Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2011 11:55:45 -0700
From: kavika <kavika66@gmail.com>
Subject: A High School Tale Chapter 3 High Schoo/Athletes

A High School Tale

Chapter 3

One note before the chapter.  I've changed the name of the restaurant from
Familia Sanchez to "Casa Sanchez"  It has a better "ring" to it.  I hope
that you're enjoying the story.  Although there is no sex scene in this
chapter rest assured dear reader that this story will contain some sex
between the main characters.  I'm more of a romantic so the sex scenes will
be geared more toward romance rather than hard, rough-core sex.  As one of
my reader said, "If we want a lot of sex, there are many stories that will
give us that." Thanks Steve!  Okay, so on with the chapter... Once again
thanks for reading!

Kavika

***

Right on the dot at 530pm Iggy walked in to his family's restaurant.  He
wore his normal uniform of a white button down shirt tucked into a pair of
black skinny jeans and black slip on Vans (a popular shoe among  the young
people).  He had to admit to himself that he liked the way he looked in his
jeans.  They hugged is legs and made his ass look amazing.   He didn't
consider himself vain but he had to admit that he had a nice bubble butt.  He
often wondered if his clothes particularly his butt, were the key to the
good tips he received.  The restaurant was in a middle class neighborhood
and the patrons ranged from families with children, business men and women,
and even the occasional gay couple.     The Sanchez family didn't
discriminate when it came to its patrons.  All were welcome and Iggy thought
that was a good philosophy.  He was sure when the time was right his parents
and family would accept him and his sexual orientation.   The only question
for Iggy was when he was going to tell his family that he liked boys instead
of girls.

He walked into the kitchen to find his parents.  Both of them were busy
preparing for the evening rush.

"Hola mommy,"   he said as he kissed his mother on the cheek.   He walked
over to his father and gave him a kiss as well, "Hola papi." he smiled.

"Hola Ignacio, how was your day?" Francisco Sanchez asked his son.  Francisco
Sanchez no matter how busy he was always took a few minutes to talk to his
eldest son.  Family was very important to him and his wife.  Although busy
with running the restaurant the Sanchez family always found the time to be
with one another.

"It was good papi.  I'm going to start tutoring at school.   With the
tutoring I'll be able to gain extra credit which will look good on my
college application.  If fact, I already have someone to tutor.  His name is
Carson Andrews. "

Both of his parents looked at him, "Are you sure your school work won't be
affected by this.  I don't want your grades to suffer," Paola Sanchez voiced
her concerns.   She and her husband didn't have the opportunity to attend
college and she didn't want anything to distract her son from his studies
and his chance to attend college on a full scholarship.

"No mommy, my studies won't be affected.  I know I can do both my studies
and tutor at the same time.    I won't over extend myself," Iggy smiled at
his mother.

"Alright, but if you feel that it's starting to affect your grades I want
you to stop immediately.  Paola said very seriously to her son."

"I promise I'll stop if tutoring starts to affect my grades," Iggy gave his
mother an assuring smile.

He walked over to the corner of the kitchen and took a clean apron from the
shelf.  Another part of his uniform was a dark crimson apron.  He tied the
starched apron around his waist and pulled it tight.  He then smoothed the
stiff fabric  out with his hands.  He pinned a gold name tag which was
engraved with "Ignacio" onto his chest.  He smiled as he remembered trying
to get his parents to let him use Iggy instead of Ignacio for his badge.  He
was told by his father that "Ignacio" was his name and that Iggy was not.  Iggy
let his father win that battle.

***

At that moment while Iggy and his parents were in the kitchen the Andrews
family walked in the front door.  The atmosphere in the restaurant was very
welcoming, almost as if walking into a family members home  instead of a
restaurant.  Many of the Mexican restaurants in the neighborhood went
overboard with loud colors and out of date decorations which was not the
style the Sanchez family.  Casa Sanchez didn't go too far with tacky
decorations.  It was well maintained and tastefully decorated.
They greeted with a "Welcome to Casa Sanchez," by the hostess and were
quickly showed to a table.

After they were seated Mary started the conversation, "So, how was school
today?"  She didn't direct it toward any particular son,  but put the
question out in the air to whoever wanted to go first.

