Date: Tue, 4 Oct 2016 05:50:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Samuel McMahan <sammcma@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chase and Lucas

Chase and Lucas

Hey! This is my first story on Nifty. If you're looking for wank
material, this isn't it. This is more about the story. But this is my
first story, so please take it easy on me. I'm just starting out.

This is completely fiction! Any relations to real or dead people, past,
present or future events is completely coincidental!


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Chapter 2
The following Friday.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Ughhhhhhhhh! Why do you torture me Satan?"

By the way, for those wondering, Satan is my alarm clock. Well, I guess
there's one perk to having to wake up for this crap. I get to see
Chase. The thought brings a smile to my face. As I go through my normal
morning routine, I think about how we're going to hang out later today!

We could play video games. Or! Watch movies! The possibilities are
endless!!!

"Lucas!"

"Yeah Mom?"

"Are you eating breakfast here?"

I run downstairs and see her sitting at the table.

"I think I'll just eat a microwaved grilled cheese"

Mom smiles and goes back to getting ready. I start building my sandwich and
go back to thinking of Chase. Why does he have to be so perfect? Why did I
have to go and fall in love with the giant buffoon? Why does he have those
gorgeous blue eyes? That perfect body? Those perfect lips?  "Ughhh!"

"You OK Luke?"

I blush, "Yeah mom. Just thinking about some things."

"Is everything ok?"

Shit! "Yeah! I just... I was thinking about... The orchestra pieces!"

"What about them?"

"They're just... So easy!"

"Well Lucas, not everyone is as perfect as you when it comes to music"

My blush deepens "Mom! I'm not perfect. I'm barely even decent."

"I know I didn't get those lessons for you to be so critical on your
ability to play piano. You are a fantastic pianist. You always give it your
all when you play piano. Most kids wanted race cars, Barbie dolls, or some
other crappy toy they're gonna throw out within a week. Not you. You wanted
keyboards. You wanted lessons. You're one-of-a-kind Lucas. Now don't forget
it! Don't doubt your musical talents. Or I'll have your bootie mounted on
my wall!" She laughs Giggling, "MOM! You're embarrassing me!"

"Well, you asked for it."

Teasingly, "Well, I have to go. Don't wanna be late in meeting Chase!"

"See you later sweetie!"

I head out and walk towards Chase's house. I can see him waiting near his
mailbox for me. I smile. Does he realize how awesome he is?  "LUCAS!!!"

...

I just got tackled. By a human woolly mammoth. I thought those were
extinct???  "How are you bud?"

"I'm dead now. Thanks. How're you?"

"Oopps. Sorry for running into you. I'm just happy to see you. I missed
you! Are you ready to hang out later???"

"I AM SO FREAKING READY!"

"That's good! I am too! What do you wanna do later?"

"I dunno. We could play video games. Or watch movies. Or just hang out and
relax before school gets more intense."

"We can always decide later. By the way, would your mom mind if I stayed
the night?"

I know what you're thinking. This is a bad idea. Staying in the same room,
the same bed, as the guy I'm completely googly for. But this is
normal. Really. We've stayed at each other's place numerous times. I'm the
only one that has to hold back feelings.

"I think she'll be ok with it. We can ask her in a few minutes, since we'll
see her at lunch."

We've arrived at school. Like yesterday, classes are basically the same. We
both start in our natural elements. Him, gym. Me, orchestra.

"I'll see you later Chase!"

"See ya bud!"

I head off to orchestra and begin warming my fingers up. The other members
begin filing in. I go grab my folder from the rack and proceed back to the
piano. Mrs. Newton, it seems, saw that the group could use more challenging
pieces and got rid of the stuff from yesterday. These seem better for me. I
wonder how the others are going to do?  One hour later "OK everyone! I know
this is a lot more challenging than what you were expecting. But I know
that the group can do this! You all just need to practice these!"

The group was terrible. Even I struggled a bit. Mrs. Newton glanced a
couple times my way when she noticed that I was indeed struggling and
grinned a bit. I guess she noticed I was bored out of my mind yesterday.

The day passes on pretty normally. Chase and I met up in algebra. Same
stuff from yesterday, just another step added in. I really hate how these
classes are so repetitive. Like, can I learn something for a change???  One
hour later "I'm so hungry!"

I glance at the behemoth called my friend and notice his slight frown.

