Date: Sat, 13 Sep 2003 12:48:39 -0400 From: Gary Meader Jr. Subject: With Love To Jon Part 1 To start with, my name is Orion Portokolus, strange I know, hey its Greek. I'm 16 and a Junior at Quartramine-Valance County High School. I'm gay, and everyone knew it, in fact I have a reputation for being sort of a slut, and was on the mind of almost every guy in my school, gay, bi or straight, but thats another story. This story is about the love of my life and the one guy who was and is still always on my mind. Jon Deselelni. He was 17, a Senior and drop dead hott. He had jet black hair, dark brown eyes and a tan skin color, due to the fact that he was Italian. He had been on my mind all the time since we met when I was in eight grade. But enough about all that, here is the story that changed my life.... "Orion, wake up!", my mom yelled from downstairs, I was already up, just not willing to move. "I'm already up!", I yelled back. I did the usual things any teenager would to get ready for a day at school, and dressed to impress. The ensamble of the day, was a tight navy blue tee-shirt, blue jeans and a navy blue zip up hoodey. It didnt take long to get ready and I walked downstairs and to the end of my street where the bus stop was. I lived in the so called "upper class" area of Valance County called, Pine Crest Heights. I walked to the bus stop and found my best friend Joesphine a.k.a Joey waiting for me. "Hey, your late, u could have missed the bus!", she said smiling. "I wouldnt be talking, Miss I missed the bus like twenty three times this year", I laughed. Joey was pretty cool, she was half Italian, brown hair with blonde streeks in it, she had greenish brown eyes and a great smile, it was no wonder she and I were two of the most wanted people in QVH. We got on the bus and like always, sat across from eachother, but in different seats, we used to be able to share a seat, but we started to have less space, so we sit next to eachother. After a few stops Jon got on, "I think I'll sit here", I heard his voice, I wasnt paying attenion otherwise I would have prevented him from sitting on me. "Oh sorry Orion, could u move in anyways?", he said smiling. The rest of the bus ride and whole school day was uneventful. "Finally I'm home!", I said to myself as I walked up the driveway, onto the pourch and in the entry hall. I set my school bag on the large overstuffed couch and went into the kitchen.There was a note on the refridgeorator saying my parents would be at a meeting until later tonight and to order dinner out. I poured myself some ice water and went into the living room to start my Spanish homework when someone rang the doorbell. I got up and walked over, since I dont see who it is before I open it, I was shocked to see it was Jon standing there. "Jon! what are you doing here?", I was of course in total shock, I didnt know he knew where I lived. "Well....I was hoping you could....help me with Spanish", he asked, we were in the same Spanish class and he wasnt to good at it. Although most would believe it I could tell it was the lamest excuse ever. "Yeah, sure come in", I said as I led him into the living room. He sat on the large overstuffed couch where my school bag was placed. "So, what do u need help with?", I asked sitting next to him. He stared into space as if deep in thought, like trying to figure something inportiant out. "Jon!, hello! what do you need help with", I said louder to get his attention. He sort of snapped out of whatever transe he was in. He got closer to me, and leaned in and our lips touched. It was our first kiss, it was soft and very fast because he suddenly broke it smiling. "I've been waiting to do that since the day we met", he said still smiling, revealing his perfect white teeth. "Would you go out with me?", he asked, he turned a shade of red. "Yes", I said, sort of incoherrent but he got the point. He lost the red shade then his smile grew even wider, and he hugged me. "Ok, well I have to go, and the truth is, I didnt need help with Spanish", he smiled as he walked out, leaving me in shock. And that, is how my life changed. What do you think? It was my first story so sorry if it sucks, garymeaderjr@msn.com, comments are welcome.