"I got an 'A' on my book report," Parker replied.  "Oh, and Billy Spencer  got
sent to the office for talking in class," he smiled.  Parker plastered a
huge smile on his face, "Oh mom! At practice today I hit a home run! It was
sweet!  Carson was there to see it!"

"That was a lucky hit squirt," Carson said teasing his younger brother.

"Nu-uh, that was not luck.  That was talent."  Parker retorted.

Carson coughed as if he was choking, "Talent?  Whatever you say dude."

Parker smiled knowing that his brother was pulling his leg.  "You're just
jealous."  He snickered.

"And you're adopted," his older brother laughed.

Mary shook her head, "Okay you two, settle down."  She smiled as she shared
in the laughter.  "Good job on the 'A' and the homerun," she said as she
smiled at her youngest.

At that moment Iggy walked up to the table, "Welcome to Casa Sanchez.  I'm
Ignacio and I'll be your server this evening.  Can I start you off with
something to drink?"  Iggy always started his greeting the same way.

All eyes were on him as he looked around the table.  He almost lost it when
he saw Carson sitting in the middle.  Suddenly the air in the restaurant
seemed hot and stuffy.  Iggy suddenly  felt his palms begin to sweat.  The
collared shirt he was wearing seemed to close in on his throat making it
difficult to catch his breath.

"I'll take a coke," Parker said.

"I'm going to try the strawberry margarita," Mary said.

"Unsweetened ice tea with lemon," Carson said as he looked at Iggy.  He
hadn't written anything down.  He stood there like a statue.  Finally he
came out of his trance.

"Oh, I'm so sorry.  I didn't get any of that.  Can you repeat that for me?"
Iggy was embarrassed. 'I'm such a dork' He thought to himself.

After repeating their order Iggy quickly left to the safety of the kitchen.


"That was strange," Mary said.

"I think I know that guy from school," Carson said trying to remember where
he had seen Iggy.

"Speaking of school,  now it's your turn Carson," Mary said as she steered
the conversation back to her question. "How was your day at school?"

Carson squirmed in his seat as he looked at his mother.  He wasn't ready to
tell her about the meeting with the coach and especially the part
about  failing
two classes.  After a few seconds of debated in his mind he decided to "bite
the bullet" and tell her about his day.

Mary Andrews didn't look pleased after Carson finished his recap of his day.
She knew that he struggled in his classes but didn't know that he was
actually failing them.

"The coach suggested I sign up for help using the tutoring program at
school," he said.  He saw the look on his mother's face and didn't like the
thought that he was the cause.  He silently vowed to get his grades up.

Iggy walked up to the table with the tray of drinks.

"I went to the school office after school and signed up for the program.  I'm
just waiting for the tutor to contact me." Carson said.

Iggy heard the conversation as he placed the drinks around the table.  He
placed the now empty tray on the unoccupied table next to him and took out
his tablet to write down their order.

"Did they say how long before you were contacted?" Mary asked.

"No, they just said to wait for phone call." Carson replied.

Iggy wasn't sure if he should say anything but decided now was as best a
time as any.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to ease drop on your conversation but I'm the one
who is going to be your tutor."

Carson looked at Iggy with surprise on his face, "You're my new tutor?" he
asked suddenly remembering where he had seen Iggy.  "You were in the office
today after school," he said more as a statement than a question.

"Yes, I was there to turn in my application to become a tutor. "  He
extended his hand to Carson, "I'm Ignacio, but my friends call me Iggy."  When
their hands touched Iggy felt a shock travel up his arm.  He had no clue
what was happening but he quickly pulled his hand away and looked to see if
he still had all his fingers.  Carson saw the look in his eyes.  He had felt
the same thing and couldn't explain the way he was feeling.   Their eyes met
and both of them blushed.  It seemed like an eternity before they said a
word when it was more like five seconds.

"It's nice to meet you Iggy," Mary said as she extended her hand.  They
shook hands, "I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot more of you.  I do hope that
you'll be able to help Carson get his grades up to standard."

Iggy smiled, "I'm sure that his grades will improved.  If I'm not mistaken
you're having trouble in Spanish and Biology right?" he asked.

"Yeah that's right," Carson answered.

"Well, I aced both of those classes." Iggy said trying not to sound too
cocky.

"Cool," was the only response from Carson.  "Do you mind if I get your
number?"

Iggy quickly rattled off his number as Carson punched it into his mobile
phone.

