Date: Sat, 2 Mar 2013 23:21:24 -0800
From: kavika <kavika66@gmail.com>
Subject: A High School Tale Chapter 9

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A High School Tale



Chapter 09


By Kavika




Iggy rushed behind his father as he entered the kitchen.  Once he entered
his father spun on his heels.  The look on his face scared and surprised
Iggy a bit.  He had never seen his father like this.


"Papi, what's wrong?," he asked with concern in his voice.


His father turned to him with a stern look on his face, "I don't know if I
can have you bring your friend here and watch you and him..." his voice
trailed off unable to find the right words to complete his sentence.  He
gestured with his hands toward the dining room where Carson sat.  "I can't
watch it.  Maybe after some time passes but right now I can't look at you
and he...and...and..."


Iggy's mind was in confusion as he tried to understand his father's words,
"And what?  What do you mean?"  He watched as his mother rushed over to him
and his dad.  "We weren't doing anything."


"You were holding his hand."  His father sputtered in frustration.


"What's going on?" Paola asked as she wiped her hands on her apron.


Francisco's face was a mask of frustration and anger as he turned toward
his wife, "I don't want it in my restaurant, Paola" he said.   He turned to
his son, "I am trying to understand who you are and what it represents but
I don't know if I can."  He was being honest with his family.  He threw up
his hands,  "Este muchacho con mi mijito..." (This boy with my son!)


"But Papi we always show respect to gay couples when they come here to
eat.  What's the difference between those couples and Carson and me?"


His father remained silent.  "You are my son," he finally replied after a
few seconds.


At that moment Iggy felt sorry for his father.  He knew that the concept of
two males being attracted to each other was very foreign to him.  Iggy
glanced at his mother, "I have to get back to Carson.  Can we talk about
this later?  I don't want to have him wait."


His mother nodded at her son.  Iggy left the kitchen and returned to the
table. Carson looked at his friend as he sat down.


"Is everything okay?," he asked with a concern in his voice.


Iggy released a huge sigh, "I don't know."  A look of worry crossed his
face.  "My dad saw us holding hands and he kinda freaked out."


Carson began to stand but Iggy placed his hand on his to stop him.  "I
should go.  I don't want to cause trouble with your dad.."  He pulled his
hand away from Iggy.


"No!  Please don't go," he also stood.  "He just needs time to adjust to
having a gay son."


" I know the feeling," Carson said before he realized it.


"What do you mean?"


"Well, I'm just saying that I'm new to all this too.  I don't know what it
means to be "gay".  I've never really had these feeling s before."  He
looked at Iggy with sad eyes.  "Iggy, try to understand.  I don't know if
I'm gay.  Maybe it's just infatuation.  Maybe it's just teenage hormones.
I don't know."  He looked at Iggy and shook his head.  "Maybe this is
wrong, I don't know."  Carson felt a huge relief sharing his feelings with
Iggy.  He was confused and he didn't want to hide any from Iggy especially
his own feelings.


"You think this is wrong?"  Iggy was hurt but he was also he began to get
angry.  " Do you think that I want to be gay?  Do you think I'm a mistake,
Carson?" he said as he pointed a finger at his own chest.  "Do you think
that I woke up one day and said to myself, I think I'll be gay?"  Iggy's
heart began to beat a bit faster.  He shook his head, "That's not how it
works.  I was born this way.  And if I'm right, you were born this way
too!"  He took a breath of air, "I didn't CHOSE' to be gay.  Believe me,
this wasn't a choice."  His body trembled with emotions.  "And if that's
what you think, than fuck you!"


Iggy sat down, "Maybe you should go," he said in a strained voice.


"I'm sorry Iggy."


Carson turned and began walking quickly towards the exit.   He tried to
leave before anyone could see the tears that were beginning to form in his
eyes.  Sitting in his truck he wiped the tears away from his eyes.  He
sadly looked back at the restaurant.  He released a huge sigh, started the
truck and drove away.


In the restaurant Iggy shed his own tears as he watched Carson drive away.



***



Over the weekend Iggy didn't hear from Carson and he was too afraid to call
him.  He was torn up the way he left things with him.  At first he was
angry.  But after thinking it through he understood what Carson was going
through.  He himself had battled with his feeling before realizing that he
was indeed gay.    He spent the weekend trying to concentrate of his school
work and also throwing himself into his work at the restaurant.  His mother
saw the change in her son's  demeanor  and was a bit worried about him.
She tried to talk to him about what had happened but he didn't want to talk
about his problems.    Paola was worried.  She didn't want to see her son
shut himself off from his family.

