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Shell Boy

Sorry about all of those update mishaps. I hate to come off as unreliable, but life happens, I guess.

First, I was out of the country and this time, my computer crashed and my damn keyboard wouldn't type, WTF? Unlucky much? and it just got fixed yesterday. Anyway, here goes, and unless it crashes(my comp) again or I get hit by a bus, there'll be updates every night till the weekend.

To make up for it:
BASICALLY, I'LL BE UPDATING THIS EVERY DAY IF I CAN. IT'LL BE AT NIGHT. THE TIMES WILL VARY AS IT DEPENDS ON WHENEVER I GET HOME AND HOW MUCH TIME I CAN SPARE- SOUND GOOD?

Recap: Zack doesn't know if he'll call GI Joe back, but doesn't have time to ponder that as a hot guy named Red seems to be into him. Too bad he's Jase's best friend. Jase happened to make an appearance and now who knows what will go down?

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"Uh, it's kind of a stupid story. I grew up on a farm and I used to play around in the barn loft and when I was 4, I tripped and fell. I knocked out my two front teeth. My dad said he came running because I was screaming. Turns out I was screaming "RED! RED! I made it RED!" over and over again. So from that, my folks started calling me Red.", he explained.

Oh wow. Uh...interesting story, well now I know why he's so built, lifting all that hay. He'd look good in overalls too.

"So, those are fake?" I pointed like a little kid at his mouth.

He laughed, "Yeah. Wanna touch 'em?"

What the heck? Wha...oh wow, it's not even gay. I'm so dramatic.

I reached out slowly, he smiled and stuck his chin out. I rubbed the first tooth and could feel a strange hardness to it. How weird this must look! I rubbed the second one gingerly and suddenly-

"Mmmm!"

"Hey!" I ripped my fingers from his mouth.

I stared at him not believing what just happened.

"You taste like fries.", he purred. Did this guy really just-
"What? You were rubbing salt on my teeth. It was a normal reaction. Mmmmm, I want more fries now.", he smirked.

I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

Oh wow.

My hand was behind my back. My fingers were still wet. If only everyone and thing would go away, so I could taste his spit. Ewww! What was wrong with me?

"Over there! Those two fags! And that one is cute too. What a waste!"

What the-

"Excuse me", a wrinkled finger wagged in my face. "I came here to eat, not to lose my appetite! You should get a room, hopefully one with gas and a match."

"What the hell?

Shut the fuck up Grandma! Your titties hang lower than my balls! Get those shits fixed. Don't worry about me and my boyfriend!", Red ranted. He reached over the counter and put his arm around my neck. I was dragged by the impact.

MWAH!

He kis- "There! Jealous? Good. Your old ass is hungry for some action. You'd be lucky if we asked you for a threesome, now scram BITCH!"

WHOA. What's with me and these bad boys?

She stood there, jaw to the floor, unable to speak. She turned redder with each second as Red stood there panting from his tirade. She finally opened her mouth. But she was interrupted by-Oh boy, the fat pig of a manager again, I'm gonna get fired.

"Excuse me young man! Or should I say little boy? How DARE you come into this place swearing like that and disrespecting your elders! I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Actually, I'll need a name and phone number, before you do. I'm sure the police would love to hear what you had to say.", she stated with the most calm seething anger I've ever seen. She was LIVID.

"Quote. This. Big Dick Stud at 1-800-LICK THESE!"

It was the fat pig's turn to gape.

He let go of my neck and pointed at me and smiled as he backed away. "Later, Zack. J'll hit you up with the info. Hope to see ya there. man! Yo J!" He pounded on the bathroom door. "We gotta go! Managers' gonna call the cops! Yo J! You eat too much, man! Get out!"

"Oh. you're not going anywhere!" The fat pig finally recovered. Oh my-Was she really? Instead of going around, the fat pig was struggling to get over the counter. A guffaw escaped. She turned and glared at me. "You think this is funny? You're one away from the door Zack!" She finally got over with help from the church grandma.

Jase burst out of the bathroom, wiping wet hands on his thighs. "What the hell, Red?", he complained. "Can a guy get poop out of his system?" He saw the fat pig and Granny Freak charge towards them and asked, "What the-?", with a Scooby Doo confused look on his face. "C'mon man!", Red yelled as he pulled on Jase's shirt. Jase bumped into the napkins counter and as he struggled to get up, grabbed a container of straws. He WOULDN'T.

Two shrieks of shock burst from the two older women. Here we go. Red and Jase burst through the doors laughing, as straws settled down to the ground.

They turned around as if on clockwork. They locked in on me like missle launchers.

Guess I have to call G.I. Joe after all.

"Hey! That was awesome! I'm coming here everyday on my lunch!", a surfer looking blonde burst in my face. He's hot.

Where have all these guys been?

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Until tommorow night then, my friends. Hope this taste will prepare you for the main course!
 
Dear Allyigator,
To quote a song from the 60's, "I'm so Dizzy, my head is spinning" lol.

Did you get the number of the Truck that just hit me?

What an action packed installment.

Granny saggy tits and the pig manager - the Dynamic Duo???!

Looking forward to your next installment of mass mayhem!
 
Bodhi: Thanks. A big hug back to you! :)

Skittles: I'm more excited than you. That you like it is so cool! Welcome to my world!

DonQuixote: Hahahaha, you kill me. Thanks, I tried to make it as interesting as I could, to make up for the extended absence.

harry113: Yes sir, I'll get you some more. Hey, thanks for reading. Ha Ha Ha Hee Hee Hee Ho Ho Ho! That made me chuckle. Glad it entertained you!

Endlessnight500: Oh wow, thanks! I'm glad to be back.

I didn't expect the response I got, guess I got where I wanted to with that last post. O.O :)

Anyway, as I promised, here goes:

Recap: Red explained where his nickname came from and got a taste of Zack! An annoying chick pointed it out to her grandma, who told Zack and Red to douse themsevles in gasoline and light themselves on fire. Red was pissed and went off on her. A riot was incited. Zack's manager, Mrs. Denizen went off on Red who promptly told her what she could do to his balls. Red prepared for his escape and alerted Jase who apparently was actually using the restroom. They made a big exit as Zack threw a container of straws at Mrs. Denizen aka "the fat pig" and the bold, conservative grandmother. An onlooker to the excitement burst onto Zack's register commenting on how amazing the the whole debaucle was and how he would be coming back to Burger King(where Zack works) more often. Zack also noticed he was attractive. And here I go....

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"Red...oh my gosh! I can't believe you did all that! You're a freaking legend!", I exclaimed. He turned around. "Hey man!", he beamed. Next thing I knew, I was against his chest and feeling his hands pat and caress? my back. YES. He let go. Awww.
" Jase said you'd be here! So.... looking for a job? I have a position open for any cute guys who want to be my baby boy...I'll spend all my money..." He snapped his fingers over an open palm like he was fanning out money. "...and time on him." He flexed his arm and pointed at his nice-looking watch His smile was so contagious. He needs to be on a toothpaste comercial. "No, I didn't get fired...thankfully. No thanks to you, though. But that was still pretty cool though." I laughed, recalling the disaster.