"Do you mind if I call you later tonight? Carson asked as he slipped his
phone back into his pocket.

"I'm off at eleven tonight and should be home about eleven thirty. "

"Okay, I'll call you later." Carson said.  Iggy smiled.

Parker was getting impatient, "Okay now that's settled.  Can we order now?  I'm
hungry."

"Parker, where are your manners?"  Mary asked looking at her younger son.

"I ate them." Parker replied with a dead pan face.

This caused laughter to erupt around the table.  Mary just shook her
head.  "Parker
Andrews, what am I going to do with you?"

Parker shrugged his shoulders, "Get me some food quick!"

Iggy managed to keep his thoughts together and take their food  order.  He
returned to the kitchen and asked for a rush.  He managed to spend a lot of
his time at the Andrews table.   His eyes often found Carson's azure pools
and while he tried not to stare he found himself lost in their gaze.

Carson couldn't understand what he was feeling.  When Iggy was at the table
his heart began to beat faster.  He knew that Iggy was looking at him.  Carson
had stolen glances at him too.  'What's going on?' he questioned himself.  Was
he anxious to start his sessions with his new tutor?  Strange that it may
sound Carson was a little nervous being around Iggy.   Carson didn't like
these new feelings.

***

Later that evening Iggy crept his way into the sleeping house.  He could
hear his parents in the kitchen.  They always spent some time together at
night to talk and drink tea.  It was their way of unwinding from their
hectic day.  He silently crept his way up the stairs to his room trying not
to make any noise.  He entered his room and slowly began to undress.  He was
in his black boxer briefs as he laid down on his cool bed.  He never
bothered with pajamas.  When he was younger his mother insisted on pajamas
but he didn't like the way they bunched up on his arms and legs while he
slept.  He always seemed to wake up in just his underwear.  His mother
finally gave up.  Now as a teenage he would wear his underwear to bed
without any argument from his mother.  She did insist that he wear his robe
in the morning.

As he laid in his bed his mobile phone chirped.  He picked it up from his
night stand.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Carson.  Is this Ignacio?"

"Please, call me Iggy.  Ignacio was my grandfather's name.  It makes me feel
old."

Iggy heard a sexy chuckle, "Okay, Iggy."  There was a few second of silence.
"Well, I'm calling to see when we can get together and study."  Carson said.


For a moment Iggy faded away into fantasy land.  He pictured himself in bed
with Carson laying by his side.   He pictured Carson with his head being
held up by his hand.  His blue eyes playfully staring at Iggy with a touch
of lust.  Carson's hand reached out to touch his chest.  His hand felt hot
on his chest as he drew circles around Iggy's dark nipples.  Carson's face
drew closer.  Licking his lips Iggy prepared for a kiss.  He closed his eyes
as he felt Carson's hot breath on his face.

"Hello?  Hello?  Are you there?"  Carson's voice broke the fantasy.

"What?" Iggy's eyes popped open.  He looked down at the tent in his boxer
briefs and groaned.

"Are you okay?"  Carson asked with confusion in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm sorry.  It's just been a long night."  Iggy said as he tried to
cover his lower body and his embarrassment.  "I know it's Saturday tomorrow,
but I'm available after lunch. "

"That's cool.  I have wrestling practice in the morning but we can meet
after that.  Did you want to grab some lunch and then hit the books?"

"Yeah, that's sounds cool.  What time will you be done with practice," Iggy
asked.

"I should be done at about twelve thirty.  Why don't you meet me at the
school gym and then we can take my truck to grab something to eat. "

"Sure okay, I'll meet you there tomorrow at twelve thirty."

"Cool," Carson sounded excited.  "Okay I'll see you tomorrow.  Good night,
sweet dreams."

Iggy was going to reply to him when the line went dead.  He pulled his phone
from his ear and looked at it in his hand, "Did he just say sweet dreams?"
He was a bit confused as he added Carson's phone number to his contact list.
He shook his head as he connected his phone to the charger.  He walked over
to the window and opened it.  He inhaled the fresh air as is washed over his
body.  He closed his eyes as the image of Carson's smiling face appeared.

"Sweet dreams, Carson."



***
Okay I hoped you enjoyed chapter three.  Please write me at
Kavika66@gmail.com and share your thoughts good or bad.
Thanks again for reading...
Take care,
Kavika