White Reflection

[FameMonster]

Hey guys,
This is my first story. Just something that has been running through my mind for quite some time. If you guys are looking for a sex story, then stop reading right now. Don't waste your time. This story is not like that. There will be sex, but it's gonna take some time.

And oh yeah, my English isn't that good. So I'm sorry for that. Hope you guys won't mind and enjoy the story!

Prologue​

I would like to tell you that this story will have a happy ending. I'm gonna tell you now this won't happen.

My skin was red, irritated, when I started what I had done so many times already. I pushed deeper and the familiar red line appeared. The feeling came rushing to the surface, the feeling that I couldn't cry. An invisible hand strangling me, holding back every form of emotion.

The red became more and more. It pulsed out of my arm and dripped on the floor. Like so many times before, I didn't feel the pain anymore if I continued long enough.

The red on the floor became more and more and something tickled my cheek. I brought my good arm to my face, to discover that I was crying right now.

I seeing those tears was like waking up from intoxication. I looked at my arm, frightened now, and I knew I wasn't gonna make it.

Oh God, please let it be over now, I thought. Together with my tears, the pain set in and I felt like I was dying. My arm was burning and I felt every single cut, representing every mistake I had ever made. Tears kept on filling my eyes.

Again, I would like to tell you that this will be a happy story with a nice ending, this will not happen.
This is my story.

Chapter One: The Beginning.​

I rushed home after school, hopefully I wasn't late. I threw my bike in the garage and started running to my room. I saw my mom looking at me when I rushed by.

“Not now, I'm almost late,” I yelled over my shoulder. In my room I threw my backpack in the corner and searched, almost desperate, for the remote control. Luckily it hadn't started yet.

My entertainment, my safe place, and above all, my distraction. The Hills.

I know, I know, guys shouldn't watch programs like this (you don't wanna hear the comments I got when people found out that I liked Laguna Beach). But still, it felt amazing to escape all the misery and drama that followed me. And focus on the lives from Lauren, Audrina, Whitney and Heidi.

When the commercials started, I went downstairs. “Hey mom, what's up?”I asked after I gave her a hug. “How was your day?”

“Hi sweetheart, my day was kinda uneventful, I did the groceries this morning and this afternoon I went to visit Anna.”

I ignored the last part, “you want some tea?”

Mom sighed, “Daniël, I've been very reluctant but I wanna know what happened. And so does Anna!”

I turned my back on her, she was out of line and she knew it. This subject was strictly off limits. “Sweetie, I know you and Alex aren't friends anymore, but can we please know why?”

I clenched my jaws and mom continued. “You and Alex were practically family; you don't break that kind of friendship easily. What happened?”

While she was saying this I didn't know how to feel anymore, if I was upset or angry. I picked the last one.

“Nothing happened, ok?” I said the words as convincing as possible. “We're just not friends anymore. That's it.”

“But what if you guys talked? Anna says Alex is miserable and I am worried about you.” She put her hand on my shoulder.

I don't know why, but this gesture pissed me off, just like every word she said. And I exploded.

“Why don't you just mind your own business? Why don't you just shut up? I told you NOTHING HAPPENED. If Alex is miserable it's his own fault! I don't care! We're just not friends anymore. Never!

I shook off her arm and turned to her again. She looked upset and tears started filling her eyes. I know, I was rude and I should apologize. But I was too angry to feel sorry for her. She started this. I was so not feeling this right now. Typical, my whole day ruined thanks to mom.

So I sighed, and walked away. Commercials should be over by now.

After that 20 minutes heaven on earth with The Hills it was time to turn back to my own reality. Which meant I had to apologize for everything I said.

I really started feeling guilty when I saw mom on the couch. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. I didn't know how to start so I just sat next to her without saying anything.

After a while I just blurted out everything that was on my mind.

“Mom, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry, but nothing happened between Alex and me. We just...” I was looking for the right words. “Had a disagreement and it kinda escalated? I'd rather not talk about it anymore, OK?”

She didn't say anything but she gave me a hug. Which meant that everything was ok. I bet she realized that there was so much more going on than just 'a disagreement' but she let go of the subject. Thank God.

That night I cried myself to sleep, over the boy that made my life more beautiful than ever before, but at the same time, took away everything I possessed. The boy that learned me how to love, and how to hate. The boy for whom I would sacrifice everything, just to find out that it was useless.
Alex.

To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

FameMonster,

Welcome to the story forum. Your story has quite a foreboding and dark quality which draws a person in. Not sure whether to continue reading, but not being able to stop. Sex is not always a requirement for the forum and sometimes it is a relief to read about the deeper emotions someone like Daniel is going through. It will be interesting to see where your story takes us. Thank you for sharing.

Craiger

 

[FameMonster]

Chapter 2: The Brotherhood​

*1 year earlier.

Bzzzzz, bzzzz. My alarm rang, or actually my old cellphone that I used as an alarm. The entire holiday I didn't have to listen to that annoying sound but the first time right now already bugged me as much as always. Sighing I took the buzzing thing from my nightstand and pressed snooze.

Aaww the first day of school and of course I've slept badly. I wasn't used to go to sleep at 23 'o clock anymore so it was like three before I finally felt tired enough to go to bed. And now it was way too early to get up. But I knew I had to otherwise I would fall asleep again. Which, I had to admit, was tempting.

Just when I got dressed, my mom came into my room, more enthusiastic then you can expect on such an early morning.

“Hiiii sweetheart, I thought I should come and check if you really got out of bed. You shouldn't sleep in on your first day school”

And it went on and on. I was too tired to listen. But it was unbelievable to see how much energy she had in the morning.