Iggy really hadn't spoken to his father since the episode with Carson.  It
was hard for him to stay away from him but he needed to show him that
despite his wish that Iggy were straight, it wasn't fact.  If keeping his
distance from his father would help realize his son was gay then Iggy had
to try his best to help his father understand.

Several times over the weekend Iggy wanted to call and talk to Carson.  His
own stubborn pride and a bit of fear stopped him from taking the first step
towards reconciliation.  Procrastination won out and Iggy decided to wait
until Monday at school to speak with Carson.



***



Monday morning finally came as Iggy woke up in bed.  His teenage body was
tired.  His sleep was interrupted with dreams of the incident that happened
at the restaurant.  He still hadn't spoken to his dad and he hated to see
his relationship with him being strained.  He also didn't want to face
Carson but he knew that even if Carson rejected him at least he would have
some kind of closure.  He could have this chapter end in his life.

He drug himself from bed and headed to the shower.



***



Walking into school Iggy headed for his homeroom.  As he walked through the
halls of the high school he wondered if he would see Carson.  He knew his
schedule but fear stopped him from seeking him out.  He made a bee line for
his homeroom to start the day.

Lunch time was when he finally spotted Carson.  He was sitting at the
wrestler's lunch table surrounded by his team mates.  He was laughing and
joining in on the conversation with his friends.  Iggy suddenly felt
alone.  He wanted to go over there and talk with him but he was afraid to
try to attempt any dialog while Carson was with his friends.  He knew that
if he were to have a chance with him that he would need to give him his
space.  He stood in line for his lunch.

He was carrying his tray and headed to join his friends when he locked eyes
with Carson.  For the briefest moment there was a slight smile on Carson's
face and then it was gone.  Iggy felt his heart skip a beat as he continued
to walk.  Suddenly he tripped and went down.  He landed on his tray of food
and was covered in meat loaf, mashed potatoes and gravy.  Laughter erupted
from the other students in the cafeteria.  He was stunned and embarrassed
as he lay on the floor.  He finally lifted himself off the floor and began
to wipe the food from his clothes.


"Watch where you're going faggot!"  Scott Morgan snickered.  He fist bumped
his buddy.  "Travis Berry says hello."  He laughed.

With everything that was happening with Carson and now this Iggy felt
helpless.  He glanced at the still sitting Carson. Carson quickly lowered
his head.  Iggy felt like crying.  He quickly stood, turned away from the
laughing crowd and ran toward the restroom.  He didn't want anyone to see
the tears that were forming.

He finally made it to the restroom and the tears of anger started to flow
down his face.  He looked in the mirror and saw himself covered in food.
He felt humiliated.  He hated that he didn't say anything to Morgan.  He
felt as if he had lost this battle.  Score one for Travis Berry.  He turned
on the water and grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser.

Suddenly the door opened and Paul and Sam rushed into the restroom.  "Are
you okay?  We saw what happened from across the room.  Scott Morgan tripped
you!"

Iggy quickly splashed water onto his face to hide the tears.    "I wasn't
paying attention.  I should have seen it coming."


"What are you going to do about it?" Paul asked as he watched his best
friend clean the food from his clothes and face.


"So, this is what the boys room looks like, I always wondered."  Sam said
as she looked around the room.


"Saaam, will you please focus!" Paul exclaimed.  We have a crisis here."


Despite what just happened Iggy giggled.  He looked at Sam, "First time in
the boys room?"


Sam smiled, "Yes, first time!" she laughed.


"C'mon, you guys!  What are you going to do Iggy?" Paul asked.


"I can't do anything.  I don't want to get in trouble again.  They would
probably suspend me."


"Well, we can't just let him get away with this.  You need to do
something.  The whole school saw it."


Iggy finished the cleaning of his clothes and turned to his friend.  His
parents had always taught him to be fair to others.  He wanted to get back
at Berry and Morgan but he also didn't want any harm to come to them.  He
was taught the "Golden Rule" by them and wanted to honor them.  "These
things always seems to work themselves out.  Let's just wait and see."


Paul looked confused as he shook his head, "Okay, but it's your funeral."


"Do you have any other clothes here?  I really don't want to walk around
smelling like gravy."


"Yeah I have an extra shirt in my gym locker."


Do you mind?  Iggy asked.


"Not at all.  You know my combo.  Just bring it back when you get the
chance.


"Cool, thanks Paul"  He fist bumped his friend and the trio walked out of
the restroom.


He said goodbye to Paul and Sam and started towards the gym.  He avoided
looking around the room as he made his way to the nearest exit.



