Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2012 21:00:09 -0800
From: Johnathan Seymour <johnathanseymour@hotmail.com>
Subject: Found Love, high school, Chapter 1

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Chapter 1: Meetings Are Fortunate


As I smiled at the man who has made my life worth living, I felt the
pressure and the pain of staying on this damn hospital bed. I couldn't
move, because I've reached the finish line, nothing left me to do other
than smile at the ones has loved me for my whole life. Doctors were running
around trying to save me, but I felt it was evitable. I could feel my being
slipping away from this world, I wished I could stay, but I think I reached
the end of my story.

He held me hand as the doctors were franticly rushing me into the emergency
room, he gave me that reassuring smile that has been there since the first
time that I've met him. I just can't believe that it's all going away
within a quick second. I had my whole life planned out for me, and now it's
all ending. I guess I'm not as fortunate as most then. But I've had the
time of my life, and I appreciated everything within it, even if it was
short. I don't regret anything at all, and I wouldn't trade all the crazy
adventures for the world.

I slightly saw in my hazed vision, needles and IVs being slipped into my
arm, I didn't even feel them going in. I was in much pain already; it
didn't even affect me at all. I knew that my life had been more than
blessed with everyone in it. Sometimes, I didn't even think I deserved it
at all. I was glad that I met everyone that I have, because if I didn't, I
wouldn't be okay with letting go. I am content and found the most important
things in my life, and with that I was happy to live or die. It didn't
matter to me, because I believed that I had everything that I could
possibly have.

Sure, I was leaving behind people that care about me, and I wouldn't wish
for anyone better. I am grateful with everything that they've given to me
and I wouldn't have it any other way. That was my truth and I only wish the
best for them.  Even though I was dying, I was kind of ready to go, not
that I didn't want to live, but I honestly don't care if I went or not.

As I was slipping into my death coma, I heard him say something and it was
the last thing I heard before I closed my eyes and finally was ready for
heaven.

He said, "I love you."



10 months earlier...

*Julian's POV*

"Julian, sweetie wake up," Rebecca said, shaking my shoulders for me to
wake up. I groaned at the interruption of my sleep, but decided to open my
eyes for the new day.

"Gosh, I remember how much I dislike waking up this early for school," I
replied, as I turned in the comfortable sheets covering my body from the
turned down AC in the house. I swear, it was so cold in here sometimes.

As she shook me some more to fully get me awake, I sat up, rubbing my face
of the sleepiness. I was seriously tired of waking up this early. I mean,
who wakes up at six?

"Now that you've woken up, it's time for you to get ready for your first
day back at Shawnmory as a senior!" she said, as she opened the dark,
mahogany curtains and let the bright light into the room, which caused me
to shield my face from the sudden brightness.

"Mom," I said, adjusting my eyes to the lighting, "I'm just as excited as
you are too, but you don't need to be that excited."

She turned towards me with her fiery, strawberry blonde hair bouncing on
her shoulders.  She was usually so prim about herself. She was always
taking care of herself and that's why she is waking me up so early. It was
a good and bad thing. Most of the time, I hated when she comes and wakes me
up from my must-needed rest, but it's for the better I guess.

"Julian Walter Sullivan, get your butt up from bed and get ready for
school. I will be downstairs with your father where there will be
breakfast. Now get to the bathroom," she demanded, as she flocked out of my
room.

She can be so...commanding. Mothers I guess.

As I turned on the environmental-friendly lights in my large
bathroom–Rebecca and her crazy ways–and walked to the porcelain sink
that was cold to the touch. I looked up at the large mirror above the
sink. I saw the bags under my forest green eyes of not getting enough
sleep, it was nothing new. I have dealt with it before. It was all those
hours put into all those things that I was joined in, that basically killed
my time. I was taking piano lessons, vocal training, ACT and SAT private
prep tutor, personal training to stay fit and private theater
training. Then, I would have to deal with the things I have at school, such
as Senior Beta, Student Council, and tutoring students at the learning
center to top it all off. Thank god, I rid of most the hard work in my
junior year, so I don't have to worry as much.

Yep, my schedule was pretty horrible crammed, but it was all scheduled to
where it all fitted. The only times I actually get to HAVE free time is on
Friday to Sunday and that's pretty much my only breaks. Other than that, I
work 24/7 of the time at perfecting my resume and my application to
Juilliard, in which involves charity work. So, I'm pretty much your average
perfectionist and I liked it. Keeps me interested and never bores me.

As I thought of my path to stardom, I looked into the mirror once again to
see my short dark brown hair with specks of gold in its locks thrashed
around on my head. I twist and turn a lot in my sleep. I touched my
light-tanned skin, I loved that I was tan, but not too tan.  It gave me a
very nice color to my skin, instead of that pasty-pale skin I used to
have. I took care of everything now with myself. I couldn't stand to be so
uneven with myself.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, and looked into the mirror, flashing
a smile to see if there was anything on my teeth. Then, I proceeded into
fixing my hair up and styled it to the way that I liked it, simple and
adorable.

 As I left the bathroom, I reminded myself to get a bleaching scheduled
this week. I looked into my closet and wore casuals that I would wear for
school; usually I wore vests, cardigans and skinny jeans.  Today, I decided
on wearing an A&F cardigan that I recently just bought, along with A&F
skinnys that I bought to go with the outfit. I looked in the large
body-sized mirror and looked at myself in the outfit. They were cute and
they were new, which was a good start for the beginning of the
year. Especially my senior year too.

I grabbed my personal-custom made satchel, my iPhone, and the keys to my
car. I walked downstairs to hear the chattering between the maids, cooks,
and my family of course. They were the loudest out of the three. I passed
up the maids who all gave me kind, gentle smile that made me smile
too. Even though, I was still sleepy, I still knew how to put on a smile. I
finally got to the first floor, where one of the maids greeted me with good
mornings.

As I walked down the hallway, I could see the flawless decorations that
Rebecca insisted on doing and they please much did their job–to
compliment the house. I saw the various paintings of the wall that were
purchased with tons of bids and money. There lots of family pictures as
well, my parents demanded we kept memories and still do to this day. I told
them it was ridiculous to have THAT much pictures, but they insisted on it.

I reached the dining room to see Shane–my father–and Rebecca sitting
at the table reading magazines and toying with their smartphones. Well, at
least my parents are hip and current, or maybe it's because they have
to. They staring intently at their phones until my coming distracted them.

"Good morning, Julian," Shane said with a smile on his face. I swear that
man never loses a nerve. He's the type to always smile on a horrible day
and turn it around.

"Morning dad," I said, hugging him.

He was wearing a suit as usual, because he was a CEO of a popular company
called Lanslaster. He is a strong-minded man who has never given up on his
dream to build his own company and it was built from small to now
international.  He had dirty blonde hair, brightly-lit blue eyes, and
sun-kissed skin that looked perfection. That's why I was so caught up with
getting into Juilliard, because I too, want to success largely. Rebecca was
a music producer, and that's where I get my musical side from.

I sat down to see my breakfast, eggs, English muffins, turkey bacons, and
orange juice. It was the only that I ate every morning anyway, unless I'm
staying at someone's house.

"So ready for your last year of high school, Julian?" Shane asked me, as I
took a bite of the bacon that had zero fatting in it. My parents were
obsessed with healthy food like there was no tomorrow, because we had a
reputation to live up to. I was used to it though.

"Yep, and then on to Juilliard," I replied, taking a sip of the organic
orange juice.