I know, it's sweet from her to check on me, but I'm not good company in the morning, I'm a night owl. I need to be awake to be polite to people, and right now I wasn't awake.
Seriously, why would she come into my room? I wasn't retarded. I know how to set the timer from my alarm, come on.
I knew she would make a scene if I was rude now. But, she ought to know me, right? Well, she should know that I like to be alone in the morning then.

After a lot of fake smiling and sarcasm. She went to bed again. FINALLY, peace and silence.
Great, my hair wouldn't cooperate with me today. I had a feeling this day was going to be hard. I could go back to sleep right now, I should. But knowing my parents, they wouldn't be happy with me if I did.

During my breakfast I thought about the new classes I was attending. I was kinda excited to see everyone again. But I missed my holiday already.

One thing I didn't miss was the Brotherhood, the most popular clique at our school.

Wesley, well everybody called him Wes, was the best swimmer from our year and you could definitely tell from his hot body. He was tall and muscular but not too beefy. He was a redhead who made him easy to recognize, but he stood out because of his attitude. He was so full of himself, I thought his head was gonna explode sometimes.

Second, there was Paul. He was the real deal player. He had blond hair which looked like gold in the sun. Paul was less muscular than Wes but he had the cutest face ever to make up for it. He knew how to get what he wanted and he played everything and everyone to get it.

The third one was Taylor, he was a bit smaller than Wes and Paul but where he lacked in length, he made up with muscle. He was way more muscular than Paul and Wes.
Taylor had a slightly darker skin color than the rest of them, so he looked really tan, like always. It made him look exotic. He didn't follow his dick like Paul and he wasn't as arrogant as Wes. He was, I guess you could say the silent one. He observed and listened, and he knew everything about everyone. His short, black hair, made him look really cute though.

And last but not least. The devil took his human form in Alex, the leader of the Brotherhood. He was everything that every boy wanted to be, and every girl wanted to be with. He had long brown curly hair and it was like the perfect, out of bed look. Then, there was his body. A body to die for, like seriously. Alex was the most perfect one of them all. That's why he was their leader I guess.

They are like teen royalty at our school. People worshipped them.
Almost every girl was crazy about them and even all the boys wanted to be friends with them. Because if a boy was friends with the Brotherhood, every girl would love to date him in order to get closer to Alex, Paul, Taylor or Wes.

And then that stupid name of them, ''the Brotherhood'' seriously, how lame is that? They have that name for as long as I remember them. They grew up together, and spent all of their time together. They weren't real brothers, but just about as close as real brothers can get. Or even closer.

There are even rumors that they slept in the same bed, and even made out with each other. Another rumor was that Paul was the son of Justin Timberlake so I didn't believe any of that shit. But I had to admit. The idea of Taylor and Alex kissing was really hot.

I couldn't stand the Brotherhood. They were like such obnoxious, rich, jocks. Okay, really sexy obnoxious, rich jocks but still. I couldn't understand how anyone could stand being within ten feet away from them. Yeah they are so smoking hot and all, but seriously, their personalities probably sucked.

I belonged to the small clique who didn't care for popularity. I just don't see the point in trying so hard to make a good impression on people you probably won't ever see again after high school. I loved my friends and I couldn't be happier.
We all had in common that none of us craved for popularity or fame. I'd rather die than become a mindless zombie following the Brotherhood. Sorry I was born with a brain.

Ok, I admit, this kinda made me a social pariah but I couldn't care less. I don't mind getting in someone's face and I made it obvious that I thought all admirers and fans and whatever were desperate and pathetic. And that meant that I had almost 98 percent of the school against me. But whatever, I'd survive. I had my friends.

Thinking about my friends made me realize that I had missed them so much this summer, especially Amanda. She spent the entire summer in Italy and I hadn't seen her. We had math today, 7th period, which meant a perfect opportunity to catch up.

After my breakfast I went to school, wow I even found a good parking place, maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all. Yeah right, dream on!

During P.E. Today I got hit on my head with volleyball. I knew who did it; the girl was a sucker for attention, stupid airhead. Well, if it's attention you want, it attention you'll get. So I started yelling and cursing at her, and then Coach got mad at me. So he and I got into an argument.

I don't have any problems admitting I am wrong, when I am actually wrong. And today I was right, and then Coach Matthews wanted me to apologize? Hell no

That being said, maybe coach was right to send me to detention. My words to him were better not to be repeated. I was rude to him, but still, he chose her side so I had every right to get upset.

I was excited for 7th period; I couldn't wait for Amanda's stories. Italy ought to be an amazing country but I've never been there.

“Hey pretty girl!” I yelled when I saw Amanda waiting for me outside the classroom. “Come here and give me a hug!”

“OMG Dannyyyyyyy” she yelled with her high-pitched voice. “You look so good, I haven't seen you in like forever, how was your summer?” She hugged me tight.

“Lame, I worked most of the time, but Blackberry here I come. How was your summer? Tell me everything!”

“Italy was great” she said “the weather was good and the view was like amazing! It's like looking at a painting the whole time, I have so much pictures you like have to see and...”

“So sorry to interrupt your little get-together over here, but class is starting and it just wouldn't be the same without my favorite students.” a voice came from behind.
It was Mr. Brown, our math teacher. It was nice seeing him again, he was a really good teacher, math was almost fun with him. I liked him.

“Hi sir, how was your summer?” Amanda asked.

“Good to see you Amanda, come on, get in. Otherwise I'll start class without you.”

The whole period Amanda told me stories from Italy. I couldn't stop laughing when she told me an Italian guy had a crush on her because of her long hair.

“And then he tried to kiss me in the middle of the room. And I was like, wtf are you doing? And he was like, trying again. So I like pushed him away. And luckily Brandi and Rebecca came into the room to like save me. It was like, so awkward. After that I didn't like answer any of his phone calls in like ever. It was like, so not cool.”

