Hey guys, first time writing a story here. It’s kinda a love story with a few sex scenes in it. Excuse my punctuation, grammar and some little mistakes. I don't really proof read. Never liked it. I should really start doing it. But I just hate it for some reason. Here goes...
Part 1
“Yeah, I can’t sit next to you.”
Those words rang through my head a few times before they’re meaning registered. At that exact moment I felt nothing; no emotions. Just a few minutes ago we were fine. Then I felt a thousand eyes on me, I was put in the spotlight. He’d even said that ‘he wanted to sit next to me’ - direct quote. I finally had that glimmer of hope, that feeling. But now those feelings are just flooded with darkness. It was kind of awkward at first. We kept giving each other glances and smiling. He was about to say something but then would hesitate and just look towards the front. He just left, after everyone looked at us, he got up and sat somewhere else. This hurt me like nothing else. I just wanted to be friends.
“Jake!”
My English teacher's voice cracked like a whip and brought twenty-four hours forward back into reality. Yeah, I was still thinking about him. Why I asked myself but there’s no time to form an answer. I look up at my teacher who was looking down upon me like an eagle preparing to swoop in on its prey.
“Come up here.”
I looked around like a stunned mullet. I wasn’t paying attention. We were doing something about creative writing but I had no idea what. I looked towards the front, Alex, the guy that turned his back on me was standing there next to the teacher; looking confident as always. Grudgingly, I got up from my seat and trudged towards the front. I can hear snickers follow my footsteps but I hardly notice it.
“So gentlemen,” my teacher continued. “As you know, we’re developing your creative writing skills today. So Alex and Jake, may you tell the class some topics or concepts that are interesting for you?”
Alex smiled and showed the charm he was so good at. He grinned at some of his friends then looked over at me briefly.
“How about... Self-Identity?” Alex said, throwing that smile again.
I gazed at him coldly.
“Betrayal.” I said directing all my words towards him.
Alex started to realise what I was on about. He stuttered.
“Misunderstanding?” he replied with uncertainty in his voice.
Alex frowned. He looked over at me and I can see my reflection in those big golden brown eyes. I almost wanted to just hug him. The expression in his eyes was so sincere. But instead, I continued to gaze at him coldly.
“Deception,” I uttered.
“Regret -”
“- Dishonesty,” I cut him off, throwing daggers at him.
Alex paused.
“...Secret”
“Disappointment”
It became a battle of words. No one said anything. They had no idea what’s going on but they knew the tension between me and Alex was high. Not even the teacher interjected. The atmosphere in the room became tense. There was complete silence. Alex looked very taken back now. He looked uncomfortable.
“Jake, I’m -” Alex whispered weakly.
But once again, he was interrupted this time by the bell. I immediately scooped up my things. I had to get out of there. The tension was too powerful. As I was leaving I turned around, looked directly into Alex’s eyes and uttered one word.
“Hurt”
Alex kept his distance from me for the rest of the day. What a jerk. He glanced at me once or twice during the day but apart from that, nothing else was said. School is the same as usual. Senior year. It's pretty chaotic because we’re so close to the end of high school. Of course we must have all these exams first. Gee, I’m so looking forward to them.
I walked home feeling pretty down. Nothing has been going my way. Ever since the beginning of high school. It was just downhill from there. As I was discovering more of myself, I realised I was into guys - a lot. Everyone at school knows I’m gay... I think. I don’t show it, I don’t even act feminine. Everyone hates me, I really don’t know why. I think I just faded into the background and eventually no one noticed me. Being alone was kinda normal for me. In year ten people began noticing me because the “jocks” decided I was their new ball they were going to kick around. But don’t worry unlike some people, I know how to stand up for myself.
Fast forward two years and here I am the same as always. I’m still alone. I don’t mind it but it gets miserable sometimes. My mother always said “it's better to be alone, than in bad company.” I look all right, not “hot” definitely. Messy brown hair which is usually spiked up; sticking in every direction and light blue eyes with a set of dimples. My body is not muscular and bulky, just fit. I like staying healthy. I’m 5”9 and No, I don’t play sport. Just the occasional swim or jog to keep my fitness up. Just sort of your average everyday senior high schooler.
My life is pretty boring to say the least. It’s just like a routine to me now. Wake up, go school, go home, do homework, go sleep. I hardly go out mainly because I got no one to go with. Oh and, I live with my Aunt. My parents passed away when I started high school. Car accident. I don't really like to talk about it. My aunt’s never around though, all those business trips to keep up with her co-owned company. It keeps us going though so I don’t mind it.
I opened the door to my three story house to see a note - ‘Jake, I’m on another trip. This is a long one, about a week and a half or so. There’s food in the fridge and I deposited money in your bank account. I’ll bring back something nice. Auntie Carol.’ No surprise there. I went to my room, got changed and thought about Alex. I have to get over him. He’s straight. It was that simple. However, there’s also something else going on in my mind besides that. Tomorrow there will be new people entering the school. Around 30-ish. Apparently one of the local school nearby closed down. Maybe there will be some hot guy to keep me occupied?