His face went blank.

"You're still working there?" He sighed, balled his fists, closed his eyes and looked up. He opened his eyes, which were twinkling again. "You're gonna leave though right?", he questioned. Huh? "Uh...no. I kind of need a job. Maybe you didn't get the memo. I'll have to fire my secretary. It's a RECESSION?" His face went blank. Again. Not a clueless blank. An about to explode blank. He breathed out and turned around. "Jase, get this, Zack's still working there." Jase whirled around. "You're lying.", he said in disbelief. He looked at me. I left like such crap seeing him for the second time, since well, that day.

"He always was a punk. He probably apologized like a good little boy to keep his job.", he said bluntly. He turned around. WOW. It begins. "O...kayyy...I feel bad blood here.", Red said, confused. "What happened?", he pursued, getting in my face. Jase stayed turned, ignoring Red. I know he was listening, because I saw his back tense up.

"WAIT! It was you!", he burst out. Everyone looked at Red. "Nothing to see here. Move along." He leaned in. Oh my gosh. He could kiss me if he wanted. He moved his lips to mine.

And then-

jerked his lips to my-

Ears. Phew. "It was you, wasn't it. The thing with Jase's mom?" His breath felt so warm on my ear. If only he licked-No, stop. You'll poke him with a semi. I breathed slowly. It brushed his face. I swallowed. "Uh...yeah." I could barely speak, my throat was so dry. "You look like you're gonna pass out. Don't worry I can give you mouth to mouth." He grinned mischeivously. Was this really happening? How could this sexy- Ha! Didn't I think he wasn't all that at first? He backed up and looked at me like he was going to-

"Hey fellas, how's it going." Ugh. He's so fake. I can't believe no one else sees it. "Hey, Pastor Wright", we both chorused. Red looked at me and laughed. "Jinx", he said. Pastor Wright put his hand on my shoulder. Oh boy, a talk. Infinite Ugh. He put his othe hand on Red's shoulder. Haha. Barely. He had to reach. Red is so-
He pulled us in like it was a freaking huddle. His hot breath molested my cheek. "I couldn't help but overhear Red before about boyfriends and money. Now I know it was all in fun, but there might be actual homosexuals among us who would feel uncomfortable about you guys joking like that. We want to open our arms to them and make them feel welcome. Okay guys?" He let go and patted our backs. Eww. Don't touch me. Only Red can.

"Yeah, you're right Pastor Wright. Sorry about that. It won't happen again.", Red...apologized? He play punched Red in the stomach. "It's cool, bro. I know you were just not thinking.", Pastor Wright beamed. He walked away to spread some more "righteousness".

"What was that?", I bursted out as soon as he was out of earshot. "He's so full of it, he's always mocking gay people." "Zack, Zack, Zack...", Red patronized as he put his arm around my shoulder. He can't keep his hands off me. I should return the favor. I put my hand on his back. He froze.

"Oh sorry", I mumbled and took it off. Stupid STUPID STUPID! Why would I do that? "No man, it's cool. Just surprised me. You're feeling me too, huh?" He reached around, grabbed my hand placed it on his back. I felt like this was an out of body experience. No. It wasn't me. Red was doing this to some other guy. I'm day dreaming. I'm so gay. I can't even-

SMACK!

He smacked my butt! He REALLY smacked my BUTT! "You hear me now?", he hissed. "What the-", I protested, shocked. "Oh please, you've been wanting me to squeeze it since you met me.", he said smugly. I looked away, not wanting him to see it in my eyes. "But seriously...", he looked around. "You have a great butt man. It's so soft." Silence. "WOW. MAN! Heh! I'm gonna- Mmm! I'll show you better than I can say it. No but for real man, you're always zoning out. Stop it or I'll beat it out of you."

He squeezed my butt again. As if to make a point.

I tried to get out of his grasp. But he practically choked me as he brought my neck closer to him. My head was laying on his chest. His hand covering my eyes. I tried to pry them off. It's like they were hot glued. My eyelashes against his fingers. I couldn't even open my eyes. Man, it felt so good. It was firm, but soft and fleshy. Weird. It's like he was a hot girl pressing my head to her breasts. Sigh. This was nice.

"Stop doing that or I'll...heh...Zack, don't test me, or you'll see me prove the farm boy myth. But yeah-"

"Red! What are you guys doing?", a voice accused.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Teaching this punk a lesson. He was disrespecting gay people, so I gotta put him in his place. See how he likes it pressed up on another dude's chest", he said proudly. "Yeaah" she said suspicously. I recognized the voice. Jasmine. "Anyway, when you're done, I want to talk to Zack." She wanted to talk to me. The girl every guy wanted, wanted to talk to me. About what? She just says "Hi" all the time We have nothing to talk about. Even though I'm gay, I don't see the buzz. She's alright. Dana's prettier.

"Yeah Yeah", Red complained, annoyed. "Wait your turn." He moved his hand away from my face. I could see her now. She didn't look happy. "C'mon Zack. I gotta teach you a lesson." He grabbed the back of my shirt and marched me out of the room. The hallway was dark. Cheap church people. Crap. Was he gonna-

His hands squeezed the sides of my mouth. Was he gonna KISS me? "You see this mouth?", he threatened. "Haha! You can't see it 'cause it's dark. Anyway, every time you lie. I'm gonna kiss you."

What the hell?

Okay. He's gay. Definitely gay. I should just kiss him. If only I could see. I reached out and felt something. The wall. Okay. "C'mon Red. I can't see. Move. Where are you?" Silence. I steadied myself against the wall. I patted it, feeling my way. I felt him blocking my way. He was everywhere. Damn bodybuilder. Big as heck.

"Oh Zack...", Red purred. You shouldn't start what you don't wanna finish." FLASH! A light! Oh, his phone. The wall was his back. And I was pressed against the wall.

"Now, tell me why you're still working for that lady. That old gay-ist bitch is gonna be back eventually...you know that right? She'll probably picket you every day. You want that embarassment. She's gonna come and make your life miserable till you quit, or that fat ass manager does it in front of everybody. Is that what you want?"

What I want is him to stop talking all this garbage and kiss me. My lips are so desperate to be kissed. They're on fire. They feel worse than when they get chapped. But it's a painful bliss. I'd be so sloppy too. Don't even know how to kiss.

"Gay-ist?", I said sarcastically. "What? I'm black, gay and she disrespected me. She's lucky I didn't open up a can of whoop ass on her saggy behind. Whoop ass. Imagine whooping her ass. It'd be all moldy and non-existent. And it'd smell like-", he continued.

"Eww Red, stop." The image was not pretty. He pushed harder on me. I felt his abs on my chest. "Interrupt me again, and I'll whoop your ass. Mmm. It felt so good too, Zack. Did you know that? Your ass is feel good material. Feeling sad? Just grab Zack's ass and it'll cheer you up. And bring something else up too."