Oh my god, I really missed Amanda, the way she talked, with ''like'' in almost every sentence and her high-pitched voice when she was enthusiastic, the way she moved her long blond hair while she was talking. And her sense of humor was definitely something I missed. We have the same kind of humor and I'm laughing ninety percent of the time I spend with her. She's really amazing.

After the school day was over, I went to the janitor to ask where I needed to be for detention. He told me the third floor. I sighed, this was not gonna be fun. And I was still mad at our stupid coach, seriously. Detention at the first day of school? What kind of asshole would do that?

The classroom was empty, apart from me and Coach Matthews that is. I glared at him while I took a seat. I got my iPod out of my backpack to watch a movie but of course the coach wanted me to be as miserable as I could in here.

“No iPods, iPhones or cellphones allowed here.” He said with a grin. “Why don't you start with your homework?”

I glared at him again, but if I refused to listen right now I would probably be here till tomorrow. So I grabbed my books and started math without any objection, the sooner I was outta here, the better.

“Welcome to detention, take a seat” I heard coach Matthews say and I looked at him. He looked at the door so I followed his gaze.

Alex was standing in the doorway, all alone without his usual fan club. Damn, he looked so hot. He really grew up this summer and I really noticed. I guess he worked out more, and he was really tan. Omg, he was so sexy.

But detention with the leader of the Brotherhood, could coach Matthews torment me more? I was really doubting it.

Alex went to sit next to me while the coach repeated that iPods and cellphones and etc. were off limits After that he was gonna get some coffee. He threatened at what would happen if we weren't in this room anymore if he came back, and I noticed he only looked at me. So unfair. My mood didn't get any better and my hatred for this two people grew.

“Hey, can I borrow a pencil?” The voice came from my left.
I glared at Alex. That he even had the guts to ask me for something, he had his slaves for that.

“No” was my short answer and I focused on math again.

He chuckled. “You know, it's really unfair to judge people when you don't know them.”

“Ow please” I said with eyes still on my book. I didn't wanna get distracted by his hot body right now. “I know your type well enough.”

He chuckled again, “I doubt that, you don't know me at all. But I know you.” He sounded serious right now.

“Oh great, should I be honored that the leader of the Brotherhood knows my name?” I asked sarcastically. I finally looked at him. “I have never met someone who is so full of himself, as you are. Seriously, not impressed! Get over yourself, you're not that special.”

He isn't, I tried to convince myself. He just has the most gorgeous body I have ever seen but he isn't special, like at all!

He continued as if he'd never heard me. “Your name is Daniël, you are 18 years old, you're gay. You love Lauren Conrad, you don't have any brothers or sisters, you hate lies, and...” He chuckled again. “You can't stand the Brotherhood.”

“You mind if I borrow your cellphone? I wanna call the emergency number to report a stalker.” I said as coldly as I could. Damn, he was so hot, but how did he know all those things about me?

Coach Matthews came in with a cup of coffee and Alex didn't say a thing to me anymore. But I was wondering, how did he know all those things about me? I shouldn't care but still I did. Why did he even bother if he knew I didn't like him and his so called ''brothers'' ?

“Alex, get your books and start with your homework!” Coach said.

“Yes sir” was Alex' response. I looked from the corner of my eye, he grabbed his math too and he opened his case for a pen.

Wait, I thought, if he has a pen, why would he ask me for one?

After 45 minutes Coach Matthews let us go, finally. I threw my books in my backpack and run out of the classroom resisting the urge to look at Alex.

I went to my locker, holy shit it was late. The school was almost empty and the janitor was busy cleaning. Alex walked by and shot a glance at me, but I looked away without meeting his eyes.

After him, three girls came walking into the hallway, the same direction where Alex came from. They were obviously his fans or slaves or whatever you'd like to call them. They didn't look at me, like at all and walked by. Laughing and talking, obviously chasing Alex

That bothered me, seriously he wasn't that special. He and his stupid brotherhood could go jump off a cliff. From pure frustration I hit my locker and walked towards the parking lot. Finally free for today.

That night, Alex never left my mind. Why would he want a pencil from me if he had his own? And more important, how did he knew so much about me? I sighed, what did Alex want from me?


To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

Hey FameMonster,

Glad to see another chapter. Interesting that Danny, with his utter dislike of school cliques, especially the Brotherhood, would end up in detention with Alex. You capture the angst of a young teen well. Something tells me, however, that this is the beginning of some type of relationship between the two that will eventually lead to the big disagreement. I look forward to reading more.

Craiger

 

[____]

FM, this is probably the most interesting story I've read in a while. Please don't take too long with the next part !

 

[FameMonster]

Chapter 3: Unexpected Surprise​

The first week passed so fast and nothing special happened.
After that afternoon in detention, he ignored me and I ignored him. But I thought of him, a lot. Frustrated with him for being so cryptic, what the heck did he want from me? And frustrated with myself for thinking so much about Alex.

But I couldn't help it, it's like my thoughts were drawn to him. And I saw him at school a lot, surrounded by his people but still I saw him, so I thought about him.

When I told my story from detention to Mike, he reacted the same way I did. It was Friday afternoon and the weather was great, so we walked to the park.

“Well ok, it happened like this. We were both in detention and then the coach from hell” (I was still pissed at Coach Matthews) “went to get some coffee. And then Alex started with all of his bullshit, like can I borrow a pencil, I know who you are blah blah blah.”

“Okay, that is like really random. What did he say exactly?”

“I know, right. He started with can I borrow a pencil, but it turned out he had them in his backpack, so why would he bother me with it? And then it became like weird because he started saying, yeah I know who you are Daniël, you're gay and you don't have any brothers or sisters and bullshit like that.”

“Whaaaaat? That is like so sick, how did he know all those things?” Mike asked, confused.

“I don't know, that's the point! His ''fans'' couldn't have told him because they couldn't care less for me. And you guys would never tell him.”

