Date: Mon, 27 Sep 2004 16:32:48 -0700 (PDT) From: Fup Duck Subject: Under Pressure - High School 10 STANDARD DISCLAIMER: Let's see: 1. If it's illegal - don't. 2. If you can't accept it - don't. 3. If you're underage - don't. That about covers it. REALISTIC DISCLAIMER: Be safe.... Yes, folks, when I was in high school Driver's Ed was offered free of charge to students old enough to participate. It was normally held during the school day in conjunction with phys ed. There was a course set up in our school's parking lot and the local Chevy dealer leased cars to the school to use. You could get your "90-day card" before your 16th birthday (IF you had Driver's Ed) and drive on your own as soon as you got it, just not after midnight. Due to the vagaries of our birthdays, Kel and I got to take Driver's Ed at the end of 9th grade - a year before our friends...Talk about being popular 10th graders the next year! lol Here's Chapter 10...... Fup ****************************************************************************** FROM CHAPTER 9 "Well I could tell, you smell like perfume, and you've got some," she reached over and rubbed the corner of David's mouth, "lipstick here." "Moooom, stop it." His mom laughed, pulling out of the parking lot. David sat lost in his thoughts on the way home, replying to his mom's questions with one-word answers. When they got home, he retreated to his bedroom after suffering through another inquisition from his dad and sister. Laying on the bed, he smiled. "Wait til Kel hears about this," he smiled to himself. UNDER PRESSURE/HIGH SCHOOL 10 - Normalcy "FIVE MILES AN HOUR, MR. SITES!" came the voice through the bullhorn. Kelly dropped his eye to the speedometer, and his foot eased off the gas pedal. David sat in the passenger's seat laughing. "You speed demon, what were you doing, the speed of sound?" "Jeez, I was only doing just under 10," Kelly complained, his eyes on the road. "Man, I'm gonna have to remember to take my nerve pills before I ride with you again." "Shut up, I'm driving." "Oh, that's what you call it?" David snickered. The boys were ensconced in a Chevy Monte Carlo, driving slowly around the driver's education course along with three other cars with pairs of would-be drivers. Kelly couldn't understand why David had headed for the Monte Carlo when told to pick the vehicles they would be driving. All the other cars were smaller than theirs. "Well, I figure if we can drive and parallel park this boat, we can drive anything," was David's view. "It'll be like driving the Queen Mary, man." "But it's got a big back seat," David winked. "In your dreams," Kelly had laughed. So here they were, driving the 'Queen Mary' around in ovals at five mph, getting a feel for the car, and more importantly, giving the instructor an idea of what experience the new driver's had under their belt. "Think ol' Perry would mind if we did some doughnuts, or just drove into the woods and parked?" David joked. Kelly started laughing, and the car wandered over the centerline. "KEEP IT IN YOUR LANE, MR. SITES. PAY ATTENTION!" Mrs. Darner yelled through the horn. "See, you got me into trouble," Kelly griped. "I'm not the one, ummmm, driving," David snickered. "Shut up!" Kelly insisted. "Okay, man. No need to get pissy," David relented with a smile. The instructor had them drive for a few more minutes, then stop and switch seats. David settled down behind the wheel, waiting for Mrs. Darner to give the go ahead to start driving. With a smile, Kelly reached over and squeezed David's crotch, causing him to rev the engine. "THIS ISN'T THE INDY 500!" came the metallic voice. David glared over to his laughing boyfriend. "Stop it!" Kelly laughed harder, "Shoe's on the other foot now, huh?" "You're lucky it was in Park. We would have had our first wreck." "Ok, I'll leave you alone....Mario," Kelly chuckled. Resuming their plodding around the course at the instructor's command, David kept his eyes on the road in front of him, glancing down at the speedometer once in a while to make sure he was within the speed limit. Kelly was silent at first, then started warning David about the imaginary rabbits, squirrels, and even elephants that were crossing the road in front of them. David relaxed as Kelly kept up his commentary, becoming more comfortable with the hunk of metal he was driving. A few minutes before the class ended, they were told to park their vehicles and gather around Mrs. Darner. "You kids didn't do too bad, except for a few small problems," she glanced to where David and Kelly were standing. "Tomorrow, after the classroom session, we'll be learning proper turning techniques and backing into a parking space." When the bell rang, the students quickly walked back to the building to get whatever they needed to go home, since they had driving during the last school period. Kelly and David laughed and joked to David's locker, where Kelly had also deposited his books before class. "Glad your locker is so close to the front," he told David. "Yeah, makes life a little easier," he responded. They hadn't been there very long before Sally and Polly showed up, giving their boyfriends a quick peck on the cheek. "So how was it?" asked Polly. "Well, there's not a whole lot of excitement at five miles per hour," Kelly complained. "Still, it's cool you're going to have your 90's this summer, then we won't have to have our parents drive us when we go out," Sally said enthusiastically. "Well, my mom and dad have already said that I couldn't drive with anyone until I'm 16," David informed the girls, getting a questioning glance from Kelly. "Oh," came the disappointed reply. "But there's always next year, right?" "Yeah, I guess," David responded, ignoring Kelly's stare, "You know how parents are." "Yeah," Sally agreed, "So you guys want to do something this weekend?" "Maybe," Kelly answered, "the parents have some plans for me, so I don't know." "Oh, ok, well I hope we can." "Yeah, we'll see how it goes," David said. Disappointed, the girls walked away toward their lockers. David started grinning at Kelly's hard stare. "What?" Kelly smiled a little, "What was that crap about your parents and driving?" "Well, ya gotta do what ya gotta do," David chuckled. "Your parents didn't say that, did they?" "The only thing they said was that I couldn't drive anyone in THEIR car. And since I've got enough to buy something, well..." "Oh, I