He pressed into me, smothering me.

CRAP.

I felt something on my stomach. Was that-He moved off. "Like what you felt? Just a preview of my whip. I'll whip you senseless with it. Haha, but really man, what happened after we left? HAH! I want to know. Tell me EVERYTHING.", he laughed.

Light burst onto us, assaulting our eyes. "Red. Zack. We're starting. "It was Jase. "Yeah man, we're coming. But what happened between you too?", Red pursued. Red was too much. Couldn't he leave it alone? "Nothing", Jase said dryly. "Anyway, hurry up." He closed the door.

"So, just tell me what that ancient bitch said.", Red pressed. He wanted to know everything.

"Young man, your friends...", Grandma started about to go nuts. "Zack...", Fat pig spit as if it were a curse word-

"Guys, come on! Sheesh!" What was Jase's problem? Can I spend time with a sexy stud? Who cares if it's his best friend. My dick says he's MY best friend. I've never been so horny in my LIFE.

"Man...", Red complained. "I got a can with your name on it too J. So annoying. Making me miss what happened." Red walked through the door. I walked through, stopping to turn and get a quick glimpse of Jase.

Is that a warmness to his eyes. A twinkle? Who knows. Now all I see is...WOW. Pure hatred. Dark, seething hate.

He'd kill me now if he could.
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Sorry it wasn't as dramatic as last time and is so lack luster, but I'm really tired and have my first quiz of the semester, so I did what I could. Much MORE tommorow, as it's the weekened. FINALLY! Till we meet again, friends. :)
 
Dear Allyigator,
I suppose we'll have to satisfy ourselves with your, self-proclaimed, "less-than-best-effort". lol

There's absolutely nothing wrong with this installment, Ally. Not every chapter is going to be super heated sex or action, sometimes you need a (slightly - not much, in this case) quieter chapter to breathe and let developments settle, inch along.

I hope school is generally treating you favourably. It should challenge and excite you, although it can get dry and tedious, too, especially

We know you guys in school have multiple priorities, not the least of which is a real social life with flesh and blood (and other fluids?!) people. WE appreciate the time you take to express your muse and share it with us.

:wave:
 
Sorry! Lazybones here!

OMG!

Big shout out to DonQuixote, Skittles and 21/M!

So, so sorry! Friday night, I fell asleep (on my laptop and kinda delete it: the story) Ctrl +Z didn't work, because my cookies had reset or something, I don't know.

Anyway, there'll be more updates this week..I don't wanna say when if I won't have time. Really sorry. And yeah, I was asleep most of yesterday, and didn't get around to it... Basically I slept the weekend away. O.o :(

Recap: Zack went to Bible study, hoping to see Red. He was there. With Jase. Still tension between Zack and Jase. Red seemed to come on to Zack. But not without Pastor Wright and Jasmine interrupting him twice. Finally, sick of it, Red hauled Zack into the hallway and wanted to know what went down after he and Jase left Burger King that day. Now, Jase wants to make sure Red stays away from his enemy and I'm gonna pick up there.

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As I went inside, I looked around, hoping to see a seat near Red. There was! He smiled at me and motioned for me to come. As I walked towards him, someone brushed past-more like knocked me over.

Jase.

He took the seat next to Red. Darn him. It would've been hot to ignore Pastor Wright and have Red whisper sexual nuances in my ear. Oh well. Oh well? Who am I kidding? I came here for Red. DAMN JASE. Well, there are two seats across from him. As I excused myself down the row, I heard, "Hey Zack! Where have you been?" Dana. I turned and smiled. To her it probably was a blush. "I've been busy with work. Have to make money to keep me in school, you know, being a recession and all." My recession jokes are corny. They've got to stop.

"Well, that's good. At least you're a hard worker. Unlike somebody.", she compared. She turned to her friend-might-as-well-be-boyfriend, Ted. "I don't need a job.", he defended. You see how sexy I am? I just work those corners." Oh wow. I laughed and he glared at me. Man, did I hate that douche. I don't know why he doesn't like me. Come to think of it, I don't give a hoot.

"Ted, move over. I want Zack to sit here." He gave her a "Are you nuts?" look. "C'mon, she pleaded. "I see you all the time. Do you want me to get sick of you?" He begrudingly moved over. "Hey Zack, you wanna take a seat?" I turned. Pastor Wright. What did it look like I was doing? "I'm sitting now. Sorry.", I said. "Thanks, buddy. You didn't have to answer. Just do it.", he said with a disgustingly fake smile plastered on his face. Would I love to knock off those-

I felt someone pulling me down. "Zack, sit before he goes off.", Dana whispered. I sat down. "I can't believe you looked at him like that!", she whispered. "Looked at him like what?", I asked. "You looked like you were gonna jump over everyone and hit him.", she smiled. "Is that what you think of me?", I asked. "No, but you make the funniest faces and don't even realize it.", she offered. "Oh. Uh..thanks?", I smiled back. I liked Dana. If I wasn't gay, she could get this chocolate whenever she had a craving.

"Well, how is everyone tonight? We were going to continue with the end of Deuteronomy and start Joshua, but there's something I'd like to hit on.", he explained. Oh boy, what could he possibly have to talk about? The sooner he hushes, the sooner I see Red. "Tonight, two of your friends were involved in something that troubled me." What was this guy going on about?

"Two young men who shall remain nameless, were joking about being..." He took a breath. He WOULDN'T? Wait, what was he talking about? "Gay.", he finished.
Oh my goodness. I glanced at Red. He shot me back a "What the hell?" face. I smiled, smothering a laugh. "Something funny Zack? You find homosexuality funny? Is that why you and Regis were joking about it?"

"WHOA!", Red piped up. "What happened to being anonymous?" Aww, he was defending me. WAIT. His name was REGIS? Haha! "And while on the topic of being anonymous, let's not use people's full names without their consent.", Red continued. Everyone laughed. Pastor Wright turned red. Red was gonna get it. "Regis, would you mind stepping outside?", he turned glaring at him.

Oh wow.

"Uh...YEAH. I would mind. My feet hurt.", he stated clearly. Everyone tried to stop from giggling. I almost burst out laughing. "What's the big deal, man. I was joking Gosh. Why so serious?." I couldn't. I bent my head down, so Sargeant Wright wouldn't see me. "The big deal is I asked you to do something simple, and you're talking back." "Whoa! Do I sense an attitude? Besides man, Keyword: Ask. It was a nice suggestion, but I'd much rather sit here and listen to what you have to say about me and Zack.", he shot back. This was going to be some night.

"Well then, let me make it CLEAR for you, Regis Philbin..", Sgt. Wright started. "My last name's not Philbin. And if I had a dollar for every time someone said that, I could buy that ugly vest you're wearing, Mr. Rogers." OH MY GOSH! I couldn't breathe. I turned, head still down to see how Dana was taking this. Probably shaking her head.