“Never” Mike agreed, “Not to that stupid, selfish douche bag.”

That kinda felt like a relieve. I knew they wouldn't like tell anyone of the Brotherhood about me, but still. I didn't know for sure until now.

“So, I guess he got it from Taylor or something, Taylor knows everything about every single person in our school and I don't even wanna know how he gets his information.”

“Hmmmm yeah I guess, but it's like, really freaky. Keep your guard up with him.”

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him. “Do you think I ever want to talk to Alex again? Like, hell no. There’s no reason to keep my guard up because there isn't even gonna be another conversation.”

Mike grinned, “Okay, good. So, what are your plans for this weekend?” He asked, changing the subject.

“Oh dude, nothing. I'm gonna sleep most of the time probably. AND...” Now I started to get really excited. “I'm gonna buy my Blackberry!”

“Omg, really? That is so cool, which one is it gonna be?”

“The Blackberry Curve 8520 White” I said proud. I worked all summer to get the money I needed, and now I finally had it. I was so excited.

“Wow, dude that is sick! I'm so excited for you, show me when you have it okay?” Mike grinned.

“Of course, but I gotta go. I promised mom I would make dinner tonight. So I need to figure out what I'm gonna make, buy it, and cook it.”

Mike started laughing, “You and cooking? Okay if your parents are dead within 24 hours you know the cause.”

I laughed and playfully punished him against his shoulder. “You're such an ass. But talk to you soon, Kay?”

“Alright, bye!” Mike grabbed his backpack and walked to his car.
When I got to mine, I decided to make pasta with fish. But I needed to buy it first.

In the store I didn't knew what fish to buy. They had so much and how was I supposed to know what tasted good with pasta? I liked salmon, my parents like salmon. So I decided to play it safe. If it didn't taste good, they'd tell me.

At home I unloaded the groceries and I couldn't stop thinking about that amazing Blackberry I was gonna buy tomorrow. It was so cool. I could post tweets or check my mail like everywhere. I really couldn't wait.

It was half past five, which meant my parents didn't came home in at least one hour. So I covered the fish with marinade and filled a pan with water for the pasta. I needed to wait until it boiled, which meant a lot of time to think. As often happened, my mind went straight to Alex.

I sighed, why did I think about that guy so much? He was just another popular, rich kid. But why did he know so much about me? How did he find out?

Did he like me? No of course not, he was straight. Did he need something from me? I wouldn't know what. Why was he acting that way? No fucking idea.
My head filled with questions like this when I prepared dinner, and set the table. Frustrated with him and with myself again.

That night, nothing special happened, my parents got home from work, my mom was relieved that I didn't forgot to make dinner and my dad asked if I had any plans this weekend.

That night I couldn't sleep. Alex disappeared from my thoughts and the Blackberry was my number one priority. I was so excited!
When I finally fell asleep it felt like I just closed my eyes when my alarm rang. It was half past eight, the store opened in half an hour.

I brushed my teeth, rushed towards the shower and after I got ready, I ran downstairs. Breakfast? Nope, no time, it was 9 'o clock already.

In the store I was the only customer. I walked to the cellphones in the showcase instead of going to the counter to get my phone at once. They had so much nice phones and so many Blackberry's so I wanted to make sure I bought the right one. Then I heard a familiar voice.

“Looking for a Blackberry?”
I turned around, Alex was standing there, smiling.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, more amazed then angry.

“Working” he said. “Soooo, you're just looking, or did you plan on actually buying one?” still smiling.

I was surprised to say the least. I didn't know he was working here. Thought that he was a spoiled brat actually and very rich if I should believe the rumors

“Uuhm, buying one. The..” He didn't let me finish

His smile became bigger. “Blackberry Curve 8520.” He looked at the door which said employees only, “White.” He turned back to me “I've kept one in the back for you.”

I didn't understand him, I was confused. “Wwwhat?” How did he know what phone I wanted? I hadn't pointed it out or anything.

“You're pretty lucky you know, the last one was sold yesterday. Good that I've kept one for you.”

I needed some time to realize what he was saying. But when I fully understood, I wondered. “Why would you do that?”

He shrugged, “Why not? Come on to the counter, I'll grab the phone for ya.”

He disappeared through the employees’ only-door and came back with a white box. A shot of adrenaline went through me. My Blackberry.

Alex opened the box and putted it on the counter. “So here's your manual, CD with software, warranty, charger, battery.” he showed everything when he named it.

“And of course, the Blackberry itself.” He smiled again and gave me the phone. It felt so good. Mine, my own, I saved money for this all summer and now it was finally there.

He started laughing when he saw my face and I couldn't help joining him. He was cute when he laughed. I didn't know where to look, the phone or him.

“Sooo, seen everything?” he asked. Omg, did I just stare at him? Did he realize it? Busted!

“What do you mean?”

“The phone, happy? Is this what you want?” he was still laughing.

I relaxed, the phone. Phew, that was close.

“Yes of course!” This phone was so amazing! I couldn't wait to get home and read everything and use the Blackberry. It was so sick to go online whenever I wanted, any place I wanted.

He putted everything in the box again and I paid.

“And here you go.” he putted the box and a bag and handed it over to me. “Have fun with it!”

“Thank you, I will. And thanks for holding it back for me.” I added

“No problem.” He winked and my stomach felt weird.

When I walked out the store I realized I just talked with Alex over more than 20 minutes, without feeling any irritation or resentment towards him. If you looked at him outside his Brotherhood and popular status, he was actually kinda nice. And hot, don't forget that one.

At home I unpacked my new Blackberry, it was so beautiful, and totally mine! I worked for it, wanted it the entire summer, and now I finally had it. With special thanks to Alex of course.

When I admired my Blackberry I started to look for the receipt, just in case anything went wrong.
With the receipt I found a handwritten note with a cellphone number on it and something written under it.