***



Carson watched from his seat as Iggy left the cafeteria.  He wanted to kick
Morgan's ass from what he had done to Iggy.  But he also didn't want it to
seem that he was protecting him.  He saw the hurt look on his face when
their eyes met.   He wanted to run to him and lift him up.  To be the
protector of the guy he thought he loved but fear stopped him.



***



After the last bell Iggy made this way to the office.  He had to make sure
that Carson had turned in his progress reports.   Mondays were always
hectic in the office due to the fact that all the progress reports were due
before 2PM.  He entered to see Mrs. Brown behind the counter.


"Hey Mrs. B.  I've come to check if Carson Andrews turned in his progress
report for last week."


She smiled as she acknowledged him, "Well, hello there yourself.  Let me
check and see if I can find it. "  She checked the file folders on her desk
and finally pulled Carson's file from the stack.  She opened the file, Yes,
it's here."  Her face frowned, "This is strange."  She looked up from to
the file and met Iggy's eyes.  "There's a note here stating that Mr.
Andrews wants a different tutor."  She looked at Iggy and saw the look of
confusion on his face.  "Iggy, I thought you two were getting along.  And
Mr. Andrews' grades seemed to be improving.  Did something happen between
you two?


Iggy looked down at the floor.  He didn't know how to answer her.  Should
he tell her the truth?  Should he tell her that he and Carson had a fight?
It really wasn't a fight.  He had gotten angry with Carson.  This was all
his fault.   He was the reason Carson had left.  He was the reason that
Carson didn't want to have anything to do with him.


"He and I..."  As hard as he tried to keep the tears from welling up in his
eyes he couldn't hide the hurt he was feeling. "It's all my fault.  I was
angry and said hurtful things to him."  Mrs. Brown came around from her
work station.  She drew Iggy into her arms.


"Shh now.  It will be okay.  I'm sure you can fix whatever happened between
you two. "


Iggy shook his head, "I don't know if I can fix this.  It's all my fault."


Mrs. Brown continued to hug him, "It may seem that way now but I'm sure
things will turn around.  You need to talk to him and try to work things
out.  I know you like him more than just a friend."


Iggy stepped away from her hug and looked at her with a surprised
expression on his face,  "You know?"


"It's not hard to see that you feel more for this boy than just
friendship.  I can see that you care deeply for him."


He nodded his head, "I do, I really do.  But I think I messed everything
up."


"I know it may seem that way now but you won't know until you talk to
him."  She smiled at him, "Now, wash your face and go see him.  Talk to
him.  Tell him how you feel."


A smile lit Iggy's face as he smiled.  He quickly left the office and Mrs.
Brown.  He needed to resolve this and he needed to talk with Carson.



***



Parker Andrews left the locker room after a grueling practice session.
During practice he hadn't seen his big brother.  He wondered if he had
finally shown up to give him a ride home.  He looked and saw his brother's
truck sitting in the parking lot.  He saw himsitting behind

the wheel lost in his own thoughts.  He knew something was wrong when he
opened the door and took a seat.  Carson didn't even look at him.


"Hey, what's going on?"  he asked.


"Hey, how was practice?"


"The coach was a total ass.  He worked us hard today."


Carson didn't respond to his brother.  He started the truck and began the
drive home.

They drove for about five minutes before Parker finally couldn't take the
silence, "Carson, what's wrong?  Is everything okay?"

His brother didn't seem to hear him and he repeated his question, "Carson!
What's wrong?!"


Finally Carson was pulled out of his thoughts, "Sorry bro, I just have
something on my mind."

He tried to smile at his brother but he didn't convince Parker.


"Okay, spill it.  What happened?"  Parker tried to pry the information from
his older brother.


"Nothing's happened.  Just drop it," he answered.


"You sure everything is okay?  Did something happen at school?"


"Let's just get home." Carson said shutting down the conversation.


Parker was worried.



***



They walked into the silent house.  "Do you want anything to eat?" Parker
asked.


"No I'm good.  I'm going downstairs to work out.  I'll see you later."
Carson didn't wait for his brother to answer.  He left him standing in the
kitchen and went down into the basement.


He quickly changed into a pair of red Under Armour compression shorts and a
gray muscle shirt.  He began to stretch as he replayed the day's events in
his mind.  Again he was haunted by what happened in the school cafeteria.
He wished that things had happened differently.  He wished that he had gone
to Iggy when he was tripped.  He regretted not taking care of Scott Morgan
once and for all.