She was laughing! I liked her even more now. "Psst", I whispered. She turned. "Are you glad you came tonight?", I said. She shook her head laughing. "Red is so disrespecful." My heart sunk. Oh boy. "But Pastor Wright deserves it. He gets a little too full of himself.", she countered. YES! Someone immature like me! "I lik-", I started. "Shhh", she shushed me. "Pastor Wright's going to say something.", she said, excited.

I lifted my head up and bumped my head into Ted. I turned. "Sorry", I mumbled. He glared. "You will be", he smiled. Oh boy. How cliche. I'm about to wet myself. "Are you threat-", I started. "Regis, let me make myself perfectly clear. I am telling you to step outside. NOW.", he ordered. "Dude, what's your problem? Just preach. That's what I came here for.", Red said, unfazed.

Pastor Wright took a breath and turned back to us. "Regis and Zack were joking about being gay. Now after Red's display of blatant disrespect, name-calling and refusal to adhere to authority, I can't help but wonder if they was an act.", he turned satisfied, looking at Red, expecting him to react. "What the-", Red huffed. "What the what?", Pastor Wright interrupted. "Please, Regis, enlighten us with what you were going to say next.", he smiled. He was enjoying this. I can't believe he accused me of being-Oh my goodness. I tried to like Pastor Wright. I put up with him, and he thinks I like him, and now this? He went too far. What was Dana thinking? I turned. She was looking at me. She didn't believe him, did she. "What?", I stuttered. "Nothing", she quickly said and turned. I sighed. Oh wow. She thought I was gay. I am, but...Oh screw Buttwipe Wright!

"You know what I was going to say.", Red stated calmly. He wanted to blow up. "But I'm not even waste it on you." He stood up. "You're being a jerk for no reason, and lying. When did I call you names? Okay, I just called you a jerk, but-", he defended. "Dude? DUDE?! You don't call me DUDE! I'm not one of your silly little friends!", Pastor Wright yelled. "Uh..newsflash, one in desperate need of Listerine...everyone here is part of my "silly little friends", and I don't think they appreciate , being called silly. Right guys?"

Nobody answered. Okay, time to stop being a punk. I like Red. I want to be more like him. Well, not so brash, but doesn't let people walk over him. "See? Wher-", Pastor Wright started. He's said enough tonight. "Right! I agree, Red. And I don't like being called silly.", I said adamantly, standing up. Oh my. Did I just say all of that? What came over me? I looked around. Everyone looked at me in shock.

"Alright Zack!", someone cheered. I turned to see. JASE?! He started clapping. "Right guys?", he continued. Silence. No one said a word. So much for a movie moment where we all gang up on Wright...huh? "Jase be quiet!", Wright spit. He stopped clapping and just sat there. Red looked at him, hurt. He sat down too. And just stared at Jase. Jase avoided looking at him. "Regis, I think it would be best if you would leave. You may join him, Zack. And engage in your sinful behavior, away the rest of us.", he said calmly.

I turned to leave. Someone stopped me. I turned. "Bye Zack.", Dana said. "Bye", I said, then turned to leave. Bye? Can't believe I was into her. Why am I mad at her? Well, I'd have like a little more support. Oh...I don't know. That was weak, but better than nothing. I stalked to the door and opened it. I heard," Zack wait!", but ignored it and charged through the door. I should've said something more. Oh well, I'm proud enough, that I didn't sit there stupified.

"ZACK!" Two hands slammed down on my shoulders and whirled me around. Red. "Oh..hey!", I said. "Hey? Why didn't you stop when I called?", he demanded. "I didn't know it was you.", I said. "Yeah Yeah", he snorted. Anyway, that was really cool what you did in there.", he smiled. "It was nothing", I shrugged. "Yeah right!", he smirked. "It meant a lot.", he looked down. Then he looked up and looked around. "You're really cool man", he said. "Look", his breathing sped up. "Uh...Man, I could just kiss you for that man! Really, didn't expect that. Guess I know who's down for me, huh?", he looked hurt. As much as I wanted to throw Jase under the bus, I couldn't. "Jase didn't...uh", I offered pathetically. "Exactly. He didn't.", Red stated bluntly.

"But you did." He stared at me.

His arms threatened to snap my ribs. "Mmmm.", he sighed. "I hope you stay this cool Zack.", he whispered in my ear. "Besides, Jase isn't as great as you think he is." He broke off the hug and looked into my eyes. "Seriously. I don't know why he's mad about you at what happened. What'd he expect you to do?", he wondered out loud.

"To say something to his mom.", I sighed. "Zack, who invites you their house and...nevermind. Gimme your number." Wha? I gaped, shocked. "C'mon. Close your mouth.", he said annoyed. He gently pushed my bottom jaw back in place. He took out his phone. "What is it?", he said, brows furrowed. I gave him it. This felt weird. A guy having my number.

Wow. I had the balls to give a guy my number. Big whoop. I should've asked before. "Uh, can I have your number, I mean yours?", I asked, stuttering. "No.", he said matter-of-factly. My face burned. "I'll call you tonight. When do you go to sleep? Wait, you have a ride? Just call whoever was coming and tell them I'm taking you." What the heck?

"Hi Mom. I'm getting a ride.", I said as soon as she answered. "Ride? From who?", she asked. "From Red.", I answered, hoping she'd just leave it at that. "Red? Who's that? I don't know any Red.", she answered predictably. "He's in college. He's a good driver.", I offered. "So? You're in college and I don't let you drive your brother anywhere." She paused. "Okay. But I want to meet him." Red grabbed the phone. "Hello? Hi Zack's mom. I won't let anything happen to him. Okay. Okay. You too. Well, Bible Study is going a little longer tonight, because we're going to hand out tracts. Alright. How's 11? Okay then. Sounds good. No problem. Take care now." He hung up and handed my phone back to me.

"Eleven? Handing out tracts?", I asked incredulously. He turned and said, "What were you gonna do at home, anyway?", he answered knowingly. "Good point.", I said. He smiled. "You ready to go?", he asked impatiently. "Yeah...oh! I left my coat inside.",I remembered. Crap. I didn't want to go back in there and see those stares. And no doubt Bastard Wright would have something to say. Bastard? Wow. Red was rubbing off on me.

I stood there.

"You don't wanna go back in there.",Red stated. "Uh..yeah.", I said looking down. He turned and went inside. "What?", I heard him threaten. Silence. Oh wow. I couldn't help but laugh. He came back out. "This it?", he held a coat up. "Uh...no.", I mumbled. He sighed and turned back. "Yeah? I'm back again!And what?", he shot off to no one in particular. He came back out. "Hey! Red, that's mine!", someone yelled. Red looked up and sighed. "Where'd you sit anyway? Why'd you even bring a coat. It's like eighty degrees.", he announced. "It get's cold at night. By Dana. Just hurry up and get it Regis" I laughed. I'm such a mess!