Hope you enjoy your phone!

Xo Alex

A warm feeling rushed through me and I couldn't help but smiling.


To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

Oh, oh! Alex is certainly coming on strong and Daniel is finally warming up to him a little. Sometimes we tend to forget that the individual, without his other clique members, can really be a nice and caring person. It seems that when the others are around they change their stripes in order to fit in with the group. Knowing from your prologue, Daniel will use that phone number and call Alex. The beginning of a friendship is near. Thanks, FameMonster, I look forward to the next chapter.

Craiger

 

[FameMonster]

Hey guys,
Here's another update on my story. But I get the impression that not that much people like it, so let me know what you think because if you guys don't like it. Well then I could better stop writing, right?

Chapter 4: For better or worse​

I had my Blackberry just over a week right now and I seriously couldn't live without it anymore. And Amanda and Mike liked my phone as well. They often wanted to use it for the Internet.
That was the reason I didn't do anything with Alex' number.

You see, I wanted to add it and thank him for his help, but I couldn't risk it with Mike checking his e-mail or Amanda posting tweets all day. If they saw that number I would be in trouble.

Me, the one who hated the Brotherhood the most, became friendly to its leader? That was really random. And I didn't even know how Alex kept crawling in my head, what did he do to me?

Monday I was eager to get to school. To see him again. And that wasn't a good sign.
I had read Alex' note so many times. I memorized the number and words. I always wondered what Alex was doing at that moment, and if he was thinking about me and if he wanted to see me or talk to me.

When I went to my locker I finally saw what I was craving for the entire weekend, Alex walked by with the rest of the Brotherhood and I heard people whisper, which was usual when they came into sight.

Aversion went through me like a fire, increasing with every step the Brotherhood came closer. But then I realized I felt that because it was a habit. I always felt that way around them as a foursome.

As soon as I reminded myself of how nice and helpful Alex had been, the whole image changed.

It wasn't the group of four arrogant boys, who loved themselves and fame more than anything, anymore. It was because of the reactions from the crowd, the whispers and staring faces. They were just four normal teenage boys. Okay, really handsome teenage boys.

It seemed that not only my impression on them had changed, they thought differently about me as well, or at least it seemed so.
They didn't ignore me like they usually did, they walked through the hall like young Gods, and they were all staring at me, all at the same time. Four different examples of perfection.

Paul and Wes looked curious, Taylor friendly, and when Alex saw me, he smiled a little mysterious smile. He grabbed his phone, a Sidekick LX 2009 and typed something really fast before putting it away again.

A few seconds later, my phone buzzed. I got a new text message. I looked at the number and it was exactly the same as the one I memorized the whole week. Alex.

Fine, if U don't txt me, I'll txt U!
How was UR weekend?

I smiled and quickly typed a message.

Yeez, UR not that important ha-ha,
But still, thnx 4 UR help with my BB!
I rly misjudged U!

I doubted awhile before sending it. He knew I disliked the Brotherhood, so maybe it was my turn to accept the fact that I could have been wrong. But still, what if Mike found out? He'd be really pissed, and Amanda would ignore me for as long as she felt like it.

Just when I hit send I realized I couldn't care what they thought. I was an adult, I could make my own choices and if they didn't like it, it was their fault.
Thoughts of an angry Amanda filled my head, she was quite feisty.

Then my phone buzzed again. And my heart buzzed with it, Alex' response.

U can make it up 2 me

I laughed out loud now, yeah sure. Okay if he wanted to play it this game, I was in.

Ha-ha, what do you want me to do?

I hit send again and walked to class.
The day went slow again. During math I saw Alex walking by again. He smiled again, and I loved that smile. But I wondered, how did he get my cellphone number? I never gave him mine.

That boy never stopped to amaze me. I couldn't deny that he knew so much about me. But I didn't understand how he got that information.

He knew my name, the phone I wanted to buy, sexual preference, and even my cellphone number. He knew who my friend were and when I thought back to that first real conversation during detention, he knew my I had no siblings.

It was weird, even if he got it through Taylor. Why would he even bother? Why would he want to get to know me now, all of a sudden?
I was still wondering when I walked to my car and my phone buzzed again. An new message from Alex again.

Be at Antonio's tomorrow 19:30!

Antonio's, the Italian restaurant? As in a date?
That seemed like so much fun. Even if he just wanted to meet me there for drinks or something, we could still talk privately. I was excited already.

At home I had a huge pile of homework waiting for me, and when I finally finished that I was too tired to do anything. So I decided to hit the sack early and of course, Alex was the last thing wandering through my mind before I fell asleep.

The next day went by so slow. And I didn't see Alex anywhere. If he was sick, he should let me know, right?

Since I hadn't heard anything at seven 'o clock I just went to Antonio's.
The restaurant was kinda crowded and I didn't see Alex anywhere so I just went to the bar and ordered one Coke.

After about three minutes Alex arrived, he looked so hot in his light blue shirt. He greeted me and went to sit next to me to order a drink himself.

“So I have to admit, I was kinda thinking you weren't coming.” he said.

“Why would you think that?” was my response, but of course he didn't know my mind never left his side anymore.

“Because, I'm not your favorite person in the world.” he smiled. “After that one time in detention I thought you would never give me a chance.”

“A chance for what?” I asked smiling.

His face became more serious. “A chance to get to know you.”

The smile faded from my face, “Yeah, about that. I'm really sorry I treated you guys like that.” I stared at the straw in my coke. “I guess I judged before I really thought. I just assumed you guys were some stupid, rich, popular jocks.”

He started laughing “All right, I guess we kinda look like that. But what do you assume now?”

I thought a moment before answering. “I assume” I said slowly “that you are not so bad, and that I'm really starting to like you.”
While I said that I looked into his beautiful green eyes. Which became softer with every word.

