Disclaimer: The following is a fictional account and will contain depictions of minors engaging in homosexual acts in later chapters. So if you're underage or it's against the law to view such material, stop reading now.

Mike Smith had just turned 12 and was in hell. For two weeks now Jack had been his seatmate and never missed an opportunity to invade his space. I t started off with Jack rubbing his knee against Mike then progressed to him laying his blonde head on Mike's shoulder. Mike responded by shoving the other boy off him, only to have Jack cuddle him like nothing happened. This infuriated Mike who loathed being touched and made a habit to avoid physical contact as much as possible. After what felt like an eternity the bus arrived at school and Mike breathed a sigh of relief as Jack grabbed his crutches then exited.

As they were waiting for first period to start Jack made his way over to Mike, the black haired boy had had enough and shoved Jack. He hit the ground hard and gave Mike a look of betrayal.

"I'm telling the principal," Jack said and picked himself up.

"Wait I'm sorry, don't tell on me please," Mike said then had to take a few puffs from his inhaler.

"OK I won't tell, but only if you let me lay on you on the way home," Jack said with a smirk plastered across his face.

"Fine but just for today and then you cut out all this touchy felly crap," Mike said.

The rest of the day flew past in a blur and before Mike knew it the moment he'd been dreading arrived: Jack plopped down and rested his head on Mike's shoulder. Through gritted teeth Mike tried to ignore the other boy's presence, and thought he'd succeeded until he felt wetness on his back. His brown eyes met Jack's hazel and saw they were filled with tears.

"Why are you crying? You got what you wanted," said Mike.

"Cuz you hate me, that's why!" Jack said.

"Hate you? I don't even know you."

"That even worse," Jack said shedding more tears.

"You OK back there boys?" The bus driver said after Jack's last outburst.

"Yes," the boys said in unison. Satisfied the driver turned back to the road.

"Why are you so mean to me when I just tried to be nice to ya is all," Jack whispered into Mike's ear.

"Me? You're the one who's always laying on me even after I told you to stop it."

"I'm sorry, I can't help it if I like ya, Ok? I want to be your friend," Jack said and regretted it the moment it left his mouth. He didn't know why he liked the chubby black kid so much, he just did and now he'd gone and ruined everything. Defeated Jack removed his head from the other boy's shoulder and slumped down in the seat. Puzzled by the blonde's words Mike turned to him and said, "Look it's nice you want to be but I'm not interested. Besides like my parents would let us hang out anyways."

"Oh so if I convince your parents to let us hang we can be friends then?"Jack said with a cock grin.

"This I have to see," Mike said with heavy sarcasm as he exchanged numbers with Jack. The rest of the week passed without incident until Friday morning when Jack came on the bus carrying an overnight bag and a huge smile.

"You excited for our sleepover tonight?" Jack said to a shocked Mike.

"What?"

"Yeah our moms talked it over last night and I'm staying the night. Aint that awesome," Jack said with a toothy grin. Mike looked at the boy and gave him a look that said, fuck my life.

That's it for part one. Should I continue or scrap it? Send questions and comments to phenix39@yahoo.com