Date: Sat, 11 Feb 2006 23:50:41 EST
From: Punkincognito313@aol.com
Subject: Sophomoric Blues Chapter 1 Installment #2

     Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional. None of
the names in the story are real people, at least ones that
this author knows. This is gay fiction about high school
romance, therefore if you are UNDER 18, GET OUT, it is
illegal for you to view this AND YOU KNOW THAT.

Author's Note: This is my first time ever writing a story
like this, and all comments are welcomed. Even criticism,
I'm a new writer who is still learning, so, don't kill me
with it, but some is okay. Enjoy Sophomoric Blues! E-mail me
@ Punkincognito313@AOL.com
Same as Last Time, what can I say, I'm not that original I
guess.

PS: I'm sorry for not getting back to all of you that have e-
mailed me, I thank you all, and will try to get back to you
now that I am less busy with work.
                     "Sophomoric Blues"
                          CHAPTER 1

     "Yeah I worked out a little this summer" I was able say
to Shruthi right before our homeroom teacher walked into the
class. Her name is Mrs. Wells, and then she placed us into
our seats according to alphabetical order. I liked this
because with her last name being Patel and mine Parker, I
sat next to Shruthi. The next thing on the list of things to
do for the first day of school was to get our lockers. Lucky
me, J.E. Taylor has split lockers, I'm on the bottom row,
right below Tommy Cleason's locker. "Perfect," I thought,
"how am I going to suppress myself now. It wasn't bad enough
last year with him being in every one of my classes, now
I'll be kneeling at crotch level of the bastard every day
during passing! The problem is, I really, really still love
Tommy. I probably always will, he's the first person I ever
fell in love with, but the problem is, he never saw me for
who I was, and he was probably the person who knew me the
best out of anybody last year. If he wants me back this
year, it's for sexual attraction only, not like that isn't
cool or anything, but I actually want a relationship with
him, I love him."

     "I guess you'll have to talk to me now this year Alex,
seeing as I can block your locker just like this," Tommy
evoked as her proceeded to push me away with his thigh and
open his locker, blocking mine. If this was like old times,
he'd be kidding, and I would play along with him loving
every moment, but times were different now.

     "Don't be an asshole Tom, let Alex get to his locker."
Shruthi defended me, "Alex why are you taking that shit from
Tom. You can defend yourself you know." she kind of joked.

     "There are some things I have to tell you on the way to
orientation Shruthi, and Tom, get the hell out of my way."

     "Oh, so he speaks. Unfortunately he speaks and yet he
says nothing but crap."

     "Stop it Tommy, I mean Tom," at this point I shoved him
out of my way, and a few people saw this and were starting
to wonder what was going on.

     "Why do you always have to be such a jerk Alex? For God
sakes, we go from being great friends to like you've never
known me. We used to always hang out, and then you dropped
me like a bad habit, what the hell?" Tommy asked a little
quieter now so that we wouldn't start anything big to gain
more attention from the kids in the upstairs quad where our
lockers are. "Great, I've spent months wondering why he
didn't ask me this. I just thought he wasn't really
interested in being my friend or anything like that. Why the
hell didn't he ask this before? He asked me this nine months
too late!" I thought, I must have been thinking for too
long, and not saying anything adding an awkward silence, and
the next thing I heard which brought me out of my deep
thinking trance was, "God I hate you, you know you think
just because you have an ounce of popularity that you can
frigging drop all your little friends. You know what
Alexander Parker, you're a superficial asinine twit, with no
feelings at all!" Tom yelled and then he stomped off to the
Performing Arts Center (PAC Center) for orientation. I hate
to admit it, but I was starting to tear, nothing visible and
threatening, but my eyes were glossy enough to blur vision
slightly.

     "What the hell is all that about Alex, why is that
fruit giving you shit, and why aren't you doing anything
about it?" Shruthi asked, she looked a little peeved.

     "C'mon walk with me the long way to the PAC center,
I've got some stuff to tell you, that you've got to keep a
major secret." We left the quad and went back up the G
Hallway, to the F Hallway, to A Hallway, and then we went
downstairs finally to the PAC center. In the amount of time
it took to walk that long route to the PAC center, I had
told her my history with Tommy Cleason and about the true
Alexander Parker.

     "I always wondered why you never had a girlfriend
officially, we all thought you were going out with Elizabeth
Thompson, I never new she was gay." Shruthi voiced, we were
talking very softly at this point. "My parents think I'm
going out with her, hehe," I laughed out.

     "You know I think Tom has some feelings for you, the
way he broke down before, and then stomped off, Alex it
seems as if something is there. I always wondered why you
hung out with him, I always thought that a football player
hanging out with `Girl Scout' was odd." Shruthi explained.

     "There's too much history between us, I still don't
know if he is like me yet, and if he isn't I don't want my
heart broken by him not ever wanting to talk to me again. At
least this way, he wants to talk to me, and I'm not the one
who's going through what he is. You know what's sad, Marissa
Halper and I came up with that name `Girl Scout' freshman
year."

