Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2018 02:30:43 +0000 (UTC) From: Tidus Steinbeck Subject: Stories of an Old Boy: Matty?s Turn Stories of an Old Boy: Matty's Turn Written by: NeverAnywhere (neveranywhere86@yahoo.com) Disclaimer: This story mentions sexual acts between minors. You have been warned. This story is also a fan-written sequel of "Stories of an Old Boy," written by XPud and will contain characters from that story as well direct references to the story. If you haven't read it yet, do yourself a favor and give it a read. You won't regret it. Thanks to XPud for help with fomatting, editing, and suggestions. Remember to support Nifty so that stories like this and more can continue to have a home. My name's Matthew Petersen, but everybody calls me Matty. So, I know how this is going to sound, but I'm not just a normal 11 year-old kid. I mean, I am, but I've got a pretty weird secret. I've got, like, magic powers. You know how, like, when you play a video game and you die or screw something up you can load an old save and try it over again? It's basically like that, except for real. When I was a kid--I mean, the first time...okay, so this is actually my second life, I guess. And it's not like I'm still not a kid, either...argh! Time travel still confuses me sometimes, even though I've had, like, all of this life to get used to it so far. Anyway, during my first life I died because I had some pretty bad cancer in my kidneys. Then something weird happened. It felt like I was falling backward, but I was also watching my own life go by me in reverse. I went all the way back to right before I was born. I was a baby again, but I could remember everything from before. It was so weird! I knew what it was, though, because I had a friend from before who had this exact same power and it felt exactly like he said it did. So, I'm basically still that same kid I was before, but I've tried to do things a little differently this time around. Some stuff I couldn't change--like getting cancer or my parents getting a divorce--but knowing what to expect ahead of time has helped me at least get the little things more to how I want them. I mean, I had surgery to remove my kidney again, same as the first time it happened, but I had time in my first life to be more comfortable with the stuff that came after that. Mostly, I can't really tell when I have to pee. It used to be something that embarrassed me, because I'd have accidents if I wasn't careful. But my friend (the guy I mentioned before) helped me get more comfortable with that problem, so when I saw the surgery still basically ended the same no matter what I did, I learned to accept it and started wearing diapers. I used to think I was too big to wear diapers, but it's better than wetting my pants in front of people all the time, right? Anyway, so this guy I've been talking about, his name's Phillip; Phillip Bontemps. He used to have this exact same power, except he had it for a very long time. I think he said he lived, like, a thousand years or something. Crazy, right? But he's helped me more times than I can count, so it doesn't matter to me. To me, he's just Phillip...but like he's also more than "just" Phillip. Argh! It's hard to explain. Mom's always saying that's what love is like, though. So yeah, Phillip is very important to me. Honestly, the best part of these new magic powers is that I get to be with Phillip again. A lot about meeting him this time is pretty different from last time, though. I mean, I already kinda talked about what's different for me with the diapers and stuff--not that I really wear them at school, but it's much easier to not wet myself when I can rewind it. I'm still me and stuff but, I don't know, more comfortable this time around? Another benefit of being a magical 11 year-old, I guess. The biggest difference from this time and last time, though, is that Phillip doesn't seem to remember me or that he had powers or anything. I mean, I've played this out a few different ways and each time we finally meet (I was nervous the first few times and kept rewinding because I kept sounding like an idiot), the most I get out of him is that my name sort of reminds me of someone else he used to know. Okay, sorry. Let me back up a little bit to when we finally met again. Like, for real. I was so happy because I felt like I got the timing down just perfect. I was walking into the locker room for gym class, catching Phillip on the end of one of the benches, slowly dressing out. I kinda learned from the first few times I tried this that Phillip is a bit more clumsy than he used to be. He's also a lot more shy and quiet...like he's not as smooth a talker as he used to be. Maybe he's just a normal kid this time around? But I've also noticed that he doesn't seem to have too many friends. That much isn't changed from the last time that I knew him, but this time I think it's because he gets picked on much more--he gets bullied and doesn't really know how to deal with it. I mean, I'm looking right at him and he seems so...I don't know...inside of himself? More like the Phillip I got to see when nobody else was around. Whatever. Phillip might be able to say it better than I could. Anyway, I walk into the locker room and I feel Phillip notice me walking in. I head right for the spot next to him and start changing for class. Now, even though he's kinda different from the Phillip he used to be, he is still totally the Phillip I remember because I catch him staring at me as I change out and the look on his face is priceless. I'm totally going to have a lot of fun this time around. Phillip snaps out of it, though, and he stands up, trying to finish putting on his gym clothes. He probably wants to hurry out of here so nobody notices him, but I'm not gonna have it. I've waited long enough and now's my chance. Before he gets a chance to pull up his gym shorts, I move a little behind him and kick him in the back of the knee. Okay, so it's not the nicest way to do it, but it's way nicer than how he and I first met, so he kinda deserves that kick. Look, I still love him, but it's...complicated. So, Phillip starts to fall forward, but I quickly move to catch him by the shoulders and brace him back up again. "You okay?" I ask him in the friendliest way I can. He looks a little embarrassed by the whole thing, which I know is partly because we're both still in our underwear. Okay, so maybe I planned it this way...hey, I really like it when Phillip gets flustered! He looks super cute! But before he can respond, I hear someone call out from behind us. "Aw, the little 6th grader saved Phillip the Fuckup!" This is the part I wasn't looking forward to, because that voice belongs to Rod, one of