"Well, we know you'll make it there son," Shane responded as he continued
to read the digital newspaper for any signs of celebrity gossip.

I smiled at that and continued to eat until someone interruptedly marched
into the dining room with their loud walking.

"Good morning, bitches." Kyan said as he walked up to the table and sat
down like he was an important person or something. He was wearing Versace
sunglasses, skinny jeans, plaid shirt, and suspenders. He was seriously
into fashion, and that was pretty much his long-life goal. To become a
fashion designer as my dreams lie elsewhere. He was pretty much dead set on
it. I guess my father's looks run in the family, because Kyan also had the
same bright blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and boy-ish good looks. The only
difference was that he had blonde hair like Rebecca, but on the other hand
didn't look like anyone in my family, I guess I was unique then.

My father and mother had one daughter and three sons. Me, Kyan, Kyle,
Khristina. Yeah, I was the odd one out with the K thing. Maybe, I was
special to my parents and they didn't want me to be like other people. Kyle
and Khristina graduated last year and went off to college already, leaving
me and Kyan as the last heirs of the Lanlaster siblings at Shawnmory and in
this town. This was my last year too, so Kyan was on his own next year,
unless my parents decided to have more children, in which would be insane.

"Morning to you too, but watch the language Kyan," Rebecca said without
looking up.

I swear hip parents and their obsession with technology now-and-days.

"Morning to you too, Julian," he said, texting rapidly on his phone.

I smiled at my younger brother, who was only two years younger than I
am. He was a sophomore this year round. He was by all means, dramatic. He
was the drama queen in every situation and has established that he liked
that way. He was probably Shawnmory's best theater student. Hell, he was
basically the leader and manager for all the school plays and musical
acts. I was usually the one who played the music in the background.  He was
also the president of Student Council as well and let's just say that he
comes up with the most ridiculous ways of raising money for the school,
most of it going into theater and arts though.

"Ready for your Sophomore year, Kyan," Shane asked him. It seems like my
parents were ever so interested in asking about our readiness for school.

Kyan smiled and bit into his breakfast before speaking with a full mouth,
"Well, I'm ready for Julian to finally graduate and leave to somewhere else
besides by me."

I gave Kyan a fake smile, "Well, let's just hope you survive the rest of
the years."

He gave me the middle finger, stuffing bacon into his mouth.

Rebecca, gave the death glare at Kyan for cussing, "You boys play nice and
Kyan finish your food, you need to get going. Oh and Julian, Zane came by
this morning."

My nerves started to become tension at the mention of that name. Why did he
dare come to my house after what happened? Oh whatever, he was trying to
make up to me and just wanted to say sorry. But to come over and ask for
me? Geez, the guy sure has dedication.

"Oh why?" I asked, like I had no clue why he was coming over.

Rebecca rolled her eyes, "He came over looking for you Julian, he was
asking if you needed a ride to school. I was going to let him in, but Kyan
here stopped me and said that you two were riding together."

I looked at Kyan and silently thanked him for that, I wasn't ready to deal
with Zane right now. Especially after what happened, and I'd talk to him
about it at school when we get there.

"That boy looked really concerned about you Julian. Is every between you
two alright?" Shane asked, putting his iPad down and stared at me with his
fatherly-concerned look.

I felt uncomfortable, because I didn't want to talk about this in front my
parents, so I made up an excuse to leave and go to school. I wasn't ready
to talk about it with them yet.

"Um, I have to get to school, I have to do the morning announcements and
talk to Mr. Sams about my lessons." I said, getting up to leave.

My parents looked at each other with concerned looks on their faces, both
thinking of the same thing. They always knew when something was up and
could feel it. They knew us so well.

"Well, me and your mom will be here if you need to talk about it kay?"
Shane said, with a serious look.

I smiled, half-heartedly, thinking that I would talk to them about it
sooner or later, but right now wasn't the time. I still needed to get my
thoughts and facts right. Though, I appreciated their caring.

As Kyan and I walked out into the Californian heat, Kyan spoke.

"Well, that was weird. What happened to you Zane?" he asked, standing next
my Mercedes-Benz with his arms crossed. He knew me better than my parents
and understood that.

Great, I should have known he'd ask me about it.

"Me and him are just having some difficulties and we just need some space
from each other." I replied, turning on the car and letting the heat air
being cooled out before we get in.

"Kay, but you're talking me about later then. You're not getting away with
it alright bitch?" he said, chewing his gum. He was acting like he was the
older one and that I had to tell him everything about my life.

"Okay, I'm the older one and I don't have to talk you everything going on
in my life." I said, sitting in my new cooled off car.

Kyan grinned as he got in, "I know, but I'm the bigger bitch."

I scoffed, "Right, more like a BIGGER bitch."

"Whatever hoe!" he said as he lightly punched me in the arm.

I guess you can say we have a normal sibling relationship, but it's more of
you-stay-on-your-side-and-I-stay-my-side-type-of-thing. I mean, we never
really get along, only agreeing on certain subjects. We never really fought
about anything, or at least it hasn't gotten that far. We were siblings, so
it makes sense that we didn't agree on the same things. There are some
things that I really don't mention in front of Kyan, because it's either
too personal or something he doesn't need to know and I'm pretty he does
the same. Overall, we were simple loving brothers.

"So how's that guy you've been seeing over the summer?" I asked him, trying
to be social as I drove on the highway to school.

Kyan immediately froze up at the mention, but then smiled nervously trying
to hide whatever it was that he was hiding up. "Um, yeah. I still see him."

I smiled at his nervousness; it was rare to see Kyan break a sweat. It was
probably too embarrassing to talk about.


"Hey, hey I'm not trying to pry, but shouldn't you at least introduce him
to me or Mom and Dad?" I said, realizing that I don't even know the name of
the guy my brother was dating.

There was a long pause before Kyan answered back to my question, "Oh well,
he's not really the public type. He doesn't want to be out in public with
me yet."

I rolled my eyes at Kyan's answers, obviously he would make a decision like
this. He was seriously into guys who were either in the closet or
straight. He had a thing for football players and athletics.

"Well, you better watch yourself, the ones who don't want to be seen in
public with you, would be the one who breaks your heart." I told him.

"Well, you worry about yourself and I'll worry about myself kay?" Kyan
said, before getting back to his many text messages that were firing in the
car.

"I tried," I said under my breath, so he didn't hear me.

Sometimes family can really be distant.



*Keegan's POV*

I stood in the office of Shawnmory High with my sister, as she was finish
getting everything settled in for me on my first day at school. Ugh, just
the words "first day" aggravated me and made me even more tired than
usually. I didn't want to be here and wanted to be somewhere that didn't
involved smart, rich-kid bastards that abused their privileges.

I was here, because my sister, Katherine, made me go here. She said with
all that bullshit about how I needed to get away from everything that was
poison in my life, to start over and start fucking anew. Like I gave a
shit, I'm just gonna end up leaving this school another place anyway, so
Shawnmory is nothing special for me to get excited over. I hated this place
already and desperately was in need of some pot right now. Gosh, I could
not wait till she left, so I could just ditch this place.

As Katherine walked over with her long, brunette hair hanging over her
shoulders, she handed me a bunch of papers and stood next to me.

I knew she was about to give me one of those pep talks and I honestly don't
give a fuck, because I tune out most of the time. I seriously stopped
caring about anything a long time ago, especially after that...incident. I
didn't want to think about it right now, I just wanted to go.

"Hey, Keegan. This is your first day and first time to this school after
the move.  How ya feeling?" she asked in her genuine voice.