He started getting angry at himself.  He began to work the weights harder.
He worked out his frustration with the weights.  He was starting to feel
the anger finally leave his body when he heard footsteps coming down the
stairs.  He stopped when he saw his brother standing at the bottom of the
stairs.


"You have company."


"Who is it?"


"It's your tutor, Iggy."  he looked at his brother.  "He says that he needs
to see you.  He says that it's very important."

Carson looked at his brother.  He knew that he needed to talk with Iggy.
He wished he had more time to gather his thoughts.  "Thanks, send him
down."


Parker turned and headed back up the stairs.  Carson found a towel and
began to wipe away the sweat from his body.  He took off his shirt and
wiped down his chest.  As he was slipping into a dry tank top he heard
footsteps on the stairs.  He looked and saw Iggy coming down.  He stood
still as he watched him enter the room.  His breath caught in his throat.
His heart began to beat faster.  Their eyes met and once again Carson was
drawn into his beauty.



***



Iggy walked down the steps and the first thing he noticed was Carson's
smell.  He filled his nostrils with the familiar scent.  When he reached
the bottom of the stairs he looked at the boy that he had hurt and pushed
away.  He liked the tight shorts that hugged Carson's lower body.  The tank
top revealed his strong muscular arms caused a stirring in Iggy's stomach.


He felt his shorts get a little tight.  'Okay you need to stop lusting
after this boy,' he thought.  'Get it together.  You need to talk with him
about the other day.'


"Hey," was the only greeting he used as he walked closer to Carson.


Carson emitted a low whispered "Hey" in response.


"I went to the office after school and Mrs. Brown said that you requested a
different tutor," he said as he looked into Carson's blue eyes.  "May I ask
why?" Iggy looked down.


"I just thought that it would be better if we moved on."  Carson struggled
to keep his emotions under control.  He looked at him as he lifted his head
and looked into his eyes.  He saw the hurt in them and it killed him that
he was the cause.  He knew he was doing the right thing.  He didn't want to
hurt him anymore with his indecision.  "You need to be with someone that
knows who he is.  Someone that's not confused like me."  Now it was
Carson's to stare at the floor.  His heart was beating a thousand times a
minute.  It felt like he was

going to pass out.


Iggy moved closer, "I'm sorry.  I was angry and I said some hurtful
things." he paused.  "I wish I could turn back the clock and re-live that
day.  But we can't. And just for the record, I don't want anyone else."  He
moved even closer to Carson.


"I know that you're confused and I get it that you don't know what you're
feeling.  I've been there myself."  He reached over and took Carson's
hand.  "I want you know that I'm here if you need me.  If you have
questions I'll do my best to answer them.  Or if  you just want to talk."
Iggy lifted his eyes to meet Carson's.  He reached for his other hand and
held both of them.  They drew even closer and their bodies touched.  "I
really care about you.  And I'm sorry but I'm going to keep tutoring you
and you are still going to be my fitness trainer."


Carson smiled, "You know for a little dude you sure have a big attitude."


He smiled as he released his hands, "You know for a jock, you sure have a
big head."  He laughed.


"Oh, I have a big head do I?"  he smiled as he drew Iggy closer and wrapped
his arms around his body.  His body tingled as he felt Iggy's arms surround
his own body.  "You know something?  You really look cute covered in
food."


They both laughed.


"Are you sure about this?" he asked as he was pulled into Carson's body.


There was silence in the room as they smiled at one another.  Their smiles
faded as their lips were drawn together.  Carson caressed his cheek as he
kissed him.  Iggy released a sigh as he opened his mouth to allow access.
Their tongues played together as the kiss heated up.  Carson jumped a
little when he felt Iggy's hands on his ass.  The thin material of his
shorts hardly could hold him in as his teenage cock stiffened. Iggy
continued to rub the spandex covered butt, he loved the way the material
felt against his hands.  He squeezed Carson's butt as his bit on his lower
lip.


The two teens pulled away.  Carson looked into Iggy's eyes, "Does that
answer your question?"   Iggy nodded his head as if in a trance.
Once again their lips met in a passionate kiss.  "Any more questions?"
Carson asked.


Iggy shook his head, "I think you've answered them all."


"Well, I have one.  What the hell is going on here?"


They both turned to see Parker standing at the bottom of the stairs with
his arms crossed.


"I'm waiting."


***

Well, dear readers thank you!  I hope you enjoyed this chapter of A High
School Tale.  I really don't like Scott Morgan and Travis Berry.  Stay
tuned for the next chapter.

Don't hesitate to write and share your thought on my story.  Once again,
all my thanks!