When he spoke again his voice was softer as well, “that's good. So do you like me enough to put my number in your phone then?” he laughed, and I joined him.

“Yeah sure I will” I laughed.

That night we talked and talked. About everything you could think off. School, homework, boys, girls, friends. Everything.

The last subject was kinda awkward for me, since my friends couldn't stand him or his friends, just the same as I was before I got to know him better. But he was really casual about it and brought the conversation to a whole other level when he asked if he could be my friend from now on.

For as far as I knew, the Brotherhood didn't make new friends. They stuck together and they were friendly to their followers and stuff, but it was always them four, no spare room for new friends. Until now I guess.

“Yeah, you can be my friend, and I think I really want you to be my friend to tell you the truth.” I hated bullshit so I always got in people's faces, with good things or bad.

He smiled. And I have to tell you it was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen.

Soon after that he announced he had to go home, it was almost eleven 'o clock.
The time really surprised me, he was such an easy person to talk to, that time just flew by.

With our goodbye's it became a little awkward. What should I do, hug or handshake? I thought by myself. But he walked with me to my car and kissed me on my cheek.

An electric jolt went through me with his touch and I felt blood rushing to my face.
He grinned, “You look cute” he said, a little shy himself.

Alex, shy? Well that was something new for me. But he thought I was cute! I could jump, dance, sing or all of them at the same time.
Play it cool I said to myself, and I ignored Alex' last words.

“Thank you for an amazing night, it was so much fun. I'm really glad I gave you a chance!” I said wholehearted.

He seemed happy with my words, which made me even happier. “Well thank you for giving me a chance. Good night.”

“Good night” I said and got in my car and went home.

That night I couldn't sleep. I was so hyper with the thought of Alex thinking that I was cute. I was awake till half past three, after that I couldn't remember anything. The last thing I did remember before I passed out was how happy I was for giving Alex that one chance.

To be continued...​

 

[TimWhite07]

FameMonster,

First thing: I love the name. If you got it from Lady Gaga, lvoe you to. Love her music.

Secondly: I love your story. I truely do love it. I just read all the chapters that you have posted and I am hooked. I cant not wait until your next post. You have a talent for writing.

A good story does not need sex to make it the gem that it is. And a gem is what you have here. Please do not end the story now. Remember, not everyone who reads your story will post a comment. No matter how much you ask. Write because it makes you feel good. Write for the fans that you do have. I am one now.

Love,
Tim

 

[WildBeast]

I am really enjoying this story. Precious. And mysterious. I can't help but wonder how could it go so wrong. Please keep posting your story.

 

[Craiger]

Well, FameMonster, you have your answer....lol Of course you should keep writing. As Tim said, many read but do not post. You have over 600 views. It is unfortunate that people won't post, however, I will have to say that I have read stories that I really liked but didn't post on. I try not to do that too often as I know those that take their time to write appreciate hearing from their readers.

But on to this chapter, I like that Daniel realizes that his judgmental attitude was formed not so much by the four friends, but by the way they were perceived by the rest of the students. Alex seems to be sincere and not the egotistical person Daniel and the others thought. Please do keep the story alive.

Craiger

 

[Autolycus]

I have just found time to correct a number of typo's throughout your text - keep going - your story is very good.

 

[FameMonster]

Hey guys!
Thanks for your reactions; I was afraid nobody liked the story. Sorry for taking so long, here's the next update.

Chapter 5: Feelings with a twist​

The next morning I wondered how school would be today. Or actually, how Alex would be. Usually we almost didn't speak to one another, but would that still be so after last night? Were we so bound by our clique's that we couldn't even act normally with one another?

On the one hand I wanted him to change his behavior with me, so that he actually spoke to me and showed that he liked me. But I assume that it's not gonna happen since they never socialized with anyone besides the rest of the Brotherhood. I couldn't stop thinking, ‘But what if...’

On the other hand I didn't want him to change his attitude. Because then, I had major explaining to do to Mike and Amanda and I wasn't sure I was ready for that. But it was not gonna be pretty, I can tell you that. I wondered to myself in this way until my phone distracted me. Someone was calling. It was Alex. My heart started racing in my chest and I answered curious as to why he would call me so early in the morning.

“Hey Danny”

“Hey Alex” I filled up with excitement by hearing his voice. “How are you?”

“I'm very good, and you?”

“Yeah me too” I said, waiting for him to tell his reason for calling me.

“Good, soooo I wanted to talk to you about something.” he sounded excited. “Do you want to hang out at my place after school?” Okay, I have to admit, I didn't see that one coming. He wanted to hang out, at his place? Even though I was really surprised, I felt a little excited as well. He wanted to be alone with me, so I guess he liked me. But when I'm thinking about it, at his place I was all alone with him and his family. Well what if his parents didn't like me?

“Uuuhm” was the only thing I could say.

“So, whatcha think?” He sounded pretty nervous, which surprised me again. Alex wasn't nervous, like ever. He was confident and strong and sexy, but not nervous. At school I've never seen him like that.

“Yeah sure, sounds like fun!” I said.

“Great!” he sounded excited and kinda relieved. “And, eehm, do you want to meet the rest of us?”

The rest of them? I didn't get that. Thinking about that I forgot to give Alex a response.

“Yeah I know you don't really like my brothers but, you never gave them a chance. And it worked out pretty good with me, so I thought..” He was silent for a while and then continued “Uuhm yeah, so they want to meet you. I guess they think I talk a lot about you, and they got curious.” Now I understand what ''the rest of us'' meant. He meant Wes, Paul and Taylor. The rest of the Brotherhood.

“So if you don't wanna meet them it's fine. I'm not mad at you, but I thought I could always ask.” I realized that I still hadn't said anything to him. And he probably misunderstood my silence.