I really didn't like being mean to her, because I thought it was rude and
also the fact that she'd smack me if I didn't so. I wasn't always like
this, things happened in my past that led me to becoming this. But then
again, I really don't want to think about it right now, I didn't want to
torture myself with those memories.

"I guess fine, I really don't care." I replied, trying not to think at that
moment.

"Keegan, we're just getting our lives together, so I'm begging you. Please
don't do things that not only hurt you, but others too," she said, with the
saddest look on her face. She was always worried about me, like it really
mattered anyhow.

"I heard you, I'll be good," I said, trying to get her to shut up.

She sighed and leaned back in the chair as if she wasn't successful, in
which she wasn't. She rubbing her temples, trying to think or relieve
stress.

Then a woman interrupted us, "Keegan Anderson? Am I right?"

I rolled my eyes, "That'll be me."

She extended her hand, I shook it as courtesy. "I'm Mrs. Lance. I'm
Shawnmory's guidance counselor and I'll be at your service right now." She
had a short red-haired bob, long legs and wearing a red suit. She must love
that red.

She smiled at me like she didn't see that I was a bad kid that'll end up in
her office a hundred times. "Well, since I have a little time on my hands,
I'll go show you around and whatnot so you don't get confused or lost for
that."

"Kay," I said, trying to smile even though I hated to.

Before I got up to leave, Katherine pulled me to the side a second.

"Hey," she started, "I want you to enjoy today. Make friends, and stay in
your classes."

I nodded, trying to get her out here already.

"Well, have a nice day. I'm off to work kay?" she said, turning to leave
the office.

"Well, let's go, Keegan," Mrs. Lance said, leading the way. I followed as
if I did give a damn, because I'll just pretend to like this school and
then skip when first period starts.

I really needed a smoke.

As I didn't listen to Mrs. Lance at all when we strolling down the halls of
Shawnmory, I saw a bunch of hot girls pass by. Yeah they had nice racks and
nice asses. I'd be sure to get their numbers later and hopefully get laid
today.

As we passed by the group of girls, they giggled as they stared at me
saying compliments about me ass and my body and how cute I looked. I knew
what they wanted, and I gave them my crooked smile and nodded at them,
which send them into even more giggles. I turned back to the direction we
were walking in, and smiled to myself. Oh I was going to like this school.

Then we reached a row of columns and Mrs. Lance stopped in the middle of
the dark green lockers. She looked the locker number–I assumed that this
was my locker–and wrote down the combination on a notepad she had on
her. She ripped off the note and extended her hand to give to me. I take
the note and looked at it, and it was the number combination and the locker
number.

She looked at her watch and a surprised look came across her face, looking
like she left the hair straightener at home on.

"Oh my!" she started, looking around to see students coming in and filling
the once-empty hallways of the morning. "Well, I have to get going to help
other students around, so I'll leave you to your locker," she said, almost
rushing off before saying something else.

"Oh, Keegan. If you need any help, ask any of the students here or any
members of Student Council, they'll be more than welcome to help
you. There's a student that's here usually to help new people. His name is
Julian Lanslaster. He's one of the school's best students and I'm sure
you'd like him.  If you see him, he'll help you and see to it that you're
accustomed to our school campus." She said, before finally walking off.

Like the fuck I wanted to meet this fucking Julian kid for?  He's probably
some suck up who's fucking butt-ugly that can't get any more than a jerk
off a night? No thanks, I've had my dosage of smartasses this morning. I
need to get all that out with some good ole' weed. I couldn't wait to smoke
any.

I turned to my locker and played with the locker until it opened, then I
proceeded to put up my stuff in the locker and setting it up. I didn't
really want to see anyone, especially not of those who zone onto new kids
like me. They ask too much fucking questions and shit, so I just wanted to
avoid drama. I hated when people looked at me and tried to analyze me like
they were fucking interrogating me or something. I don't know them, so they
shouldn't know me.

Ugh, to makes things worse, this is a smart people school too. I hated
places like this, because they were shallow, spoiled, and nosey. I couldn't
even begin to fathom how I even got here and why Katherine would consider
putting me here. She was probably trying to torture me blind. Ugh, I know
I'm going to hate it here, I can already feel it.

As I thought of all the things that were really pissing me off, some kid
came next to me and opened his locker.

He had short brown hair that was styled, like one of those magazine
pictures. He had a fair tan and was about the height of 5'10 or 5'11–I
wasn't really sure. His skin was basically flawless, no blemishes or any
traces of acne scars. It's like his entire was made up of going to the
dermatologist and skin care products. But who am I kidding, he was probably
some rich kid who was geeky or even worse, lame. But then again, I could be
wrong, he could be one of the most popular kid in this perfect,
money-ridden place. I mean, he wasn't ugly, at least to me. Not that I was
gay or anything. He was attractive and everything.

He placed large amounts of books and sheets into his locker and closed the
locker. I just stared at him as he sorted through a clipboard that he
held. He didn't notice me until he finally finished, in which shocked him
and caused him to drop his clipboard. I, for some reason, went to go pick
up these papers which is something that I usually don't do for people. I
wasn't really the nice guy, I was usually called an asshole or douche bag,
because I was mean or uncaring.

I am a totally contradiction to myself, because I am here picking up papers
for a stranger.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so clumsy!" the stranger said, nervously picking up his
papers. He looked up at me and I saw two beautiful forest green eyes fixed
on me. I, for some reason, couldn't keep my eyes off of his, they were so
captivating. In that moment, I knew this guy wasn't going to be someone I
just ran into, someone who would change me. The feeling hit me so hard, I
was stuttering for words.

"Um, yeah. It's okay, I shouldn't be standing in front of people staring
anyway," I said, smiling. Ugh, why am I smiling? I thought I was having a
horrible day?

He smiled brightly and that made me blush. "Well, anyway, I'll be more
careful next time. But um, are from here? Cause I haven't seen you around
here, and I pretty much know every student here."

I smiled back my best smile, because well, I didn't want to seem like an
asshole for not smiling!

"Uh, no I'm not from around here. I'm from New Orleans, you know the Mardi
Grasi state?" I replied trying to be funny. But why was I even doing this?

He laughed, "Of course, I know that. My family's originally from there, but
they moved here for business reasons."

I smiled and felt light inside, at least someone was somewhat connected to
me in a way.

"So when did you guys move? I'm surprised I haven't met you before." I
said, trying to keep the conversation alive.

He made a thinking face and got a smile, "Well, I guess it was after my
parents got married I guess. That was years ago, probably when I was like
five or four. I kind of don't remember."

"Oh, well, it's nice to have someone in this school who gets where I came
here," I said, closing my locker door.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked at his phone, like it was a planner
and then back to his clipboard. He took some papers in his hand and handed
them to me. Great, more papers to carry around.

"Here are some papers since it's your first day of school.  Don't worry,
they're just club sheets and newsletters. If you need more they'll be in
the office or with Student Council members," he said, pointing towards the
office, which I already knew where it was at.

I took the papers and put them into my bookbag. "Wait, aren't you on
Student Council?"

He rolled his eyes, "No, but since they got their hands tied up with the
office work and class meetings right now. They got the Beta Seniors to work
the dirty stuff like giving people papers."

I widened my eyes, damn this school was serious about their students being
more active and lively. I guess I'd have to join some things later on then.

"That must suck for you." I responded. I couldn't imagine taking on such
tedious tasks.

He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "It's not really a bad thing. I'm the
school announcer anyway, so I'm expected of this anyway."

