Date: Mon, 17 Mar 2008 19:58:41 -0400
From: Alex White <aussiemon61392@gmail.com>
Subject: Scott and Alex chapter 11

Well, here it is!

Thank you for the support, everyone so far has given me huge compliments on
my writing ailities, i wanna thank all of you!

CHAPTER 11:


I woke up with a massive headache, you know, the kind that makes your
forehead feel like it was being repeatedly stabbed with a knife? And
lights, Oh God that hurts! I sat up, peering blearily out of my strained
eyes.

WHAT the fuck.

I was in the master bedroom again; I remember stumbling back here after
partying with

Christian. I vaguely remember being outside too. I hit the booze hard, and
achieved that nice buzz that let me forget about my little fiasco last
night. I knew I wouldn't remember stuff, but I did not expect to wake up
being held by a naked Christian, and some other guy on the football team.
What did I DO?

I jumped up, waking up Christian and the nameless football player in the
process.

"Whoa, that light's bright man." The nameless guy mumbled

"What the fuck happened!" I demanded.

"We ran around outside naked...I think we were pretty out of it. Must've
been drunk..." Christian said, his voice tired and strained, like course
sandpaper.

"I gotta split." Said Mr. nameless.

"See ya later Bryce." mumbled Christian, his chest muscles rippling as he
sat up, rubbing his eyes.

Ah. So THAT'S his name.

"See ya guys."

He left the room, leaving me and Christian naked, alone, and tired. I
dropped into bed, and quickly fell back asleep. Christian climbed in after
me, and waited till he knew for sure I was out, and then he wrapped his
arms around me.

"Scott..." I mumbled.

"No. It's Christian. One day, you'll say my name when someone wraps their
arms around you."

Christian whispered, vowing to himself that for once he would get what he
wanted. Alex didn't even freak out when he woke up with two other naked
guys, which increased Christian's confidence. He felt confident that he
could get close to Alex, and eventually take the place that that asshole
Scott White who had stolen his spot by Alex's side for so long.

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Scott woke up at the same time Alex had. His head was pounding; he had
gotten himself stoned last night. He only remembered a bottle of tequila
and an "I dream of Jeanie" marathon. He looked around him. He was still in
the living room of the apartment, where there was food lying around
everywhere half eaten. He lay on the cream chair, staring blankly at the
muted T.V.

"What did I do?" He asked himself.

"Oh God no, what the fuck did I DO?!" He yelled.

"Oh shit! He's gone!" Scott jumped up, and fumbled around attempting to get
dressed. He had to find Alex, and fast!



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