Date: Sat, 3 Feb 2001 22:30:57 EST
From: MOoNcHiL0@aol.com
Subject: Falling in Love with a Stranger, Part 2

CHAPTER 2 - DROOLING OVER HIM

I can't remember the last time I was this excited about anything. The four
of us: Philip, I, Jimmy, and Matt walked to the lunch line and bought food
for ourselves. We met up with the rest of our group of friends and then, we
walked outside to the courtyard. We made small talk with each other until
we got to the back stairs. We ate there because it was next to the parking
lot and for those of us that drove, we would be able to leave. There were
also a lot less people swarming through.

"What grade are you in?" Philip asked between bites of his burrito.

"I'm a senior, what about you?" I inquired.

"Oh, a junior," he swallowed and took another monstrous chomp out of his
burrito.

"That's cool," I announced, matter-of-factly and looked at everyone
eating. "So, how old are you?" I asked, and finally a question I actually
didn't know the answer to.

"I'm 16, you're 17, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, I turned 17 a month and a half ago." I said.

We continued talking about school, hobbies (he skateboards and swims),
family (he's got an older sister), and just about everything. I learned his
birthday was November 18 and was in a week and a half, he had a scar on his
right leg from falling off his skateboard trying to grind on a rail, and
that his family used to live in Hawaii, until he moved here a few years
ago. We were in mid-conversation when the bell rang signaling it was time
to head to class. I didn't want to go, I was so happy just talking with
this guy. I sat there for a while, realized next period was with him, and
got up and decided, "we should get to class."

He asked, "what do you have next?"

I laughed, "I have P.E. with you, dork." I surprised myself, "dork" is
something I would call someone once I was friendly and really comfortable
around them. He made a face at me, which I couldn't tell if he was sad that
I called him that or he thought I was a weirdo.

We said goodbye to the others and headed off together to the locker room to
change into our P.E. clothes. It was too bad, his locker was all the way on
the other side of the locker room, so I didn't get to sneek any peeks. We
did spend most of our period talking in the weight room together though.

Inside the room was a ton of gym equipment. He started messing around with
the equipment. He started benchpressing when I noticed that his biceps were
huge! Not nasty, "I'm a bodybuilding freak" huge or anything like
that. They were just toned and he looked strong which turned me on. I
immediately started to drool, literally. I think I was watching him flex a
little too closely and I stopped paying attention because a drop of drool
slipped out of the corner of my lip and landed on his shoulder as I was
spotting him.

"Ewwww..." he gasped. Then, he looked up at me and cracked a smile and
started laughing, "you think I look good don't you," he smirked in a
sarcastic tone. He started cracking up and every few minutes, he would look
up and say in a serious tone, "stop checking me out," and would start
laughing all over again.

As if drooling was not bad enough, I started blushing while he was making
fun of me. My face was bright red and all I could do was say, "shut up,
buttmunch." I obviously did not lie very well since he kinda saw right
through it.

He finished his fiftieth benchpress and got up. He looked at me as I
blushed and tried to wipe the corners of my mouth with my P.E. shirt. Then,
he punched me on the shoulder and said, "You know I was just kidding,
right?"

I stuck my tongue out, "no shit, Sherlock," trying to save what dignity was
left.

Then, the bell rang and it was time to leave.

"Time to go, I guess, I'll see you tomorrow, right?" I said.

"How 'bout we hang out after school? I got swim practice, but we can do
somethin' after...unless you got homework."

I faked having to think about it, making it seem like I was really trying
to decide. Then, I just blurted out, "yeah, sure, I don't think I have
hella work to do. Hey, I can wait for you at swim practice, I don't want to
go all the way home and come back."

"Fine lazy ass." He said as I gave him annoyed stare. He started smiling
and said, "sure, that's sounds cool. I'll meet you at the pool after
school."

"Arrrghhh, he's so arrogant, but he's so cute when he is," I thought. Just
thinking about being alone with him got me all worked up and excited. We
walked back into the locker room without a word or look, but I was grinning
like a moron all the way.


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