Wow, he had a lot of things that he did for school. One of those over
achievers I think.

"Well," he started, interrupting my train of thought, "as you can see, I
have lots of things to do at the moment, but I'll catch up with you later."

He turned and started to work in a different direction, but I wanted to
conversant more with him, since I had no friends in this school yet. I
might as well befriend someone before I'm swarmed by the wrong people.
Better get the dirty on people.

"Oh!" I said, to get his attention before he started to walk away.

He turned around with a smile on his face, he was glad to be of
service. "Do you need something?"

I quickly realized I didn't get his name, "I just wanted to know your name,
so I could you know, find you later."

He smiled and laugh at it, "Um yeah, I'm sorry for not saying first. I'm
Julian Lanslaster."

Then the name that Mrs. Lance said a while ago to me suddenly popped in my
head, this was that guy! No wonder he smart and such an over-achiever. I
take back everything I said before about him, he was the exact opposite of
what I thought he was. He was different than most people I've met, the
others had this assumption about me that was a lost cause, but Julian
looked at me with a hopeful smile. He had a heart of gold, but I wanted to
know more about him.

"Oh, you're who Mrs. Lance was talking about awhile ago," I said, smiling.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, I'm sure she mentioned me. What
did she say?"

"Oh she was just praising you and told me to go to you for help and a
complete tour around the school, since she didn't have enough time finish
it." I replied, hoping he would give me around school.

"Well, since the other Beta members are here today, I'll give you a tour
since you're new." he answered.

"Alright then, show me the way Mr. Lanslaster," I said, gesturing for him
to go first.

He laughed and walked in front of me, "Well thank you, you can call me
Julian, most people do. But I haven't gotten your name either."

"Oh, I'm Keegan Anderson," I said, smiling my best smile. I wanted to leave
a good impression.

He blushed and started to lead the way. "Let's get going, Keegan."



*Rob's POV*

As I walked into the hallways of Shawnmory, I saw my old friends and
buddies from my junior year. Gosh, how I missed the hallways of this
school! I was dying to come back to school! I love this place! It makes me
feel like I had a complete life and all the people here were so nice and
friendly. Plus, it was lively as well.

I was Robert Cadwell, the school's football quarterback.  Yep, I was the
athletic one here. I wasn't like most typical football players at other
schools in the states. Shawnmory has a big policy about bullying and that
applied to everyone. Not that it was bully-centric before, but there were
precautions after teen suicides started.

But I wasn't like the jocks that you see the movies. The dumbasses who
can't even get their heads straight and was the main bullies in the shows
like Glee. But I was Finn in the Glee version of our school, except I was
like Trevor Donovan's twin from 90210 in disguise. I was the nice guy who
everyone was friends with and I was also smart too–everyone at Shawnmory
was pretty much smart, so no difference. I was your average guy in the
looks department, blonde, buff (Teddy's look alike, remember?), and
crystal-clear blue eyes that I was so proud of. I was also tall too. 6'4
and that made me a giant compared to most people. I had a nice pale-ish
skin that looked more of porcelain. Makes you think of Kurt from Glee huh?
Nah, I was Teddy kay? But it made me unique and I stood out for
that. Quarterback remember? I don't know why I'm cracking jokes and making
comparisons to celebrities. I guess today was a good day.

I was actually proud for being athletic and having these looks, I was
really blessed with them. So, you would assume that I was straight because
of the whole jock thing and I had a girlfriend that was fabulously hot and
on the cheer squad.

Actually, it was pretty much the polar opposite. I was gay, but I was in
the closet. Even though I was friends with everyone and that no one would
care if I was gay at school, but I was scared to tell my parents.  They
didn't have anything against the gay community itself, but they would be
furious if I was a mo'. So they wouldn't be particularly too happy about
their star athlete child gay, so I just kept it to myself. I wasn't really
ready to tell anyone anything yet. I just needed the right time is
all. About the whole "you-need-a-girlfriend-or-some-girl-on-you-thing"?
Yeah I kind of told everyone that I was saving it for marriage and wasn't
interested to date until I got to college. Everyone totally bought it,
including my parents, but now this is my last year here and I didn't know
what to do.

I knew I was going to do this year, but who to start off with first though?
I'd only told one other person about my sexuality, Jane.

Then, as I was walking down the hallway, which was filled with vast amounts
of Shawnmory kids, I saw in the corner of my eye, I see Jane walking with a
bunch of the cheerleaders on her team. She was star captain of the Tigers
cheerleading team. She was the all natural blonde beauty and everything
that guys wanted. She was beautiful, smart, loving, nice, and
understanding. Some even say that it was insane for me to not go out with
her.  But due to my sexuality, that was impossible. If I was straight, she
would be mine, but it wasn't like that. She was the bestest friend you
could ever have.

She was the only other person who really understood my feelings about
hiding my sexuality. She was obviously shocked, because I didn't see that,
but she understood and accepted me. When I told her, we immediately clicked
as friends and we're almost inseparable. We never believed us when we told
them we're just friends.

Jane stopped when she saw me, ran and threw all her weight onto me. She was
a short girl and didn't weight much, in which I wasn't even tipped over by
her random jump-hug.

"Oh Robbie!!!! I missed you so much this summer!!!!" she said, letting go
and stood back.

I smiled, I missed her too. I couldn't stand a day without her gossip and
funny stories that she would tell me. My summer in the Hamptons was so
boring. I couldn't get by without her ever-so-good-advice.

"Janie, I missed you too! God, the Hamps were terrible without you!" I
replied.

She sighed, "Yes! Gosh, never leave me alone again!" she responded, and
re-hugged me.

"I won't," I said, embracing the hug.

Her friend behind her awh-ed and blushed when I smiled at them. I knew they
had crushes on me, Jane would tell me all about them. They were completely
obsessed with me and the whole entire football team. It sounds really
cliché and everything, but it's true.

"Go get a room you two," one of her friends said, sarcastically pretending
to be annoyed when she wasn't.

Jane laughed, because it was so ironic. "That's funny, Sarah, but I'll see
you guys later. I gotta catch up with Rob here."

"Kay, slut." Sarah said musically, as she and the other girls walked away,
leaving us sort of alone.

Jane rolled her eyes to that last part and smiled. "Well, Rob how was your
summer?"

I rolled my eyes at the memory of my boring summer, "Ugh, I hated it
because none of my good friends were there. I moped over the guy of my
dreams and I had to hang out with my brothers."

She laughed at it, "Wow, I can't believe you had to hang out with your
brothers. They're pigs."

"I know right?" I replied.

She waved at a few of the volleyball team members passing by, they waved
back. She was such a people's person. She's always been that way.

"So how was your summer?" I asked the same question.

She thought about that for a second. "Well, my summer was really
combination with boys, parties, and traveling. But let's just say that my
summer was overall...hot."

I rolled my eyes to her, oh that girl. "Well, you sounded like you had a
lot of fun then."

"Well, that's what I'm screaming," she replied.

We catched up even more while walking to my locker, hers was next to mine
too. The school board must think we belong together too. People now and
days. So we put up our stuff and set everything up.

"So you were missing him?" she asked, out of the blue.

"Hell yeah. Everyday." I responded, remembering his face.

She smiled. "Don't worry, he'll come around for you one day."

"Or never." I said, closing my locker.

"Just tell him, Rob." Jane exclaimed, closing her locker.

I sighed. "I can't. What if he doesn't feel the same? Plus, he has a
boyfriend."