thought you were lying to her," Kelly said. "Not really, just didn't give the rest of the story. And anyway, even if I do get a car this summer, they probably won't let me drive much. Until they're satisfied that I'm not gonna do something stupid. No sense in making promises you can't keep, ya know?" "And the way you drive, you won't get your license til you're 18 anyway," Kelly laughed. "That's ok, then you can drive, but I'm not riding with you unless my life insurance is paid up." "Yeah, yeah, but at least you'll have a car. I'm gonna have to drive my parents'." The two of them chatted about their driving future until the busses arrived. The next few days passed in a blur of classes, homework, and driving lessons under the watchful eye of Darner the Dictator. Sally and Polly were put off for the weekend, both boys bowing out of possible dates with the excuse of things to do with the family. On Saturday, they were sitting in the park, idly swinging on the swings when Kelly said, "Polly called me last night." "Oh really? What did she want, babies?" David chuckled. "No, wanted to break up." "Oh," David replied, "And?" "Well she said like summer was coming, and we probably wouldn't have a chance to go out much, or see each other much when school lets out, so..." "That sorta sucks, you okay?" David sympathized. "Yeah, but I'm sorta relieved, you know?" "Uh huh," then David laughed, "Was she all over you like Sally was me that time?" "Yeah, a couple times. But it was weird." "Yeah, it is." Kelly started laughing, "Well, at least I never called her YOUR name." This topic had been the subject of constant merriment to Kelly. When David told him about it, he couldn't stop laughing - and hadn't stopped for the last few weeks. "Well, I've been watching myself lately. But I'm spending more time thinking about what not to say, than thinking about her." "Oh, Kel!" Kelly dramatically swooned off the swing, laughing hysterically. David gave him a soft kick to his side, to which Kelly pretended to be severely in pain, curling up in the fetal position, holding his side, still laughing. "Oh, shut up, goof," David grinned. "You are such a bad actor." "Didn't know you were such a critic," Kelly laughed getting up and sitting back on the swing. "I live with one, remember?" David asked. "Yeah, so did you really get in trouble for mowing the lawn different?" "Yeah, dad held my allowance. It was 'his way or the highway.'" "That really sucks," Kelly observed. "Oh well, such is life." "Your parents really are weird, you know?" David laughed and shrugged, "Weird's a good word. They leave me alone though. Dad's normally either working late, or overtime, and mom concentrates on Lynn, so..." "Still, man, it sucks." David laughed again, "Think your parents would adopt me?" "They better hadn't. Then it would be incest," Kelly replied, "You're stuck with yours." "Well, vice is nice, but incest is best," David chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows. "Now that's lame, you need to be more original." "Originality is my middle name," David grinned. "Yeah, right. Bull is your middle name." David raised his fist to his chest in Steve's favorite gesture, "Oh, Kel, that hurts me deep." Then he grinned. "Speaking of being a bad actor..." "Yeah, but...," David started with his retort, then yelled in surprise as his swing was pushed hard from behind. Dragging his feet to stop, he turned to find Sean laughing behind them. "Hey, weenies," he greeted. "What are you doin' here?" Kelly asked. "Free world, man. And anyway Kel, I thought you were double-timing Polly. You know Dave, from behind your long hair looks like a girl," he laughed. David stood up and grabbed his crotch, "Yeah, I might look like a girl, but..." "Keep it in your drawers, man," Sean laughed backing away, "I didn't bring my magnifying glass." "Why? You need to take a leak?" David answered. "If you gentlemen are done strutting your manliness, Sean still needs to answer the original question," Kelly joked. "Just hanging out, nothin' to do," then he grinned back at David, "When ARE you going to cut your hair?" "You sound like my dad," David answered. "Probably when people quit complaining." David, in the last few months, had started to let his hair grow long. It was now down to the middle of his neck and was the subject of a lot of grief from his parents. "And anyway, I like it." "All I wanna know is when you're gonna put it into a ponytail?" Sean asked. "Bite me," David answered with a grin. "Yeah, yeah, you're dreaming again. So what's going on?" "Not much," David replied, "Kel's crying on my shoulder, Polly broke up." "Are you serious?" Sean asked surprised, turning to Kelly. "Yup, we wouldn't see each other much over the summer anyway, not being in school and all." "Yeah, I guess that's true, but still man, that sorta sucks." Kelly shrugged. "Well, I've still got you," he sighed romantically, getting off his swing and walking toward Sean with his arms open. Sean started laughing again, "No way, you homo." "Yeah, homo...sapien," answered Kelly, coming to a stop, smiling. "Well if you two homo...sapiens aren't doing anything, there's a ballgame that needs a few more players," Sean said, nodding his head over his shoulder. "Gonna be hard to play without gloves," complained David, good-naturedly. "You know there's extras around, you can always use someone's." David looked at Kelly and raised his eyebrows. Kelly nodded and the three of them started walking toward the ballfield. "You guys know I'm just kidding about the hair and the homo stuff don't you?" Sean asked. "No sweat," David answered, "You were always a poor judge of character." Sean stopped and looked at David seriously. David stared back until he couldn't hold his laugh any longer at the expression on Sean's face. "You dweeb," Sean grinned. "Takes one to know one," David replied, still laughing. The three of them resumed their walk to the ballfield. Joining the game of Pitcher's Poison already in progress, the three spent the rest of the afternoon being boys. ***************************************************************************** Tah dah...another sexless chapter! LOL Just a normal Saturday, with normal boys, two of which have 'different' interests than 'normal'. :-) Please feel free to contact me with any questions or feedback. email: fupduckmd@yahoo.com AIM and Yahoo: fupduckmd Fup