To be continued...
We Were Meant to Be
Part 1
“Yeah, I can’t sit next to you.”
Those words rang through my head a few times before they’re meaning registered. At that exact moment I felt nothing; no emotions. Just a few minutes ago we were fine. Then I felt a thousand eyes on me, I was put in the spotlight. He’d even said that ‘he wanted to sit next to me’ - direct quote. I finally had that glimmer of hope, that feeling. But now those feelings are just flooded with darkness. It was kind of awkward at first. We kept giving each other glances and smiling. He was about to say something but then would hesitate and just look towards the front. He just left, after everyone looked at us, he got up and sat somewhere else. This hurt me like nothing else. I just wanted to be friends.
“Jake!”
My English teacher's voice cracked like a whip and brought twenty-four hours forward back into reality. Yeah, I was still thinking about him. Why I asked myself but there’s no time to form an answer. I look up at my teacher who was looking down upon me like an eagle preparing to swoop in on its prey.
“Come up here.”
I looked around like a stunned mullet. I wasn’t paying attention. We were doing something about creative writing but I had no idea what. I looked towards the front, Alex, the guy that turned his back on me was standing there next to the teacher; looking confident as always. Grudgingly, I got up from my seat and trudged towards the front. I can hear snickers follow my footsteps but I hardly notice it.
“So gentlemen,” my teacher continued. “As you know, we’re developing your creative writing skills today. So Alex and Jake, may you tell the class some topics or concepts that are interesting for you?”
Alex smiled and showed the charm he was so good at. He grinned at some of his friends then looked over at me briefly.
“How about... Self-Identity?” Alex said, throwing that smile again.
I gazed at him coldly.
“Betrayal.” I said directing all my words towards him.
Alex started to realise what I was on about. He stuttered.
“Misunderstanding?” he replied with uncertainty in his voice.
Alex frowned. He looked over at me and I can see my reflection in those big golden brown eyes. I almost wanted to just hug him. The expression in his eyes was so sincere. But instead, I continued to gaze at him coldly.
“Deception,” I uttered.
“Regret -”
“- Dishonesty,” I cut him off, throwing daggers at him.
Alex paused.
“...Secret”
“Disappointment”
It became a battle of words. No one said anything. They had no idea what’s going on but they knew the tension between me and Alex was high. Not even the teacher interjected. The atmosphere in the room became tense. There was complete silence. Alex looked very taken back now. He looked uncomfortable.
“Jake, I’m -” Alex whispered weakly.
But once again, he was interrupted this time by the bell. I immediately scooped up my things. I had to get out of there. The tension was too powerful. As I was leaving I turned around, looked directly into Alex’s eyes and uttered one word.
“Hurt”
*****
Alex kept his distance from me for the rest of the day. What a jerk. He glanced at me once or twice during the day but apart from that, nothing else was said. School is the same as usual. Senior year. It's pretty chaotic because we’re so close to the end of high school. Of course we must have all these exams first. Gee, I’m so looking forward to them.
I walked home feeling pretty down. Nothing has been going my way. Ever since the beginning of high school. It was just downhill from there. As I was discovering more of myself, I realised I was into guys - a lot. Everyone at school knows I’m gay... I think. I don’t show it, I don’t even act feminine. Everyone hates me, I really don’t know why. I think I just faded into the background and eventually no one noticed me. Being alone was kinda normal for me. In year ten people began noticing me because the “jocks” decided I was their new ball they were going to kick around. But don’t worry unlike some people, I know how to stand up for myself.
Fast forward two years and here I am the same as always. I’m still alone. I don’t mind it but it gets miserable sometimes. My mother always said “it's better to be alone, than in bad company.” I look all right, not “hot” definitely. Messy brown hair which is usually spiked up; sticking in every direction and light blue eyes with a set of dimples. My body is not muscular and bulky, just fit. I like staying healthy. I’m 5”9 and No, I don’t play sport. Just the occasional swim or jog to keep my fitness up. Just sort of your average everyday senior high schooler.
My life is pretty boring to say the least. It’s just like a routine to me now. Wake up, go school, go home, do homework, go sleep. I hardly go out mainly because I got no one to go with. Oh and, I live with my Aunt. My parents passed away when I started high school. Car accident. I don't really like to talk about it. My aunt’s never around though, all those business trips to keep up with her co-owned company. It keeps us going though so I don’t mind it.
I opened the door to my three story house to see a note - ‘Jake, I’m on another trip. This is a long one, about a week and a half or so. There’s food in the fridge and I deposited money in your bank account. I’ll bring back something nice. Auntie Carol.’ No surprise there. I went to my room, got changed and thought about Alex. I have to get over him. He’s straight. It was that simple. However, there’s also something else going on in my mind besides that. Tomorrow there will be new people entering the school. Around 30-ish. Apparently one of the local school nearby closed down. Maybe there will be some hot guy to keep me occupied?
To be continued...