She shrugged her shoulders, then paid attention to something else. I tried
to find her eyes and I found him.

"Speaking of the devil, but who's that with him," Jane said with a devilish
smile on her face.

He saw us and approached us with someone who looked like a new student.

I saw him, Julian. He was walking someone around, he was always the one to
help others around. He was the guy who would give everything he had to save
a friend. He was average height, he reached about my chin, but that was
because I was overly tall. He was the guy who had my heart since the day I
knew for sure that I was gay.

 He was one of my best friends and we've been friends since birth. Our
families were longtime friends and we were always around each other, so we
became great friends. We were like brothers, except for my feelings for
him. Never mind, scratch that.

I've crushed on him since the eighth grade. That the year I was starting to
discover everything about myself and the year where when I realized he was
more than just a friend to me. I know I loved cared about him, but I
wondered if he did. I know he has a boyfriend now, but hopefully that guy
isn't going to be the one. I pray every day that I would be the one to be
the guy who ends up with Julian. Hey, a guy can dream right?

Anyway, he was the one my heart was set on and one I will gather enough
courage to talk him about my feelings for him, but I just needed the right
moment to do that. I just hoped he would understand me and confess his
unrequited feelings for me too. But that was a hopeless prediction. I just
wished I could be more than friends with him.

When he finally approached us, he had a happy smile on his face.

"Hey, Jane," Julian said, hugging Jane first. Lucky bitch.

"Hey Mr. Lanslaster, thought you were M.I.A today. I was looking for you
all day," Jane said back, giving me a side wink.

This indicated me to say something to Julian. It was our secret way of
telling each other to say something.

I shook off Julian's mind-boggling beauty and tried to think rationally,
even though my cock underneath my jeans were slightly betraying me.  Thank
god I had self-control or I would have creamed on myself.

Julian looked at me and smiled, which melted my heart at the sight of it. I
loved his smiles, they usually made my day and make it better.

"Hey Robbie," Julian said, hugging me, "I missed you too.  I've been dying
to hear your summer in the Hamptons."

I smiled back at him and chuckled, "Jane and I were just talking about
that. My summer there wasn't so good. It was just boring and with my
brothers. We all know how they are."

He smiled and shook his head, "They're just annoying and..."

"Horny bastards," Jane intercepted.

We all laughed at the interception, Julian looked so fucking adorable! I
really needed to jerk off right now, I was getting really horny by just
looking at Julian. He looked even sexier than last year! Last year, he was
sort of pale pale, but now he's sun-kissed tan, which did suit him
well. His hair looks more lush and beautiful, just wanna run my fingers
through it. His skin still perfection with any teenage acne issues. He was,
in my eyes, perfect to me.

"Oh I know how they are Rob. They're so...distracted by women.  I'm
surprised you don't act like that," Julian replied.

I raised my eyebrows, "What's that suppose to mean?"

"I meant that, I'm surprised that you aren't talking about girls all time,
let alone date one. You are basically an Adonis to a lot of girls, but you
somehow have lots self-control about being a guy," he explained.

I thought about that for a minute, "Well, I'm just a big believer in
waiting for the right one. I'm just being a gentleman instead of being
those assholes who get their girlfriends pregnant."

"That's a good thing. There's not a lot of guys like you in this
society. Keep it up, we need guys like you," Julian said, lightly punching
me in the arm.

"Exactly," Jane said, checking her reflection for any blemishes.

"Well, I'll try to keep it up. I want to be that good guy," I said.

"You are. If you were gay and I was single, I would date you," he said, and
he didn't know how true I wanted that to be. It would make my life a little
more exciting.

"Yeah, I bet," I said, my eyes going towards the stranger standing besides
Julian. "So, who's this guy?"

Julian looked behind him, and had this
I-just-remembered-who-was-standing-behind-me-thing expression.

"Oh my bad, I'm sorry for forgetting you there Keegan," Julian said,
turning to the stranger. "This is Keegan Anderson, guys. He's new to this
school."

The stranger, Keegan looked interesting. He wasn't the regular, general,
student that would go to a school like Shawnmory. He looked like the
troubled, drug user that lived in the scary parts of the cities. Now, I
wasn't profiling him or anything, but that's how he came off.

He had the looks and buzzcut hair that Wentworth Miller would be so proud
of, and he was as tall of me and that was saying a lot. He had hazel eyes
that were complimented by his dark green two layered shirt. He had tattoos
under his shirt–revealing from the shirt–that reminded me of that gay
pornstar, Cliff Jensen, or anyone who has tattoos in general. He looked
like your average bad boy. I hate those types, always trying to be bad and
act like they don't give a damn. They weren't fooling anyone with that sad,
depressing crap with their life issues.

I can already that he and I weren't going to like each other. I just had
this feeling in my stomach, but I wasn't the one to judge people by their
covers, so I was going to give this guy a chance.

He was standing there with an awkward stance and face, like he didn't know
what to say to us. He slightly smiled and spoke with a simple hey.

I felt bad–can't look rude in front of Julian–and extended my hand to
Keegan, "What's up new guy?"

He shook my hand nervously, and smiled, "Nice to meet you too."

There was a long pause before Julian broke it, "So...Keegan these are my
best friends Jane and Rob here."

Keegan tried to smile, although it wasn't really showing.  "Hey," he
greeted again.

June smiled and winked at him seductively, "Hi Keegan." She said that in
the most slutty voice ever.

Keegan got even more uncomfortable by her forwardness. I could tell he
didn't really like that approach.

I decided to break the ice, "So Keegan where are you from?"

His face lightened up a bit, "I'm from the N.O. in Louisiana."

"Oh yes, he's from our hometown Robbie. Can you believe that?" Julian said,
with a bright smile on his face.

"Oh, that's cool. I'm from there along with Julian here. We grew up
together. Connection bro," I said, with a comforting smile.

He smiled and looked like he tried to be friendlier with us.  "Oh yeah,
that's cool. I was surprised when I heard Julian say it. I didn't think
anyone here was from there. It's almost like I feel just at home."

"Well, we'll make you feel at home here at Shawnmory," Julian said,
throwing an arm around Keegan and looked at him with a sexy smile, in which
made me completely jealous. Julian was probably into this guy even though
he had a boyfriend already.

I wished he looked at me like that instead of a big brother, it made me
feel like a freak.

"Thanks, so when does the bell ring for class?" Keegan asked, looking like
he wanted to get out of here as fast here could.

"Well, about now," June said, and as if she were a psychic, the bell had
rung for class.

A look of relief came to Keegan's face, "Thank god. I need this day to end
already."

Julian had a look of slight concerned on his face to what Keegan said, "Hey
Keeg, don't worry. First day's hard for a lot of new students here. I'm
pretty sure you're not the only one."

A smile came across Keegan's face, he was obviously smitten by Julian's
words. But who wouldn't be smitten by Julian? I was more than smitten, I
was fucking mind-fucked by the whole thing. Julian looked at Keegan with
friendliness, but there was something that was different about the tone in
his voice. He was sort of acting like a total dumb blonde in front of him
and Julian wasn't like that unless he was into a guy!

Ugh, more competition? Just when I had to Zane and some guys in the drama
club, I have to deal with this new guy now? Just my luck.

Julian turned to both of us, "Well, guys time to go and I'll be showing
Mr. Anderson to his homeroom, in which was mine homeroom."

I smiled at both of them, "Alright, see you two at lunch later then."

"Nice meeting you Keegan," June said, waving at Keegan.

