Date: Fri, 2 Dec 2011 18:24:09 -0800 (PST) From: Jon Benjamin Subject: The Daniel Diaries : Chapter 1 My name is Daniel; I'm 16 and i junior in high school, i live in West Chester, PA. I live in a little farm house with 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. The house consists of my Sister, my Mom, my Dad, and I. I guess i should first tell you about myself. I am 5'7" i weigh in at 135lbs. and i have medium length hair that curls out towards the end, big glistening green eyes, and plump lips that you just want to kiss. While i am white, i have about 10% black in me, so I'm tan all year round. I love to just go to a skate park and relax with friends and get in a little session on my board. I am always wearing a hat; the hat is black with a yellow volcom diamond on the front with the bottom of the lip being green. I wear a short sleeve tee and a pair of skinnies and sometimes a flannel, or a sweatshirt finishing it off with a pair of Osiris'. I'm not what you would call a loner and I'm not the "popular crowd" but i love my life. I guess you could say that the girls are falling all over me, but that's not what I'm interested in. I like boys, and not just boys but high school boys. I go to the high school just up the road called West Montgomery High. At this high school there are the typical high school cliques. This consisted of the popular people, the goths, emo, and hardcore punk. The jocks, the nerds or geeks, the sluts, the stoners, and then you have the stragglers. Well I am not in any particular clique; I'm the kind of person who is friends with multiple people from multiple cliques. Unlike most people i could care less what the fuck people think about me, well except the fact that I'm gay. The only reason for that though is because i am waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet and fall in love with them to where nothing else matters in the world. Yes i know probably never going to happen, but i can always dream can't I. My sister though is in the popular people crowd, she is one of the Queen Bee's. She is a year below me in 10th grade, even though she just entered the school her and one of the senior girls while she was a freshman clicked and she was just adopted into the group. She is a flat out bombshell, she is 5'5" with long auburn hair, and she always wears her preppy apparel either from Abercrombie & Fitch or American eagle. She isn't exactly missing criteria in the chest and ass area. She has a pretty filled chest and has the "ass of a black girl" from what i hear her friends say to her. She is in Track and Field so she is in great shape, and she gets good grades. My mom though unlike my sister, isn't that tall coming in at 5' and she has short dirty blonde hair. She is 40 years old, probably the kindest person in the whole family; she is a great cook as well. She always knows what to say, and is just all around all i could ever want in a mom. Now my dad on the other hand he looks like one of those Hollister models if they were around 45 years old. He works in construction so has been healthy his whole life and is very muscular. He always has a buzz cut with brown hair, with a brown moustache. Although he cleans up very nicely he doesn't usually care what he wears unless my mom forces him to dress nice for the occasional dinner or get together. Now although we are not what you would call poor, we are also not rich. We are what you could call well off. Okay so back to me and what this story is all about. This all started the summer before 11th grade. One day i was driving to the local grocery store to pick up my mom some things she needed for dinner, I got there and the day was going as it normally would. I was shopping and i was looking at something on the rack, and then it happened. I felt myself hit something and almost fall, but then it caught me. I looked up and it wasn't an it, no not at all. He was the most beautiful boy i had ever seen; he was shorter than me by about 3 inches or so. He had blonde hair but it was dyed because you could see his black roots seeping thru. His hair was about shoulder length and straight as a pin, it had the "skater look" to it. He was wearing a zipper up sweatshirt that was black that was zipped about halfway up underneath seeping through was a white shirt with penguins on it and all the penguins had different heads. One had on a space helmet; the other had a Mohawk, etc. He wore skinny jeans that looked so good on him, and then i looked up into his eyes. He had the most beautiful eyes they were blue with what looked like a ring of baby blue and white mix around his pupil. Then he broke me out of my trance with the cutest voice. "I-I'm so sorry, i wasn't even paying attention" He said as he smiled nervously WHICH WAS SO CUTE. "It's okay, neither was I" i laughed in lust so caught up in his smile and how cute he was. As he walked away i thought to myself, this can't be passed up. Why am i just going to let him walk away? So i walked up to him and said. "Hey, umm i know this is random but can i ask your name" I said not really knowing what his response would be. "Uh-umm My name is Kory, what's your name?" he said "My name is Daniel, Daniel Muntz" I said wondering why i basically quoted James Bond and just filled in my name. "Okay, so.... Umm did you want anything else" he said with another nervous smile that took my breath away. "Actually yes, i know this is a long shot but I've never seen you before i was just wondering if you were new to the area" i said trying to be nice to this hot boy in front of me. "Well yes, i just moved here from Albany, NY" he said "Would you possibly want to hangout and I'll show you around town, I'll be like your little tour guide. (i thought to myself hoping i would be able to tour his body)" i said with a smile on my face. "That would be great i don't really know anybody in the area yet" he said with a smile that could kill. "Well let me put my number in your phone and we can text and meet up soon" I said as i watched him rummage in his pockets. "Okay, sounds good." he said still holding that cute smile on his face. "It was nice meeting you Kory, I'll see you soon" i said before i began to walk away. "Same to you, Bye Dan" he said. I was surprised that i could even compose myself enough to not jump on top of him in the middle of the aisle and have a nice make out session, just massaging his lips and tongue with my own. Before i left i was glad that i saw him once more, he was parked 1 row over. He saw me and waved, and of course i returned the wave.