 "Me too Chase. Good thing it's time for lunch!"

He grins and we exit the classroom. We head for the dining hall and get in
line. As we get closer to mom, I remember that we need to ask if it's
acceptable for Chase to spend the night.

So does Chase apparently.

"Hey mom!"

"Hello Chase. How's your day going?"

I blush at my parent and friend. Are they trying to kill me?  "It's going
well! By the way, would you be ok with me staying the night tonight?"

Chase then proceeds to give my mom a mixture of the smolder and puppy dog
eyes.

"Well, how can I ever say no to those eyes?"

Chase grins. "Thanks mom! I promise to be very rambunctious!"

We all laugh and we leave mom alone. We begin heading to our table and take
our seats. Chase immediately notices the girls in the vicinity and starts
drooling. Meanwhile, I distract myself with the music pieces from
earlier. I begin `playing' the piano on the table. These pieces are
difficult. But manageable. I can do this!

What can I do? Distract myself from Chase actively flirting with
that... Girl... I guess she's pretty. She's a cheerleader. So, she has to
be stereotypically pretty. But what does he see in them? Why can't I just
tell him...

I continue my practicing and eating until I hear. "What a dork." From
somewhere close by, actually right across from Chase. I happily ignore
them, because I could honestly give zero fucks about some twig bitch's
opinion of me. Chase is currently distracted by one of his teammates, who
is currently showing something off on his phone. It must be hilarious.

After lunch, school proceeds mostly normal. Classes pass by like a blur,
with no homework for tonight!

After our last class, Chase informs me that he has a meeting with the team
for a few minutes. So, I let him know that I'll be in the orchestra room.

After getting to the piano, I begin playing the song that I don't have a
name for yet. It's bright, and cheerful. As I'm playing, my thoughts travel
to Chase. At first, it's all good thoughts. Like how beautiful he is. How
great of a person he is. How kind and funny he is. Then my thoughts travel
to how I wish I could just tell him how I feel. How he makes me feel. How
he brightens my day, and how I darken his. Why is he my friend? Why is he
so nice to me? I literally only drag him down.

"What's wrong?"

I jump a little. "N...N...Nothing."

I know the voice. It makes me smile instantaneously.

"There's something wrong. I can tell by how you're playing. Your music
sounds sad. There must be something up. You can tell me. I promise that
nothing will ever make me leave you." He smiles. Good grief. What a perfect
sight. Those twinkling eyes and sparkling teeth. Those rosy cheeks and
gorgeous lips.

I consider telling him. I could. Everything would work out for the
better. He wouldn't be stuck with me if I told him. Maybe... Maybe I
should.

"Chase..."

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ.

My mom wants to know where we are. I explain that Chase had a meeting with
his teammates, and we're on our way.

So, we head out.

"You still haven't told me."

"Chase. I'm totally fine. I was just experimenting with a piece that I'm
creating."

He grins "Well, I can't wait for the finished product."

A few hours later "I really love that movie!!!"

"Me too! It's so funny!" *Yawns* "I'm getting tired. Wanna head to bed?"

Chase grunts a bit. We begin to get ready for bed. After finishing his
routine, Chase hops in the bed and joins me under the covers.

"Lucas."

"Hmm?"

"While I can believe that you're writing a piece for piano, I know that
you've only told me a bit of the truth. There's something going on with
you. And, I just want you to know that I am here for you. No matter what. I
promise that I'll always be your friend."

He doesn't get that being my friend is what the problem is. For him and me.

*Yawn* "Chase, I can't tell you."

The room gets quite for a while. I wonder if he's asleep.

"When you're ready, will you tell me?"

Yes. Maybe.

"I can't. You wouldn't understand."

"Then help me to understand. I'm here for you Lucas. You're in pain. I can
tell. Just... Share your pain with me. Let me carry some of the
weight. We've known each other forever. I know there's something up with
you. Please, just tell me."

I have tears silently running down my cheeks by now.

"Just promise me you'll tell me one day."

I make sure my voice won't give away anything I'm feeling.

"I promise."

Thanks for reading guys!!! I apologize for not updating in so long! Life is
difficult... I know that I told some of you that I wouldn't be posting
anymore. Well, that was a lie. XD

To contact me, email sammcma@yahoo.com

Thanks again for reading! I hope you enjoyed it!