"Me too, and you too Rob," Keegan said before him and Julian walked off in
the crowded hallways as students were going to class.

"You know, you need to step up your game," June said, looking at me.

I was confused, why would she say something like that?

"Um...why?" I asked her, giving her a confused look.

She raised her eyebrow, "You really didn't see that, Rob?"

"See what?" I said, having a feeling I knew what was about to come out her
mouth.

She scuffed, "That Keegan guy is sort of into Julian, and I think Julian is
into him too."

I rolled my eyes, "I think we both know Julian has a boyfriend already."

"So? I heard there's trouble in paradise with their relationship," June
said with a smile.

"I'm sure it's nothing and plus they've been together for a LONG time," I
replied, knowing that I was happy to hear that.

"Everything has a term limit, so you better tell him you love him before
Anderson does," June said before she walked off to her next class.

I knew that I had to get to Julian before anyone else does, and I had to
move quick too. I wanted Julian to be mine and I had to try.

He was the one for me.



*Julian's POV*

Some classes later...



As I walked out of my class, I was thinking about today.  Today, was a
great day. I finally get to see my good friends again! I was so happy to
see Rob's athletic self and June's cheerleading rock body. But also, there
was a new student I met this morning by my locker.

And oh my god, he was soo cute!!!! I miss sexy fine cute!!!  I was so
shocked, I dropped my clipboard and everything. He was a totally hottie,
but very different from the rest of the male student body here. Most guys
here were preppy–rich school, duh–or athletic. He sure was packing
some muscles but he didn't look like the type to try out any sports.

Keegan was sure a different type of guy that I've met. He was the bad boy
type, like he had a troubled past. He was cute though, especially with
those tattoos that I saw under his shirt as we picked up my sheets. God,
you don't find guys like those unless you went to the urban area of the
city. He had the most beautiful hazel eyes ever. They just pierced my soul
when I looked into them. It was like I could see into his soul and see his
troubled life.

Gosh, look at me thinking how a guy is that I just met.  Plus, I had a
boyfriend, so I shouldn't be thinking of Keegan like that. But damn, he
sure was my type if I were single. He had the tattoo, bad boy thing going
for him, like Wentworth in Prison Break. I know, it seems so lame to
compare guys to celebrities, but he did kind of look like him! I remember
watching that show because of Wentworth.

I leaned against the locker as next to mine, thinking about Keegan. I seem
to can't get him out of my head. I gripped on to my sheet notes for
practicing later.

As I thought some more about Keegan, my locker door slammed shut and
startled me.

"Good morning to you Julian," the voice and I recognized that voice
immediately. I was hoping that I didn't have to see him today, but I was
either way.

"What?" I replied, looking in Zane's deep gray eyes. He had an arm against
the locker behind, so I couldn't really run off anyway if I tried.

Zane, here, was my boyfriend of five years. He and I met in the eighth
grade and instantly were attracted to each other. He was perfect and still
is. He was the guy that everyone liked and was friends with. So when we
met, I friended him and then it escalated into the long-standing
relationship we have today. Zane was the type of guy that every guy wanted
to be and every girl's wet dreams. I'm surprised no one has tried to hit or
flirt with him since he's been with me. He had those gray eyes that drew
you into his arms and his perfectly tanned skin with his short brown curls
that curls at the tip. It was like Justin Bieber hair, except it was more
lush and curly. You would have thought he had a whole set of curly hair if
he took off his baseball cap. He was a little taller than me, he wasn't by
any means short or anything, but he wasn't as tall as Rob or even Keegan
for that matter. But that's because they were giants anyway. Zane was a
medium built and was on the school's baseball team star. He was an athlete
and a sexy one at that.

We are a great-standing couple that was everyone's favorite role model, but
it didn't seem that way lately. We were having issues as a couple. Things
have come up that's complicated our relationship. Things have happened in
the summer that complicated my trust in him. It was incredibly aggravating
to have a boyfriend who everyone wanted. It was like clockwork for us. I
tried to lessen my fears of him ever cheating on me, but sometimes I
couldn't trust him.

But I guess that's how he is. He was dedicated to me and I was to him, or
least that's what I wanted to believe.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say good morning to my boyfriend that I love
very much," he said, leaning in for a kiss.

I move my head, avoiding his tempting kiss. I wanted to kiss him ever since
the party at Marty's party two weeks ago but he went overboard at that
party and there was no excuse for his actions.

He saw that I wasn't in the kissing mood, so he backed away and rolled his
eyes.

"C'mon, Julian, when you're going to forgive me for what happened at the
party?" Zane asked, giving me a sympathetic look.

I rolled my eyes and gave him the most serious look I could ever give
someone, I was getting really aggravated by his ignorance.

"Are you serious, Zane?" I started, "For one, I now can't trust you to go
to any parties without you catching you locking lips with someone
else. Two, you were all over that guy. And three, you did it while I was at
the party. A little advice to the wise, you don't cheat on someone when
they're there–or maybe, you wanted to do it in front of me. Ugh, it was
completely atrocious and a disgrace to our relationship!"

He closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled. He smelled like lavender and a
tropical breeze, which I loved. I got to remind myself to thank his mother
for that.

But he should have never made out with someone besides me, because I was
his frickin' boyfriend! I was suppose the one he was remotely suppose to
make out with. The horror when I opened the door when I went to find the
bathroom was more than I bargained for. It was my boyfriend sticking his
tongue down someone else's throat! That was inexcusable by a lot of means
and it killed my trust for him.

"Look Julian," he started, "I'm sorry babe. That was a mistake, and I was
drunk off my ass. I didn't know what I was doing and that guy was hitting
on me since the beginning of the party and he was waiting till I got drunk
and he took advantage of me."

I scuffed and rolled my eyes, "Really? Cause from my point of view, it sure
looked like you were taking advantage of him. If I recall, he came to my
door and told me that he was sorry and that you told him that you were
single. How bout them apples?"

He had this look of defeat and grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed
me, forcing me to kiss back. He tasted like peppermints and mints, I missed
that taste. God, how much I missed it, but still I was still angry. It
lasted a good couple of seconds till I pushed him off and slapped
him. There wasn't really any around, so no drama to be recorded here.

"See? That's how much I love you, Julian! I would never cheat on you and if
I wanted to, I would have broke up with and then get with someone else. But
we're still strong and I love you. Even though we didn't have sex yet, I
still love you and want to be with you. I slipped up by accident, okay. I'm
so so so sorry that I even considered doing that, but I was just really
horny and drunk. No one loves you like I do, especially for us who's lasted
five years. I love you that much," Zane said, trying to convince me that he
really does care.

I wanted to believe him, but after that night, I just can't easily trust
him again. Trust was something that is built-up over the times of the
years. That's what we did, but Zane had to go do something that stupid to
break that trust. I just couldn't trust him at all right now. It made me
look bad and it made me feel stupid and like I wasn't good enough for
him. Like he didn't want to be with me and that he needs someone else to
fill in that void. Sure I didn't have sex with him yet, but it doesn't mean
that you can cheating on someone while you're with that person! I just
haven't been ready to do the deed yet and yes, I know the five year
thing. We just haven't come to a decision about it. Losing my virginity was
a big thing and

"I can't do this right now, I have to go to the music room," I said,
ducking under his arms and heading in the direction of the music room.  It
was study hall hour for me, so I was going to warm-up and practice in the
music room.

He grabbed my arm before I walked off, I turned around trying not to cry if
I saw his beautiful face.