He went back inside. "Where's Dana?! Oh. Thanks. Good night silly people." He came back out. "I can't believe Wright didn't say anything.", I said, amazed. "He better not have.", Red cautioned.

I was in the air. Man, he's strong.

I felt his lips on my cheek. I felt cold. "Mmmm!"He emphasized as he let go."That's for finally being a man! Now to fix your other mess." He set me down and started up the stairs. I couldn't speak. He kissed me on the cheek. Would I wake up tommorow, not a virgin? No. I'm not ready for that. He's so hot. That's slutty. I just met him. He's so...I can't say "No" to him. What if he rapes me? Mmmm, kinda hot. NO! But-

I was in the air again. He was carrying me. "C'mon put me down.", I pleaded. He flipped me over his shoulder in one move and started smacking my butt. "Don't. Make. Me. Wait. For. You. Gas. Isn't. Cheap. You're. Damn. Lucky. I'm. Even. Doing this for you!" He emphasized each word with a smack, getting harder each time. He rapidly hit me in succession 4 times on "Doing this for you!" "Oh my gosh! You're abusing me and I don't even know you! What's your deal? I should call the cops on you! NO! I'll tell my mom!", I threatened. He set me down. We were at his car.

"Just get in." He smiled. "And we both know you loved that. Besides, that's for calling me Regis", he smirked. "No, my butt hurts. ", I complained. What's with the preconception that gay guys want to get whipped by a straight dude? "That was so gay. I'm not even gay. What's your problem?", I said, trying my best to be sound angry. "Yeah, you're straight as an arrow", he laughed. "That's why you let me get so far."

I didn't have an answer to that. It'd sound silly no matter what I said. I kept quiet for once. As I opened the door, I thought how this night might change my life forever. If that didn't sound like a movie trailer. Ha. Hey, why not? I've been too lonely for too many nights, anyway.

Who am I to complain?

As I basking in the ray of all things Red, I just realized something. By walking out, we-Oh crap. Life was gonna suck a lot from here on out.
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I'll try to have a double update tommorow. I'll catch up. Anyway, I apologize for being so tired. I need to organize my time better.
 
Dear Allyigator,
I echo Skittles sentiments. And, you weren't the only one having a hard time staying awake the other night. I was bushed, but didn't want to give up the ghost.

If you look, again, you'll notice that one of my sentences ends mid-thought -- care to guess why?! You're not the only one to accidentally erase something as your eyes demanded they be closed!

It was a good chapter. I think most of us know someone who's a "little too full of themselves" in authority, that we wish we could set "straight" as well as Red, er, Regis just did.

Don't feel pressed to perform for us. The "REAL WORLD" absolutely takes precedence. The end of that thought I was in the middle of -- especially the required courses that aren't necessarily in your primary field of interest . . .

Take care of yourself.

Thanks, again, for your efforts.
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Thanks, Great story, fast moving !! I'm enjoying it
Seems like you want to get it all written before you forget it, lol!!
More please
Harry
 
OMG! I Love how you write! This story is awesome. It makes me actually lough out loud. I cant wait to see what happens next with Zach and Red.
 
I've been wiped out. Lame, I know.

Hi, sorry about this week. But it was basically, wake up, rush to school, then to work, then spend forever getting home, then once getting home, doing assignments, caring for my pet, eating a quick something, then passing out. On Wednesday I was going to update it, but actually fell asleep while typing in www.justusboys.com/forum, and when I did wake up, it was rush sequence again. Well, I got MUCH needed sleep last night. I guess the problem is by the time I get home, there's so much to do, and by the time I do fall asleep I have to wake up again. So...thanks to Skittle for your concern. Maybe another part of it was this cold I have going on. Anyway,I don't know how many updates I owe, I'll keep writing till I fall asleep, so get ready for Shell Boy overload!

Big shoutout to:
skittles: It feels so good that you cared, and I'm extremely sorry for screwing with your hope about this week! :( :( (HUG!)

harry113: Glad you're along for the ride! I hope I don't let you down.

Endlessnight500: I think my style was very amateur and annoying. But if you like it, great! :)

DonQuixote: Thanks! Hope you're sleeping better! And thanks for being so understanding!

And to any other readers: I love you guys. You're amazing! Thanks for sticking with me!

Recap: Zack and Red met at Bible study. Red was pissed out Zack still being employed at Burger King, due to the incident? Jase is still very much annoyed with Zack. We find out Zack has a friedship crush on a girl named Dana, and there's some vague girl named Jasmine, who wanted to talk to him. Pastor Wright "outed "Zack and Red, due to an unconscious smile/laugh from Zack. Red exploded on Pastor Wright and they both left. Now, Red is giving Zack a ride home.
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I pulled on the door handle. It was locked. "C'mon Red, hurry up and open it." SHINK! What the heck? I felt my forehead. It throbbed. I looked down to see... Red's keys! "You bastard! I can't believe you...what the hell? You threw keys at me! What if it had hit me in the eye? I could be blind! You crazy...", I fumed. I bent down to pick them up. I raised my hand to throw them back over the car at him, but then thought better of it. I suck at all things athletic. If I threw them, I'd just hit someone else's car and scratch their windows. I grumbled, annoyed at my hand-eye coordination and thought I'd key up his car. No. That would warrant him beating the heck out of me. Even if I went to Pastor Wright or the authorities...that's if he even left me in condition to get up, when he was done...he'd defend it saying I messed up his car. Then I'd get fined and sued...ahhh, too much trouble. Well...I could scratch the window though. He wouldn't notice that till later. I started scratching it, but didn't hear anything. I felt slight resistance. I half-turned. Red was holding my arm. What the heck? Was he Clark Kent? How'd he get over here so fast?

"I'm giving you a ride and you were about to fuck up my windows?, he asked. Did he have to curse all the time? Well, I should talk. I just cursed. What was wrong with me? Was "bastard" really that bad? It was a kid without a dad. Hmmm, the definition of all things Zack. "Well..", I started. "You threw keys at me!", I defended weakly. "You really are a bitch! Jase was right.", he said. "No, he said I was a punk, not a bitch.", I said pointlessly, Why add to it? "Okay, so you're a bitchy punk.", he stated. I couldn't tell if he was mad or calm. Damn this guy, I couldn't read him! There I go again. Well, that was in my head. I didn't say it outloud. So it didn't count. Well, God heard it. Forget God! I wasn't going to hell for thinking a bad word. He called me bitchy-

"ZACK!"

I jumped. Scared the heck outta me! "WHAT?", I yelled back. Is he trying to give me a damn heart attack!? Yelling like he's about to die! "What the hell, man? I'm talking to you and you're just standing there, looking like a fucking idiot!", he blasted. "Are you a damn vegatable?", he continued. Vegetable. Haha. I chuckled. "You're a vegetable", I said. He looked at me blankly. He thought that was a pathetic diss. "You're a vegetable", I sang. He looked up and sighed. "You're gonna get your ass kicked one day. You think everything is a joke." he sighed. "I'm pissed at you and you start singing Michael Jackson.", he said, confused. He smiled. "You're lucky you're cute." He rubbed my head. What the heck? Was there a sign on my head that said to mess up the hair? "Get off me!", I said, pushing his hand away. He twisted my hand and pushed me against the car. He leaned in on me. This would be so hot, if we were in bed. "All this struggling is turning me the fuck on", he said.