“Yeah, no it's okay, I'd like to meet them.” I lied. To be honest, I didn't want to meet any of them. Maybe they weren't stupid, arrogant jocks, but still. If they didn't like me, they could convince Alex not to trust me, or worse, keep him away from me. Upon consideration, I decided I had to give them a chance. The same one Alex got. Maybe they weren't so bad.

Anyway, after school I drove home and Alex drove behind me. I dropped my car and school stuff and he would give me a ride to his house. After about ten minutes we approached this huge mansion. I thought that way would be a shortcut to his house, but Alex told me that the mansion was his house. I was stunned for some time. Really didn't see that one coming. I knew he was rich, but now I started to wonder how rich he really was. Throughout the whole drive I became silent and more nervous something that Alex noticed. When we reached the porch. He parked the car and took my hand as he whispered, “It will be fine, relax.”

When we entered the mansion, the first thing that caught my eye was a huge chandelier hung from the ceiling. That thing must have cost a fortune. It dominated the center of the room and seemed to exist of a million tiny pieces of crystal glass.

Alex took me to the living room. It was huge, and I really mean HUGE. It had a high ceiling and a lot of big windows, which gave me a nice view of the surrounding area. Vaguely I felt like something was missing but I couldn't point it out. There was a flat screen television on the wall, about three times as big as our television and beneath that, there was a fireplace, in which I could stand if I wanted.

In the middle of the room, there was a couch. Such a nice fluffy one where you can fall asleep in like seconds. It was a soft golden colour and matched nicely with the beige-colored carpet. Alex threw himself on this couch and as he sat there, I realized what I've been missing. I didn't see his parents anywhere.

“Your parents aren't home?” I asked him, kinda relieved.

He chuckled, “Nope, they are on a business trip to New York or something. They should be home in like, three days.” I nodded.

“Soooo, do you want me to show you around?” he asked.

“Only if you don't want me to get lost in here.” I said, and he chuckled again.

“Alright, let's go then.” He stood up.

First, he showed me the kitchen, which was like two or three times as big as ours. It was very modern, and like the living room bright thanks to that many windows. The right end of the wall they customized into a bar, complete with barstools. We sat there and Alex got us something to drink.

“So you talk to them about me a lot?” I asked, I couldn't help being curious.

He grinned, “Yeah or at least, they think so.”

“Well? What did you tell 'em?”

“That you are different from anyone I've ever met.” He turned serious. “You don't wanna hang out with me because it will raise your chances at popularity. You don't follow me around like a Fame Monster, craving for attention,” he shook his head. “You don't care for a place in the spotlight. Like I said, you're different.” He shrugged, “and that's what I like about you.”

I smiled at him. The more time I spent with Alex, the more I liked him. Now more than ever I wanted to be friends with him. But ‘friends' didn't really seem to cover my feelings towards him. I wanted more. Funny, I never felt like this befotre. So excited, but so nervous at the same time, sweaty hands, and my heart just about to throb through my chest.

Alex looked at me, very intense, protective, and caring. I forgot the time and place and I only saw his perfect green eyes. I don't know how long we looked at eachother like this but after some time he turned away.

“Do you want to see the rest of the house?” he asked, his voice breaking the silence.
I didn't trust my voice at this moment so I nodded.

We stood up and he took my hand, holding on tight. I looked at our hands, then to Alex's face. And I smiled at him. He smiled as well, and without saying anything more he led me to the stairs.

A new chance for me to discover his house and life.

To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

Aha! Now I know where your profile name came from...lol I'm glad to see you posting another chapter. Alex doesn't seem like the arrogant guy that others at school see. And I imagine the others of the brotherhood aren't all that bad either. It will be good to see how the meeting of Danny and Alex's friends turns out. I also wonder where in this big house they are going to end up.......?

Craiger

 

[TimWhite07]

Loved the chapter.

Glad to see that things are looking good for Danny and Alex. Hope the rest of the brotherhood will like Danny. And if they dont that Alex leaves them because he really likes Danny.

Cant wait for the next chapter.

 

[justright25]

Very interesting story. Thanks for posting it.

 

[Autolycus]

Thanks for the continuation, do not worry if it takes time to write - it's worth the wait!

 

[FameMonster]

Chapter 6: Meet the Brothers​

“I can't believe how amazing your room is.” I said, still taking in every inch of his huge bedroom. Seriously this room was equal to my living room.
It wasn't a typical teenage-boy-room. It was classic with colours as brown, light yellow, white. It was nice. Mature, just like he was.

We sat on the bed, talking for like five minutes before I heard footsteps on the stairs. I sighed, time to meet Alex' so called ''brothers''

Wes and Paul came in first, laughing and joking together. Taylor followed, and when he saw me, he smiled friendly. All of them hugged Alex without paying any attention to me, which I personally found kinda rude, but whatever. We'll see.

Taylor came to sit right next to me and introduced himself with a polite handshake.
Paul yelled “OOW YOU'RE THE ONE THAT HAS OUR BRO GOING CRAZY?” and het started laughing with Wes. After that they both shook my hand as well.

Okay, so I was kinda uncomfortable right now. Luckily Taylor asked me about school and home, and just things I'd like to do in my spare time. He seemed interested and he was friendly so I talked.
After a while he asked more personal things, what my goals were, what I wanted to do in life and if I had any experience with boys.

I only talked, without a chance to ask him something. Realizing after a while that everyone was on the bed now, and listening to what I was saying. Even Paul and Wes weren't laughing.
I told Taylor I had no experience with boys, which was true. At that point he was kinda confused.

“I'm sorry” Taylor said. “But I thought, since you are openly gay at school, that you at least have had one boyfriend.”
I shook my head, “nope, never actually wanted one. I just wanted to be myself, I was sick of hiding. And since I always told myself I was comfortable being gay. Why not prove it and come out?”