"Hey, I'm sorry and please call me later kay Jules? I love you," he said
with a sad face.

I wanted to cry so bad, but I nodded and walked off, leaving him there.

Why does bad things happened to good people?



*Keegan's POV*



God, I was fucking lost looking for the study hall room. I was walking
around the school looking for this one room. I could have asked someone,
but I didn't do that, so now I was walking around looking for a stupid
study hour.

Fuck it, I should just get off campus and go smoke pot somewhere. I needed
a hit, I was stressed and needed something to take my stress off. I wished
I had someone here with me to tell me where to go. Like Julian did this
morning, but he was on a different schedule than mine, so he was somewhere
different than me.

He was really nice to me, normally people don't do that. At least in the
city, they didn't. But I guess they were just nice here. No bullying or any
malicious activities going on here from what I could see.  Julian even
introduced me to his face, who were also nice to me. This place was so
inviting and welcoming ever since Katherine and I moved here, even the
people were nice. The other students and the teachers were really engaging
and kind. Maybe, this school wasn't as bad the others.

It was weird, but I was starting to like this school and that's something
that doesn't happen very often.

As I was walking to find the many double doors that led to outside, I hear
a piano and then a someone's voice singing with it. It was beautiful and
nothing like I've ever heard. For some reason, I wandered to the sound and
found a door with the title, "Music Room".

Well, sounds much.

I opened the door silently incase if there's teachers in there. As soon I
tippy-toed in, I was hit with sound waves that were beautiful to my
eyes. It sounded like a professional singer live in here. It was Proscenium
Theater that was beautifully designed and the architecture was refined. It
was dim in the room, except the stage. I looked up at the stage and at
first I couldn't make out the figure, but it couldn't be...

It was Julian! He sitting at the piano, and singing! I didn't know he could
sing! Damn, is there a thing he can't do! It was such a surprise to hear
this. I sat down in the far corner and sat to watch him hit the bridge of
the song.

Next time I'll be braver, I'll be braver, I'll be my own savior

When the thunder calls for me

Next time I'll be braver, I'll be my own savior

Standing on my own two feet

I won't let you close enough to hurt me

No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me

I can't give you what you think you gave me

It's time to say goodbye to turning tables

To turning tables

Turning tables, yeah, yeah

Turning, yeah.

Julian then closed the piano and wiped his face of the tears coming down. I
stood up and clapped for the wonderful performance.

He jerked and turned to see me, he looked startled and wiped the remaining
tears from his face. He smiled and walked the edge of the stage and waited
as I approached him.

"I didn't know you could sing Julian," I said, lifting myself onto stage.

He smiled and helped me pull myself on stage. "Well, I didn't know you were
a stalker, Keegan."

I laughed, "Well, I'm not. I just hear you in the hallway passing by and
just wandered in."

He smiled and sat down on the piano seat, "I guess these walls are
thin. So...what are you doing out here? Aren't you suppose to be in class
or something?"

I gave him the awkward look, "Well, that's why I was wandering the halls to
begin with. I was looking for the study hall and I got lost, so that's how
I ended up here. But what are you doing here?"

"I was practicing and warming-up, I have to for the Welcome Back assembly
this Friday. I have study hall too fortunately so you're in luck.  At least
you have one class with me," Julian said, and looking at his phone weirdly.

I couldn't see what he was looking at, but I could tell that it was
bothering him though. "That's cool, so how was your day friend?"

He scuffed and looked aimlessly in another direction, "Was good, could be
better. Yours?"

I sat next to him, our thighs touching. "Well, mine was okay for my first
day here. But sounds like you're not having a great day."

He smiled and looked at me with those green eyes, "I guess.  My boyfriend
and I are having a fight right now. It's just straining on our relationship
right now. I wish I could feel better, but I don't."

Julian was gay?! Wow, I never expected him to be gay, but I guess it makes
sense with his singing and friendliness. I couldn't imagine Julian with a
girl. Which means, that I had a chance with him!

No, I'm not gay, I'm bi. I swing both ways and was okay both types. It
never bothered me that I liked both sex. I was attracted to both sex.  I
think dicks are great and pussies are great too. They both feel good and
no, I wasn't the stereotype that bisexual men are more prone to cheat. I
wasn't like that. If I was with someone, I was theirs. I'm half-way gay and
half-way straight and I was okay with that.

I think Julian was a beautiful and hot! He was one of the guys I would
date, one of those gay preppy kids here. But too bad he had a boyfriend. I
would have asked him out.

"Oh, it's okay. I know what it feels like. I had to leave my girlfriend
back in the N.O. and that was a strained relationship too. She was just I
couldn't be with her because of certain events that has happened," I
replied.

"That must have sucked. I know, I caught my boyfriend making out with
another guy and that was hard," Julian said softly, our arms touching
now. It felt nice to have someone real and nice to talk to about this stuff
with.

"Well, let's just say it was really complicated back there, but I'm fine
now. You should do the same," I said, bumping my shoulder with his.

"Thanks Keegan, looks like we'll be friends here then.  Consider me the
first friend here you've made," he said, bumping my back.

"Your welcome, and your singing is phenomenal by the way," I said,
smiling. I wasn't my usual self. I didn't act like this around people. I
was usually off-putting by many people and usual don't socialize
much. Because I was like that, but I guess my bad boy act was seen through
by these people. I guess a change in attitude was good. This was the place
to do it too.

"Thanks, but yeah let's get you to Study Hall before they call for you,"
Julian said getting up and straightened out his clothes.

I got up and grabbed my bag off the floor, "So maybe...we can come back
here tomorrow and hear you sing again."

He smiled and laughed, "Well, I guess if you're so interested."

"Hey, why would you not be in class," I asked as we walked off the stage.

"Cause I get special treatment," he replied with a sly smile.

"Right," I said leaving the theater room.

I loved moments like these when you're alone with someone who understands
and is cute. Julian was cute and he understood me. I was going to be
friends with this guy or more than that.



*Rob's POV*



"So thought of your plan to get Julian into your lap?" June said, grabbing
her salad.

I rolled my eyes at her, "No, I'm not sure I even have one."

She stopped in the middle of the line, in which caused some people to get
angry.

"What? You need to make your move and swipe him from Zane," she said
finally moving again. People sighed in relief as we moved through the line
and towards our table.

"I'm not a homewrecker, June. I don't destroy relationships regardless of
my feelings for my best friend," I replied, trying not to let anyone hear
us.

She sighed, "I guess, but I wouldn't know right?"

I laughed, "You're such a hoe, June, it's almost funny."

"You know you love my Teddy," she said, pulling her hair back to eat her
salad.

"As to you my Silver," I said, biting into my burger. It was funny how we
compared each other to characters on a show. But that's how was with us,
except for the whole we used to go out thing.

"Well hey you guys!" Julian said, jumping right now to me.

"Hey you," June said, referring to Keegan who came and sat down next to
June.

"What's up?" Keegan said, placing his lunch plate down.

He was sure in a good mood now than before. "So you're in a better mood."

"I guess, but that's because I heard Julian's singing talent two periods
ago," Keegan said, smiling at Julian, in which made him blush.

Ugh, why does this guy make Julian do things that I want to do with him?

"Well you heard him sing? I'm surprised you didn't hear it sooner. He's
always singing," June said, taking a bite of the salad.

"Well, you'll get an earful of it sooner or later," I said, gulping down my
fries.

Julian, next to me, punched me in the arm. "Well, I didn't think that my
singing has become such an annoyance. Fine, I'll stop singing in front of
you guys, but don't expect me to sing you guys to sleep when you're tired
anymore."