Oh wow. Could he really be into me? That was pretty...well yeah.

He ground his crotch into mine. I screamed. He jumped back."What?", he said, with a concerned look on his face. It worked. Hmmm, so this could come in handy. "You practically crushed my balls.", I moaned. He caressed my forehead. "Sorry", he apologized. "I didn't do it on purpose. He firmly grabbed my shoulders. "You okay?", he said. "Yeah", I moaned again, Oh man, was I gonna run things now. I grinned inside. Outside, I displayed a tortured face. "You play too much, man.", I complained. "I'd rub it away...", he started. "but I've been kicked in the balls and I don't wanna make it worse.", he explained. Thank goodness. He'd probably have grabbed them and squeezed them, making me scream like a little girl and say something about me liking the pain.

He put a hand on my shoulder. "You're cool, right?", he asked again. I tried with all my strength not to laugh. I loved that he cared, but he was so worried! I'm so evil. "Yeah", I'll be okay. He took the keys from me. "Alright, let's get going. Last thing I want is to run into those idiots inside when they're leaving.", he explained. Oh WOW. Maybe we could be friends. That's something I'd think about. He unlocked the doors and I got inside.

Too late. Someone was coming outside. Jase. Ugh. "C'mon, hurry up.", I complained. "You spent so much time fooling around that I'm gonna be late.", I whined. Hopefully he has a bad sense of time. "Why you in a rush, playboy? Not 'cause Jase is coming, right?", he said, not looking at me. Crap. He saw him. "Huh? Oh! I didn't even see him! Who cares about Jase? Nobody. That's who.", I lied. "Yeah right", Red said knowingly, as he started up the car. "That's why you were staring at him tonight.", he said. What? "No, I wasn't. I was watching all the drama between you and Pastor Wright.", I defended. "After all of that, you still call him "Pastor" like he deserves a title.", Red chided. "Sorry, habit.", I said, a bit surprised. "He really pissed you off, huh?", I asked. He gave me a "No crap, genius" look. He ignored my question and said, "You were so scoping Jase out. You wanna make up.", he said plainly. What was he on?

"What are you talking about?", I said, confused as all heck. "I never looked at him tonight.", I said firmly. There was a knock. I looked up. Jase was knocking on Red's window. Red looked up, sucked his teeth and turned away. He started to back the car up. YES! "No seriously, when was I looking at Jase?", I interrogated. "When you were going in that room.", Red said simply. I was still puzzled. Was he just trying to tick me off, or was he just stupid? "When you came in, you didn't notice Jase held the door open for you. If I were him, I'd have let it slam in your face. And then you looked at him like he you hoped he'd say "Hi" or something. But then when he looked at you like he wanted to fuck you up, you tried to act like you didn't care and walked in the room with your chest out, like you were a big man and shit." What what what? When was this? I glanced at Jase when I was walking in. Where was Red getting all of this from? He really believes all that mess he said. Well, it's kind of true. But he doesn't need to know he's right. "Whatever.", I huffed. "You can act like-", he said.

"RED!"

Jase was laying on the hood of the car, banging away.

Red's face was hilarious! "What the...?", he couldn't even finish. "What the FUCK?", he regained control of his mouth. He looked down, jerked the car into park, and flung the door open. "WHAT THE FUCKING FUCKING HELL are you doing you little SHIT? You trying to get yourself killed? I'm not paying for your fucking dead body. Get blood on my shit? I'll beat your dead ass all over again!", I heard him roar.

I started giggling. Red gets SO mad. I heard Jase laugh. "OW! What the hell?", he said in amazement. The car door slammed shut. I turned. JASE! He put the car in reverse and continued backing up. What the hell was he doing? A faint squeak was all that came out of my mouth. Jase turned. "Oh. Hey Zack.", he said simply. I got it. He wanted a reaction. Wow. So all of that was an act? It drove him crazy that I didn't do or say anything? I closed my mouth, looked forward and said, "So, where we going?", calmly. He turned and looked at me, confused. I was right. He expected a rant. A "What the fuck do you think you're doing?", something. He wasn't getting what he wanted out of me.

"Zack, I'm stealing Red's car and all you want to know is where we're going?", he asked angrily. That confirmed it. And I thought I was immature. Wow, Jase wanted me to react to him. It was kind of cute. No, Jase is crazy as hell. "So...where we going?", I asked again, trying my hardest to hide my amusement with a blank face. His face changed. "I didn't know you were this cool", he said. "I thought you'd freak out.", he explained. He started to make a left. "Well, I was thinking we'd go back to my place and finally talk about what happened...you know, that day.", he said with determination.

WHOMP!

I looked up.

Red's hands were on the hood of his car, like he was the Hulk or something. What was he going to do? Lift the car up? He answered my question by pushing on the car. The car started to move back. HOLY CRAP! Red was that strong? I looked to see if Jase was moving in reverse. NO! Red was really pushing the car! "GET..", he puffed. "THE FUCK OUT!", he panted between breaths. Jase laughed and put the car in park. He opened the door and ran, looking back. He laughed. "Red, what if I ran you over?", he asked amazed. Red charged. "Oh shit!", Jase laughed. A snail had a better chance in a French kitchen. Jase went down for the count! I laughed. Then stopped. Red was pummeling him!

"Red, STOP!" I yelled, as I opened the door. I ran over. "MAKE ME LOOK FUCKING STUPID, THEN YOU COME OUT HERE LIKE IT'S A DAMN JOKE?! HUH? YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT?", Red raged as he planted fist after blow after fist in Jase's face. I tried to pull him off Jase. He'd kill him. Plain and simple. He was out. Of. Control. He turned and swung at me. His fist stopped. "Back. Off.", he vented. I stepped away. His eyes were riddled with veins. I didn't want to get fucked up. Too bad for Jase. Oops! Oh well, this is my life here. Sorry God! NO.. I couldn't let Red hurt Jase. He'd go to jail. I imagined Pastor Wright coming out and calling the cops. I stepped forward to his fist. "No.", I said. "C'mon Red, leave him alone. You're better than this. Right?", I hoped. "No..", he got up. "But I don't want to get AIDS. He wiped his fists on Jase's shirt. Holy crap. Where he wiped was red! "RED!", I yelled. I looked at Jase's face. Holy crap. Red was going to jail. No doubt about it. Jase's face was bloodied beyond...That couldn't be Jase. I took my shirt off and wiped Jase's face. I sighed. It wasn't as bad as I thought. A few bruises. It has his nose leaking everywhere. I wiped it. Jase yelled bloody hell. Red broke his nose. My eyes started getting blurry. I saw a drop land on Jase's face.

