention but his perfectly white smile and those soft pink lips. I hadn't really heard anything around the rumor mill in school about who he may have been dating but I had seen him around with a couple girls hanging close to him so I just assumed he was straight.
Throughout the movie I would look over at him out of the corner of my eye. At one point I think I even saw him doing the same. I kept looking without turning my head to see if he would look back and sure enough, he did! When he noticed I was still watching him, he looked straight ahead with the look of being caught red-handed. I gave a little snort and a smile as I went back to watching the movie. Two and a half hours later it ended and we started walking outside. He was ahead of me by about ten feet when he stopped to lean up against the side of the building to see if I was also walking in the same direction. I walked up to him and also leaned against the side of the building.
"So, did I catch you looking at me or was it the other way around?" I asked with a grin from ear to ear.
"You caught me fair and square," Jason replied.
"Do you make it a habit to watch people in the movie theater rather than the movie itself?" I prodded.
"No. I just liked looking at you." Jason said while we continued to face front and not look at each other.
While still facing front but feeling confident in myself, I slowly inched my left hand towards his right hand. He had not shifted since we started talking so his hands should still be at his side. My pinky finger made contact with his right hand and I softly rubbed it against his hand then stopped. He did the same with his finger but instead of stopping, he wrapped it around my finger. We both turned to look at each other with him smiling that beautiful smile and me blushing brighter than rudolph's nose.
"Are you waiting for someone to pick you up?" I inquired.
"No, I drive. I just wanted to take this chance to see if anything was said or done after the movie." Jason replied.
"Are you busy with anything until school starts?" I asked hoping he said no.
"Yes." he replied, my stomach turning into knots. "I am going to see if there is more to this feeling of having our fingers intertwined."
He said he should be getting home which prompted me to look at my watch noting that it was 10PM. It may be summer but there is still curfew for juveniles. We let go of each others fingers and walked towards our trucks. I pulled out a pen and a piece of paper and wrote my phone number down for him. He tore the paper in half and asked for the pen so he could give me his number. With information exchanged we got in our trucks and started them up. Before I was about to pull away, he knocked at my window and I rolled it down. He didn't say a word, he just leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the lips and stepped back waiting for a reaction. I could read his body language and he was nervous as all hell.
I smiled at Jason and said, "Today I got my license, my first kiss and a whole new outlook on life. Call me tomorrow and let's make the most of our summer."
This will be the first of many installments. I am usually about two or three chapters ahead of what has been posted. I look forward to comments, questions and whatnot from the readers. Send correspondence to email@example.com