Everyone laughed.

"So that's how it's going to be?" I said.

"Yes, you're taking my singing for granted," Julian said, eating his salad.

"Wow you guys are so weird," Keegan said, laughing a little.

"Why?" Julian asked.

Keegan shrugged his shoulders, "You guys are talking about singing someone
to sleep."

"This is something we do sometimes," Julian said.

"Yeah, it's pretty natural," June said, looking at herself in the compact
she always had with her.

"Sounds interesting," Keegan said, eating his food.

"Yeah," Julian said, "how was the summer for you guys?"

June and I explained the whole thing with my brothers and
everything. Julian and Keegan looked really surprised at that. Then Julian
went on explain how Zane basically cheated on him and everything. I was so
surprised by that.

How could Zane even do that to my baby? How could he do that to Julian?
Cheat was awful and how could you cheat on Julian. Julian was basically
god-sent. Douche bags now and days. They just take everything for grant. If
I was with Julian, I would never even think of such an atrocity!

"That asshole!" I started, "how could he cheat on you like that?"

Julian shrugged his shoulders, "It's just he said they kissed because they
were drunk and a lot of other stuff."

"And you're gonna let him off the hook? He stuck his whore tongue down
someone else's throat! And last time I checked, that was not accidental."
June said, putting down her compact mirror.

Julian looked like he didn't know what to say and Keegan was speechless
because he was the new kid.

"Um, I do not and I honestly don't know what to do," he replied.

June pulled out her lip-gloss and looked at me and we were talking to each
other mentally. She was signaling me to take this chance to try to destroy
what was left of their relationship. I felt bad, but it was gonna end
anyway right?

"My poor baby!" I said, pulling Julian into my arms.  "You don't deserve
that. Zane is an ass for that. How can he do that to one of my best friend
and try to get away with it?"

"Yeah, I guess, but I just don't know anymore." he said, not fighting my
hug.

"Well, this is how I see it. Break up with the bastard and find someone
who's faithful, good-looking, and totally dedicated to you," June said,
describing me to Julian. She knew how this game was. She knew what was
coming. She knew how to handle it and do it well. She's broken a bunch of
guys hearts and she played a mean game too. If anyone knew the power of
persuasion, June was the fucking abuser of it.

Julian got up from my arms, oh how I wanted him to stay there forever.

"Well, I'll handle it my own way guys. Thanks for the advice guys. It's
nice to know that I have great friends to rely on," Julian responded,
smiling.

"Don't worry we're here to help. And Keegan will be an additional emotional
support. He's our newest member to our group."

Keegan smiled, "Thanks, I don't know what to say. I'm new and you guys are
taking me in and that's just amazing."

"No problem dude," I said. "More people means more fun."

Keegan smiled at that.

"So, Keegan how was your summer sexy?" June said, in her ever-slutty voice.

Julian and I rolled our eyes to that. June was overkilling the whole slut
thing sometimes.

But that's our group and friends.



*Julian's POV*

Afterschool

As I got into my car, I was encountered with something in my car. I tried
to revved the engine, but it sputtered. That's strange, it never happens
unless you were into movie or something. Great, on the first day of school
too, just my luck right?

I stayed afterschool and did a bunch of things for the next day preparation
of school. I come to my car and this is what fate has planned for me?
First, I had to deal with a bunch of unnecessary Student Council crap, my
boyfriend, and now my car wasn't working properly. What else is going to
happen today?

Then, my wish came true. The heaven frickin broke loose and it was pouring?
It's like the fates have it in for me. Now, I had to run back to the
building and call my Shane or Rebecca. Kyan left before me, so he was a no
go. Ugh, I wanted to go home now and cry on my nice, comfortable bed.

As I was running through the parking lot–ironic how I park far from the
building–I saw Keegan coming out the building. He stopped and saw me.

"Hey!" he said as I ran to him.

I was soaking and felt like crap. "Hey."

"Um, what's wrong? I thought you left by now. Is something wrong?" he
asked.

"Yeah, my uh, car is not working proper and I need a ride home, so I was
going to call my parents," I said.

"Oh, well you can ride with me. I was just leaving cause I had to stay for
a bunch of club info meetings," Keegan said.

I smiled, I probably looked like otter shit, but I was rocking it the best
way I could.

"Thanks," I said, smiling at him.

"No problem," he said, with a wide smile on his face.

When we got into his car, I was greeted with the clean atmosphere unlike
Zane's messy car. Keegan's car had that new car smell in which I
loved. There was no mess on the floor, and I thought I was the only clean
guy in this world. It was nice to know that some guys are clean and neat.
Now, I want to see how clean his bedroom was.

"Thanks for the ride, Keeg." I said, holding my bags.

"No problem, you're my friend and this is what friends do right?" he said
as he pulled out into the road.

"Yeah, thanks though. I didn't want to bother my parents with picking me
up. They're always working," I said.

"Yeah, my sister works like two jobs. She's always doing stuff to have
money in case of bad things happening, in which always does. She's a hard
worker." Keegan said, but what about his parents?

"So what about your parents?" I asked.

"Oh, well they passed away awhile back," he said, getting
uncomfortable. There was a long pause before any of us talked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ask that. I didn't know," I said, feeling
stupid for asking a question like that.

"No, it's okay. You didn't know," Keegan replied. "Down here?"

"Yeah," I replied, directing him to my estate.

"Damn, you got a nice place," Keegan said, passing the gate.


"Yeah, I guess," I said, gathering my things as he parked in the driveway.

"You guess, it looks like the shit around here. You're like fucking rich
dude." He replied.

I looked at him before I was about to get out the car.  He looked into my
eyes with a smile. Our faces were close to each other and I could feel his
breath on my face as mine did the same to him. It was like a scene in a
movie where the guy would kiss the girl and they'd have insane sex in the
backseat. Unfortunately, I had a boyfriend and I was in front of my
house. It would awkward after.

I broke the silence and turned away from his face. As much as I wanted to
kiss him, I wouldn't be any better than Zane.

"Alright, I'm get going now," I said, as I opened the door.  The rain had
lessen to a sprinkle, so it wasn't logs of rain hitting me at 100 mph.

He smiled and bit his lip, which was so fucking hot!!! I just cussed in my
mind! Dang, this boy has gotten me to bad things already. But I guess it
was a good thing. I needed to loosen up a bit.

"Alright Jules, I'll see you tomorrow then?" he said.

I nodded, "Yeah, you will most definitely see me again tomorrow."

I closed the door and waved to him as he drove off. He waved back with a
smile on his face. I smiled and think I blushed to. Crap, my brother was
probably watching and probably my parents too. Maybe they didn't see. I can
just get pass them without letting them see me.

I turned around and was startled to see my parents and brother standing
right in front of me. Damn, I should known better. They were better at this
than me. What made me think that they weren't going to know?

"Why hello, my loving parents and awesome brother," I said, walking to the
side of them and hopefully into the house.

Then I was stopped by Shane's arm blocking the way. Crap.

"Where were you son?" he said.

Oh crap, I had to explain what just happened and why it looked bad on my
part.

I had some `splain to do.

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Hello guys, I'm Johnathan and hopefully you guys liked my story and want to
read more. I try my best to make it the best I can. I hope you guys like
this beginning, in which took a long time to write.

So if you guys have any questions or any feedback, email me at
johnathanseymour@hotmail.com

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I will hopefully make another story by the end of this week!