I was crying. Well...Oh, Jase, Jase, Jase. I shuddered as the tears poured out. I felt like someone had killed everyone I loved.

I bent down. "Jase, are you okay?", I prayed, hoping he wouldn't be mad at me. He opened his eyes. "Zack.", He said through cut lips. "Go away." I felt like adding another lump to his face. I purposely rubbed his nose, causing him to scream again. His face looked much better. I put my hand under his back and tried to push him up. MAN! He was heavy. Or I was weak. "Red, help me. You did this.", I spat out. Red stood there with hands folded. "He's lucky I ddn't rip his tongue out.", he said dripping with hatred. He turned around and started toward his car. Jase followed him with his eyes. Ow! I looked. Jase had yanked my shirt out of my hand. He gingerly dabbed his face. He sighed. "Go away Zack.", his muffled voice said. I wrapped my arms around him. It didn't even matter anymore. Whether anyone saw. Screw them. "No", I whispered in his ear. "I want to make sure you're okay. It's all my fault.", I confessed.

"Yeah", he agreed. "It is your fault. That shit with my mom. Turning my best friend on me. You're a fucking curse.", he finished. He punched my back. I drew back. "Get the fuck away from me", he spat. He got up. He pointed his finger in my face and got close to my face. "Tell Red, I'll see you both in court.", he hissed. He turned back towars the church. Other people were coming outside. "Hey...JASE!", Jasmine screamed. "What happened?", she screamed.

"Zack fucked my face up is what happened!", he yelled.

His voice echoed through the parking lot.

Everyone turned and looked at me. What more could I expect from Jase? Typical. They'd believe him too. And Red wouldn't-I shut everything out. I didn't want to think about this crap right now. I ran to the passenger of Red's car. I yanked open the door and jumped inside. "Let's go", I ordered, more pissed off than I can remember. "No seatbelt?", Red asked. I looked at him. What was wrong with this crazy guy? "Just drive!", I got in his face. He turned, backed up the car suddenly and veered to the left. I was thrown and landed on Red. He sped forward. Jase and Jasmine jumped out of the way. "RED!", I yelled, my voice cracking.

"I told you to wear a seatbelt", he said. "Slamming into me like that. The heck is wrong with you? And screw them. Two less idiots in the world. I wouldn't have hit 'em anyway.", he said, annoyed. "I hope that bitch gets AIDS." he spat in addition.

What the heck? My head spun. Oh wow. This night. I want to die right now. Just strike me down, God. But I better make it to heaven. After this, I deserve it.
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More updates will come tonight randomly.
 
Probably the last update for tonight; tired

So yeah, I'm glad u liked the latest installment Skittles. And sorry, I'll at leat post why I'm not updating from now on. But, anyway :wave: SKITTLES!

Here's a recap:
Red and Zack were about to drive off, when Jase came out. He tried to get Red's attention, but Red ignored him. So, Jase jumped on Red's hood. Red got out to get Jase off, when Jase somehow got around Red and into the car and started driving away. Red went ballistic and when Jase got out of the car, brutally attacked him. Zack tried to help Jase, but Jase blamed the attack on him, when his friends showed up. Now Zack is in quite a bind and we pick up as Red misses running over Jase and Jasmine.

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Silence. Well, who wanted to talk? I went over what happened. What caused Red to spazz out like that? Or maybe this was normal behavior. He was pretty rough. I shuddered as I thought about making Red that mad. I decided to take a chance and hope that he wouldn't try anything while driving, which wasn't a very good chance. "Red?", I ventured. Silence. "Red.", I said louder. "Hmmm?", he turned. "What just happened tonight?", I asked. Silence. "Hello? Red?", I pursued. I was pushing it.

"Huh? Wha?", he replied. "What was tonght all about?", I asked again. "What happened tonight?", he repeated. "Yeah. Why'd you go nuts on Jase like that?", I closed my eyes and braced myself. Nothing. I opened my eyes. He was looking forward. But not at the road. He was thinking about something. Was he feeling guilty? Remorseful? No. He was reliving some situation. He looked happy. Content. He turned suddenly and caught me looking at him. "You want to know what happened tonight?", he asked. I just looked at him, afraid this was leading up to something ugly.

Why was I even in a car with him? What if he thought about Jase and- Something in me overlooked the danger...? Oh wow. God, I prayed, just get me home safely. God, I scoffed. Did tonight really have to go so badly for me? Everything happens for a reason. God has a plan. Yeah right. More like God is sitting back, while Satan screws with me. I sighed.

Red broke into my thoughts, with, "I broke up with Jase. That's what happened." I stared at him quizically. Broke up? Oh, as friends. He turned and looked at me. "Wow. You really are gay.", he said. That stung. I hate when guys do that. Even if he is gay, if he's gonna be like that-"I'm just joking.", he said. I turned. "I was joking about you being gay.", he said looking at me, as if there was something on my face. Silence. "So...", he started. "Are you?", he finished. I looked ahead, feeling as if there were flashing neon lights and I was naked in Times Square. Shame washed over my body and coursed through my veins.

"So you are.", he said bluntly. I kept silent. "I'm kidding man. Chill out.", he encouraged. He playfully punched my shoulder. Yeah right. More silence. "So..", he started awkwardly. Why did he just shut up? Every time he opened his mouth, he looked dum. If there's one thing that can be said for me, it's I know when to shut the hell up. "What happened that day?", he asked. Was he still on that?

"Zack. I want the names of your friends. Now.", Mrs. Denizen ordered. Who did this fat pig think she was? "Zack. This woman is waiting.", Grandma piped up. Hang lower than my balls. I giggled. "Take off your apron and get out. Now.", Denizen hissed. "No, I'm sorry. I'm just laughing at how ridiculous this whole thing is. I mean you're letting two bad apples get the best of you. Going after them will just make you silly and insecure. And they're not my friends. I don't know them.", I burst. "ZACK. Give me your ap-", Denizen started. Yes, finally someone interrupting her big mouth.

"No. I agree with this young man. The police and courts would be involved. I'd like to think people who can't settle issues out of court need to go back to grade school. Besides I do have a reputation to uphold in the community, and I haven't got my hands dirty in judicial business, so why commence now? I would like a complimentary meal for my trouble, though. Something to get my mind off those delinquents.", Grandma cut in. Delinquents? People still use that word? Well, obviously her old self does. Who did this lady think she was? Talking like she's royalty and asking for free food? Denizen better let her know. Nothing's free in America, you old fuddy duddy.

