Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2007 11:43:18 -0500
From: Kevin Kendall <jcoutureislife@gmail.com>
Subject: Changing Like Seasons...

This is one of my first stories. The usual disclaimer, yeah, yeah...

Chapter 1: Meeting the One


      It was like the last thing in the world that I'd though I'd find out
about myself, but when I realized I was hit with ten ton cannon ball right
in the heart.
	It happened when I was in the 9th grade, just newly moved into my
new house in some midsized town called East Mayfield. I'd been the new kid
on the block before and I never had any problem making friends, to be
honest, I was one of the most popular guys at my old school. The best
looking as well, so what did I have to lose at this new school?
	It was a gut feeling that I had, this really wasn't going to be a
great place to move.
	I got out of the car and my father smiled at me as he punched my
arm lightly, "Cheer-up, this will be a great place, you have to give it
time to settle and for you to settle, you'll like it, I swear. Now go on
and charm those girls with that gorgeous smile, son. He then sped off so he
wouldn't be late for work. I felt all alone on that first day of
high-school, especially being the new kid on the block and the new kid at
school, a converse of the old saying it was killing one bird with two
stones.
	I began to walk towards the entrance of the school with my new
Addidas and my Abercrombie shorts and polo. It was the kind of outfit that
I always wore on first days, something classic, not too fancy, and not too
shabby, I didn't want to pull out the good clothes just yet, unless I had
to impress someone.
	I was almost to the door when I saw some kid. Some kid, that's
right. Simply the most amazing boy I'd ever seen. I didn't what was
happened to me, I knew that it was totally gay to think about another boy
and call him cute or hot or sexy, but this guy was all three. He had blonde
hair, the kind that comes to your jaw-line and it fell in locks. I looked
like it had just been washed and dried at some expensive salon where you
pay thousands to make them make you look like a superstar. His eyes, from
this distance, were golden like the color of autumn leaves losing their
last bit of chlorophyll. They sparkled in the sun and made my stomach
tingle. He gave me butterflies.
	His skin was a golden peach and flawless. It looked like a piece of
silk fabric had been seamlessly sewn to his face to give the appearance of
a child's skin at the age of 2 months. His lips were full and curved ever
so slightly and I found myself raising my hand to my mouth and beginning to
feel them.
	The time when I realized this was about a half second before I
tripped and fell, hard. I hit and scraped my knee. I seldom tripped,
especially over my own feet. I felt defeated and like a total loser, I
heard snickers and spouts of laughter from all over and I closed my eyes,
and tried to imagine that I'd done it on purpose and they were all laughing
with me. The only problem was that I wasn't laughing.
	It seemed like hours that I was on the ground. My eyes still closed
I tried to get up and could feel my face turn a bright shade of red through
my tanned skin. I wanted to run and cry. First day at school, not even in
the school and I make my first mistake.
	I felt a hand wrap around my back and hold me under my arm and lift
me. I opened my eyes and helped myself up. I saw the kid, the guy that I'd
been looking at before. I felt weak in my knees.
	Oh my freaking goodness, I thought, what the hell is happening to
me, first I start fagging over a guy and my knees are going to give out if
I don't compose myself. I cleared my through melodramatically and said,
"Thanks." I forced a smile to my face and I'm quite sure that it came
across as fake.
	"The pleasure's all mine, my friend."
	"I'm really clumsy sometimes," I lied. I had only fallen once
before, in my life as I recall.
	"I'm like that too. I'm Peter," he said holding his hand out.
	"I'm Blake," I said with a mild smile and shook his soft silky
hand.
	"I'm guessing that you are a freshman?" Peter said.
	"Yeah, new to this school, town and the grade... Pretty tough isn't
it?" I said.
      "Yeah it is, I moved here last year with the same problem. I'll help
you get through it. It's not as hard as it looks, but when you have no one
here helping you, it's hell," Peter said giving me a light punch on the
arm.
      "Pete, c'mon," one of Peters friend called after him.
      "I guess you should go then," I said smiling and punched him lightly
on his arm.
      "No, you come with me," He said louder, then called to his friends,
"Coming!"
      He began to walk and gave me the notion to follow him. For just a
moment I wished that he would just hold my hand, just briefly. He looked
back at me to see if I was still following him. "Yeah I'm following," I
said in a playful tone.
      "You better," Peter said in a rough tone, and then overlaid it with
the most wonderful smile I could imagine.
      "Hey guys," Peter said to his friends. "This is Blake; he's new to
East Mayfield and Mayfield High."
      "Hey Blake, `sup," said one of them who had short brown hair and
green-grey eyes. "I'm Trevor."
      "Hey Trevor," I said acting classically nervous, scratching the back
of my leg with the shell of my sneaker.
      Peter introduced me to the next guys whose name was Adam. He had the
deepest blue eyes you could imagine and the straightest, most bleach blonde
hair imaginable. His arms were well defined and his muscled chest was like
one of the bodies of the people you see at the gym everyday who need to
work out as much as they need to eat.
      Peter also introduced me to the last friend in the group named
Kristian. It was pronounced Chris-tee-on. He was the tallest, about 6'2"
and had dark olive skin and the lightest hazel eyes I'd ever seen. He had
golden little flecks in his eyes. His hair was dark brown almost black and
was flipped at the ends, just a little.
      "Blake," Kristian said, "you'll fit right in at this place. We'll
hook you up with the right people, namely us, and some other freshmen that
we know are coming in, and they'll love you."
      "Thanks, I thought I'd have a terrible year, but it doesn't seem to
be starting off that badly," I said smiling. "Really thanks."
      "Really, no problem," Kristian said.
      "Yeah, really," said Adam and Peter almost at the same time, and then
yelling jinx at the same time again.
      "Oh, grow up!" Trevor said punching them both in the arm.

      After all the other guys had disappeared and said their goodbyes I
was left with Peter.
      "So what is your first class?" he asked me.
      "I don't know! I just got here to other day...All I know is that my
father enrolled me in this school before we moved here."
      "That helps a lot. Let's go to the café so I can get us something to
eat and then get your schedule."
      "I'm not really hungry..."
      "Oh really? No room for strawberry Danish or biscotti's?"
      "I guess... I like biscotti. Fine just for biscotti and Danish then."
      "Cool, works for me, I'm starved."
      Peter started walking and grabbed my hand gently.
      I quickly shook it away, looking slightly bewildered and he quickly
turned around.
      His face was shocked and remorseful as he said, "I'm so sorry, I
guess I wasn't thinking. If we want to show someone where something is, we
just grab their hand and pull them along for the ride. I guess I shouldn't
do thinks so randomly, I should think first."
      "No, no, no... It's really my fault. I'm overreacting and over
analyzing. I don't know what came over me, I mean I don't care, I just
don't want anyone, you know, to think I'm...you understand don't you?"
      "Gay. Yeah, I know, you're in a new place. You don't want to get a
bad reputation for something so stupid, but anything gets people to
thinking dumb ways. I respect that."
      "Thanks, Peter," I said holding my hand out in front of me, hoping
he'd take it.


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