the biggest bullies at school. He was a pain in the butt last time and he's probably going to be an even bigger pain in the butt this time. But, like I said, I've had a lot of run-throughs to get this right, so I lay into him a little bit while Phillip goes back to putting on his gym shorts. "Funny, because I'm in 7th grade and you look like you should be in 9th. How many times did you fuck up in school?" I know, I'm really poking the bear here. Like for real, Rod is, like twice my size, but I swear I know what I'm doing. "Oh-ho!" Rod says. Then he looks at Diego, the jerk he hangs around with. I swear, the two of them together are the worst. "The little guy has a big mouth! You wanna take this outside, little man?" Rod tries to make himself look bigger than he already is, which is kinda funny actually. I should be worried that he's about to try and beat the crap out of me, but like I said, I've got it figured out. See, I timed my coming in and having this little chat with Rod to be right before the bell to start class rings. So I point to the speaker just as the bell starts to ring--I know, I know, split-second timing. I am getting good at this. "Sorry, no time right now," I say. "Maybe after class." Then I quickly finish dressing and look at Phillip, who has this adorable, "what the hell just happened" face on. I smile a little bit and say, "C'mon, Phillip, let's go." Phillip and I walk out together. I'm not worried about Rod or Diego at this point, because I know the coach is watching them. They won't do anything and I am not about to try to get them to do something. I just want to feel good about how smoothly that went and at the hell of a first impression I just made on Phillip. So we make it out to the bleachers, sitting on the opposite end of the jerks, of course, and I look at Phillip for a second. I know that went perfectly for me, but I'm sure I look a little worried. I mean, I didn't want to hurt him or anything. I want to make sure this gets off on the right foot. "So, are you all right?" I ask. "Yeah," he says. He still looks pretty confused and flustered, which is still super cute. He kinda looks around a bit, avoiding eye contact, "You really shouldn't have helped me, though. Rod is a huge asshole, and now you're gonna be his target." I can't help but smile. I should be scared but, what can I say, having magical powers makes it much more easy for me to handle the assholes like Rod and Diego. I've gotten pretty good at using them to pick out moments where I can calm people down or kinda handle them when there are teachers around so things don't get crazy--I mean, duh, you just saw that for yourself. "Let's see him try," I say. I know I probably sound a little over-confident, but I don't care. "So, Phillip, right? I'm Matthew, but everyone calls me Matty." I stick out my hand to shake his. I can see he's being cautious as he slowly takes my hand. When he does, I squeeze it in the best, firmest handshake I can. Honestly, it's pretty hard for me to contain myself right now, so I have to try not to squeeze his hand too hard. Also, he's got the sweetest little smile on right now. I'm not sure if he knows he's smiling, but it sure makes my heart feel like it's going to explode. Wait, how long have I been staring? Is this too awkward? Oh my god, say something Matty! Don't freeze here! "I'm new to the school, so is it cool if we hang together?" Slightly flustered, Phillip comes back and says, "Uh...yeah. Yeah! That would be cool." I smile again. God he is just so...adorkable! He is totally my Phillip. "But...Matty, you said, right?" he goes on. "Somehow that rings a bell...I feel like I knew a Matty before, but I can't remember when." See? Like I can see he kinda remembers things, but he also really doesn't. He just kinda remembers my name. He kinda looks like he's trying to remember the name of a book he read or like he's trying to describe that one family member you only met as a baby, so you can't really remember them. Does that make sense? Anyway, I'm going to try and get a little more out of him. "Huh...what was this other Matty like?" I mean, if my name does remind of someone, I want to see how much he remembers and if it really is me he's forgetting. "Maybe like...shy? I dunno. My brain is really weird sometimes. Don't...just never mind." Okay so, small spoiler, I have asked him about this before the first few times I tried to talk to him. Y'know, I just kinda walked right up to him and asked if he remembered me at all. I used to just get, like, this blank stare and he'd be all like, "Sorry, I don't." This is the first time he's said this...I mean, this is the first time he's even gotten close to remembering me. "Interesting. That's not what you said last time." "Wait, what?" Phillip looks at me like he didn't hear me correctly. Oh crap! Did I just say that part out loud? Crap! Now I've got to rewind this part so...wait. Maybe I can make this work. "Kidding! I'm just kidding with you," I smile at him and he starts to blush. God, he's so cute like this! I'm just glad he didn't notice I was serious. Usually, I'd just rewind whenever I said something dumb like that with someone. See, I'm not exactly the best talker, so if I'm talking and I say something really stupid, I'll rewind it sometimes--not all the time, but sometimes. Honestly, just being reminded I can do that usually makes talking to people much easier than it used to be. But with Phillip just now, I figured I'd try something different. If he's starting to remember, then maybe I just have to say stuff like that to help him remember more. I've got to know why he's just now starting to remember me and what's kept him from remembering me before. Besides, maybe he'll think I'm all, like, mysterious or something and I could have all kinds of fun with that. I try to say something else, but the coach starts to talk over the boys to start up activities and stuff for the class. So we can't really talk anymore, but I can't help but look at Phillip while the coach is talking...like, looking at him a lot. I can't even believe I get to do this all over again with him. There's a lot of things that went wrong in my last life, but Phillip was the guy who gave me a life to look forward to. I have his powers now and I've done a lot to make things a bit better for me, but getting to start over again together? That's what I've been looking forward to the most. Phillip's been through a lot too, even if he doesn't remember it, so I also want to do the best I can to make his life a great one...however long it takes. And yeah, I also get to have some fun with him on the way. I smile and laugh a bit to myself. I mean, Phillip had his fun...it's only fair I get to have some fun with him, right?