"Of course, Miss Hayden.", Mrs. Denizen complied. What on earth? She knew her? Still, why was she saying-"Zack, ring up a complete order on me. Call me when you're done. And I do apologize Miss Hayden. If there's anything else I can do, let me know. Are you sure you're okay?" What a slobbering suck up! "I'm fine dearie. Just a bit shooken up. But God is good and will keep me firm.", Miss Hayden said, savoring every word. Oh boy. What a shriveled up crock. "Zack.", Mrs. Denizen said in a warning tone. "Thin. Ice.", she threatened. "Oh nonsense! I like this young man! He saved us from looking like old fools." Too late. "Very wise and insightful this one.", she touched my hand. Ugh. Get off me Granny. Mrs. Denizen finally went to the back. "Now, I'd like a chicken salad and...Danielle, what do you want?", she asked what looked like her granddaughter.

"A number two, Grandma.", she answered. I'd love to pull my pants down and give them both number twos all over their ugly faces. Okay Danielle's not ugly. As I looked at her more, I realized she's the kind of girl I'd get with, if I was straight. She's pretty hot. Nice chest too. "Ahhh. What do we have here? Danielle come here. This is Zack. Zack, this is my granddaughter, Danielle. Danielle, did you see how Zack saved us with his wise word of advice?", Miss Hayden beamed. "Yeah Yeah. But he was acting so "suspect" with that hideous meat head.", she said, disgusted. "He was a bit hard on the eyes, wasn't he?", Miss Hayden agreed.

"He..", I trailed off. I said they weren't my friends. How would it look defending him? "Nothing.", I completed. Miss Hayden rubbed my hand. "I love a working man, don't you? Danielle, ask the nice young man when his shift ends. When I met your grandfather..", she begun. I quickly rolled my eyes. Danielle laughed. "Grandma, I've heard that story before. Can me and Zack just talk?", she pleaded. "Ahh. How romantic, already he's winking and you're bashfully giggling.", she smiled. "Too be young and in love.", she sighed.

"Okay Grandma.", Danielle raised her eyebrows and make a shoo-ing motion. "I'm leaving. I'm leaving. Bring me my salad out to the car. Good bye Zack! I hope to see more of you soon!", she chimed as she left. "Finally.", Danielle sighed. "Okay fag. What was that hottie's name?" WHAT THE HELL?

"Zack, Zack..." I turned. Red. I was in his car. "You still mad at me?", he asked. I looked at him confused. "Mad? For wha-", I trailed off. The night's events shot through my mind. "Yeah, I mad!", I spit and turned to the road. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I feel like crap.", he offered. "You do? Well, that's something.", I mumbled. "Not about Jase. You. Whenever I talk to you, you ignore me, or you're not here. Is Jase in my car, or Zack? What's with you? You don't like me? I'm not Jase, huh?", he asked. What did Jase have to do with anything? "So, what happened that day, damn it?", he changed the subject. "Nothing really. I still have my job.", I said lamely.

"You still don't want to answer me.", Red said, annoyed. "That's okay. You can tell me all about if after you quit.", he said simply. Who did this guy think he was. "Yeah right", I rolled my eyes. "I can't wait to get home and forget you, Jase and the lawsuit. Oh yeah. Did I mention Jase said he's gonna see us in court? He also told everyone I beat him up. Really great huh? Huh, Red?", I shot at him. He was silent. He turned off the ignition. "Hurry up, I gotta go.", he said. "Thanks for a great time tonight. I really enjoyed having my life ruined.", I said as I got out of the car. We were in the Burger King parking lot. What the what? I turned to Red. "Hurry up and tell that bitch you quit. I gotta job for you anyway. Come on. Go. You want me to come with you? Fine.", he started to get out of the car.

I was so mad I couldn't speak. I looked up at the sky, gripped the door siding and sighed. Tonight wasn't enough, was it? Now this, huh? But you have a plan, right? I stuck a middle finger towards the sky. "Just kill me now.", I mumbled.
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Sorry it was short and pretty crappy, but I'm zoning in and out right now. But there will be updates tommorow. So, I hope you stick with me, as this is going somewhere. Until then, my friends!
 
Wow, Ally.

That was a LOT of anger and angst and hurt and love(?!) all rolled up in one. The "horrormoan" years; ain't life grand?!

My head is spinning, and I'm just a bystander from a "safe" distance.

Welcome back, hope things settle down a little for you.
Take care of yourself.

Looking forward to the next chapter, whenever you have an opportunity to let it ferment in your mind, and you have the time to spend putting it to electronic paper.

But, like I said before, your Real World takes precedence.

Thanks, again.
 
And now, for my second update. See, I almost did last night what I did the post before - I caught up to your post late, almost stayed up to read it, but I was starting to nod, so I went to bed, so I could read your chapter when I was awake and more alert. When I opended Firefox, it dutifully restored my previously cached settings - without the benefit of a refresh, of course. So, I didn't know I was looking at a double header this morning! You snuck in and posted the new installment a couple of hours after I headed off to la la land. You were just too fast for me to get in under the wire that time!

On to the most recent post - it was a good continuation of the previous. I didn't find it crappy at all - other than where they find themselves at the moment.

Our poor protagonist still doesn't understand what Red has been trying to tell him, in his own, macho way.

But, there has been a lot going on when Red's around. Mass mayhem among other things.

That'a a Helluva way to break up with someone. Jase must have done something extra special to piss him off that much. Or is it really just Zack's innocent puppy eyed crush in the making for Jase? Maybe not so innocent. I may have to re-read from the beginning. You were doing a good job of keeping me totally off balance early on.

Well, you've got me firmly hooked, in any event.
Skittles isn't your ownly firm follower - just a question of hours in the day, and shit happening in our real lives, too.

Take care of yourself. Do well in school. I didn't pay enough attention the first time I went - my 30+hour/week parttime job and social life were more important - cost me later in life. Take the time to do it right. That's YOUR job, right now. Let this old fart's school of hard knocks education help you keep from falling into the trap I did.
Pay the price now, so you can reap the rewards, including time to yourself, later.

Take care. I look forward to the next installment, at an appropriate time for you.
 
WOW, I cant believe he beat Jase up! I still want to know what this Job is!

And I really do enjoy your writing style. Its more natural. It feels like more like I'm watching a movie than reading. I enjoy that.
 
I LOVE this story! Your writing style is unique, fresh, immediate. The characters are larger than life ... Red is ... who??? I don't have the story figured out, but that's probably the way you want it.

Take care & write when you have time. I'm another real fan!!!
 
Hi guys, oh WOW, it's been ages. I've been swamped with school, since my last update (Sept. 20th...SHEESH!) and it seems like there was an exam every week O.O

But yeah, another factor was I forgot about this site GASP!

I know, I know...anyway, I'll try to reflow the juices in my cranium and get an update going this week...

funny how the guy Jase is based on, came back into my life during my abscence, but recently left again... >.<

Anyway, sorry, but I've been really good, hope you're all all and Skittles that your situation is better and Don, that you're ready for my next update...

and I see that my post about not being able to update to school, never made it...I'm SURE I made it, guess I should've checked...has happened before...anyway, hope you guys can forgive me...I wouldn't...and I'll be back this week.

Crap, it's been a lifetime >.< Again, really sorry
 
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