“But weren't you afraid of what other people would think?” the voice came from a different direction, Wes asked me this. Never knew he actually could be serious.

“Only in the beginning. At some point, you gotta choose for yourself and let other people be. If they still like you after you come out, fine, good. And if they don't. Well fuck 'em.” I said, looking at Wes. He nodded.

“Respect dude, I couldn't do what you did. That must have took some courage” This time it was Paul who talked

“Thanks Paul.” I said, smiling. Maybe this afternoon wouldn't be so bad after all.

Turned out, it wasn't. I actually enjoyed myself a lot.
Paul and Wes were kinda funny if you saw them together. Just like Dumb and Dumber, stupid and silly. Taylor seemed sincere in wanting to get to know me and Alex seemed happy to see me kinda comfortable around his friends. At least I'd let my guard down and made an effort. That ought to count for something, right?

We talked the whole afternoon, all of us on Alex' huge bed. And when dinnertime came around, we moved to the living room and Alex ordered pizza. He looked me in my eyes and asked softly if I wanted to stay for dinner.
“Ofcourse he's staying. We're having fun!” Paul yelled from the other end of the room.
I quickly texted my parents I wasn't home with dinner and I was happy. Paul wanted me to stay, so I must have done something right I guess.

That night I had the most fun in a long time. We played Guitar Hero on the Wii and watched a movie while we were eating pizza.

When I let my guard down, Paul and Wes warmed up to me a bit. They asked me questions now too, and sincerely cared for an answer. Not joking around. And I got more comfortable with them. I saw through their hot bodies and got to know a little bit more about who their personalities, and all the time when I was having fun with any of them, Alex seemed proud.

After the movie Paul announced he had a fun game for the evening. Truth or Dare.
I kinda freaked out at first, because I didn't really knew his people and I didn't like the idea of them knowing all my personal stuff but I didn't want to be seen as a coward so I joined.

Paul began with an evil grin on his face. “Taylor, truth or dare?”
Taylor sighed, “Why always me, jeeez Paul. Eeehm dare.”
Pauls grin got bigger. “Great, okay we'll start easy. Take off your shirt.”
Taylor stood up and removed his shirt. At first I couldn't stop staring. He was so muscular it wasn't fair for the rest of us.

“Now's my turn.” Taylor said after he sat down again. “Wes, truth or dare?”
“Eehm, truth” he said.
“Okay, have you ever thought off one of us while jacking off? And if yes, who?” Paul and Alex started laughing.

“Damn Taylor, I'm not gonna tell.” he said, looking embarassed.
“Ow hell yeah you will.” Alex said laughing, rules of the game.

Wes sighed and looked down. “Alright, fuck it. Yeah I did.”
“And who?” Taylor grinned.
Wes still looked down. “Daniël” he said.

Paul started laughing, Taylor seemed confused and Alex seemed kinda pissed off. I thought he was joking until Wes looked up again. He was blushing! So did that meant he was telling the truth? I wasn't sure so I said. “Okay, whatever. Moving on. Wes you are.”

He was probably trying to provoke me and lied. Well, I wasn't giving him his fun.

Wes turned to Alex. Alex chose dare.
Bad choice, he had to undress in his room and run through the house with nothing but his boxers on. That was so hot and so funny. I couldn't stop laughing when he passed me in the living room. But I got a great view of his ass. Damn, that was sexy.

When Alex was dressed and in the living room again. He turned to Paul. No one had asked me anything till now and I sighed in relief.

Paul chose dare as well. He had to drink a coctail that Alex made for him personally.
Main ingredients: ketchup, water, vinegar, salt, sugar and milk. It had this gross brown color so Paul was very reluctant to drink it. But it was part of the game, so he had to. And when he did, I couldn't stand on my feet from laughing so hard. That face when he swallowed that shit. The tears were running down my face when he ran straight to the bathroom, afraid he would throw up.

Me, Taylor, Alex and Wes stayed in the kitchen while Paul was in the bathroom and my stomach started to hurt from laughing so much. I couldn't remember the last time I had so much fun.

When Paul was ready, we went to the living room again, and this time. Paul chose me.
I got kinda nervous, but what the heck. They'd done some stupid shit, now it was my turn.

I didn't know what was worse, a really awkward question, or do something really stupid. I chose the last since I wasn't fully convinced that Paul, Wes and Taylor really liked me. Maybe they wanted me to say truth so I would say something embarassing so they could tell the whole school about it.

Hell no, I wasn't playing that game. So I said dare.
Paul seemed smirk. “Nice, then I want you to make out with...”

I held my breath, shit. I should have chosen truth. I didn't want to make out with some random guys I'd just met. Please choose Alex, please choose Alex, pleeeaaseee I thought.
He looked at everyone for a second and then said “Alex.”

I sighed in relief. Good, this evening went from super fun, to terrifying, to the best night ever. I looked at Alex to see if he wanted to, he looked at me and I think he liked what he saw.

To Paul I said “fine.” and I went to sit next to Alex. If this was my chance for a kiss with Alex, I would make it the best damn kiss he'd ever had.

I pulled Alex to me with his shirt and his lips touched mine while the rest of the Brotherhood started laughing and screaming.

To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

Fun chapter, FameMonster, but personally I hate that game. Well, hate is a strong word, but I avoid playing when possible. I had a situation similar to Wes'. But the roles were reversed. A good friend was asked if there was anyone in the room they liked and who it was. He uncomfortably said me and the dynamics in the room changed drastically. Both of us were extremely embarrassed. The game was quickly abandoned.
I like the interaction between Daniel and the others though. Obviously they are not the horrid people he had expected. Great story.

Craiger

 

[TimWhite07]

Great Chapter.

Glad that "The Brotherhood" likes the main character. And that he gets to kiss Alex. So hot.