     "Alex, don't change the subject, what you are doing to
Tom is horrible, you are reversing the roles here that you
have created in your mind. Instead of you getting hurt, you
want him to get hurt. Alex, that is the most selfish thing I
have ever heard in my life. That's really cruel, kind of
evil don't you think? Now I don't know if he likes you, but
you saw how he was before, he obviously wants you to at
least be friends with him again. Listen Alex, you know I'm
not shallow and mean, I'm still your friend and you just
told me that you're gay, here in Katy, Texas that would
normally kill a friendship. I don't want to be your friend
though, if you are going to play with people's emotions like
you are with Tom. But, I do see what you are afraid of, and
telling another guy that you are gay, especially in such an
unfriendly environment like our high school's is maybe
dangerous. I think though, that Tom would understand if you
came out to him, Alex, he seems like a really sweet boy. He
doesn't have many friends that are guys; I think you were
probably his only friend that was a guy, so he probably
isn't as narrow minded or non-accepting like your jock
friends are. You need to settle what it is that you have
with him, but I think in order to do that, you need to tell
him who you really are Alex." Shruthi practically lectured.

     "Shruthi it isn't as easy as that, you don't
understand. He didn't make an effort to talk back to me, or
try to come back to me, when I started to ignore him last
year. That hurt me, it was like I wasn't important enough or
worth a continuing friendship. I ignored him, and he was
able to ignore me back, this is so confusing, why nine
months later is he trying to be my friend again. I couldn't
get a grasp on this before, and then I realized Shruthi. He
likes me now, that I look good, and lost all that weight,
and am hot. That is the only reason why he wants to be with
me now. He had no problem with me pushing him aside last
year when I was fat and ugly." I got in before some teacher
hushed us.

     "Will you two stop talking, you need to pay attention
to the orientation, the summer is over you two, welcome
back, and be quiet," the teacher spat out.

     "That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard Alex,
we'll talk later, maybe I can put some sense into your head
later, but remember that you are acting like an idiot,
okay!" Shruthi whispered.

     "Whatever," I whispered back sticking my tongue out at
her. Shruthi just rolled her eyes and started looking
towards the front to see what was going on. It's really been
a year since the last orientation I can't believe it. I'm
starting to hate orientations, the last orientation I was
lonely and pissed because my best friend's family moved to
Friendswood, leaving me to fend for myself here at Taylor.
If I remember correctly, during sophomore orientation I sat
a row behind Tommy, oddly like I am now, he was with his
friends Michelle and Stephanie like he was now. His one
friend Stephanie Garrison, I've known her for years, before
I lived here in Katy, I lived the Meyerland area of Houston,
not far from Downtown, the Galleria, and Astroworld. So did
Stephanie, and we actually went Westbury Methodist pre-k
together. We were really close until junior high school,
when I got "cool". Tommy was right; maybe I am a superficial
feeling-less asshole. Last year, he looked happy go lucky,
this year he looked crushed, saddened, and beat. I hated the
fact that I had created this horrible change in a beautiful
person like Tommy in one year, well there I admitted that he
is beautiful. I suppose if I see him during school, I'll be
nicer, and maybe try to start over.

     "Don't worry Tommy, Alex is a real jerk, we were really
good friends and then one day in the beginning of seventh
grade he left our lunch table and never talked to us again."
Stephanie tried to console Tommy, and I overheard, this hut
me a lot. I had really been a jerk to my friends to climb
the ladder to popularity. I got a piercing feeling in my
stomach; I suppose emotions can physically hurt at times. I
must have started to look like shit, or she overheard
Stephanie and Tommy, because Shruthi grabbed my hand and
started to squeeze, and then she rubbed my back a little. I
met Shruthi last year; she's the captain of competition
cheerleading, which is incredible, especially because she
moved here from Alpharetta, Georgia in the middle of the
year. She is such a great person!

     "Alex, Alex, Alley sweetie, we have to go up and get
our schedules." Shruthi woke me up.

     "Oh yay! School really gets to start! How wonderful!" I
sarcastically exclaimed. Shruthi. When we got our schedules,
we looked down, sadly we weren't in many classes together;
just gym and lunch, and I had health this marking period
anyway. I was sad, I thought that maybe because both of us
are in all Pre AP and AP classes, that we might have more
classes together, but we didn't so we hugged and separated.
The first class I had today was AP Calculus 2, lovely I
thought. Well this will be great I thought, math and a class
where I won't know many kids. I'm a year ahead in math
because freshman year they had me take Geometry and Algebra
2. When I got into Mr. Stuetenbach's class I saw Valerie and
was happy. Valerie is a senior who is bi and is in my gay
group in guidance.

     "Hey Alex, you look fabulous, I can't believe its you!"
She yelled as she came over to me. We hugged, and sat down
next to each other. Eh, maybe Calc 2 wouldn't be too bad.
Next period I had AP Chemistry with Mrs. Walker, .I figured
this was going to be fine, and then I saw Tommy again.

     "Wanna be lab partners again this year?" I asked hoping
that he would acknowledge me and or give me a response.

     "Only because you're the only person in the class
without a lab partner already," it was somewhat of an
acknowledgement, I decided to try and fix this in here. I
had to find some things out and what better time than in a
class where we'd all be buried in lab tables. When he sat
next to me, I grabbed his thigh and rubbed it in a kind way
like a parent would, not sexually, but a little too close
for any other straight guy, but maybe in an act of extreme
kindness way and said, "I'm really sorry Tommy, you were
right before, and I want to make it up to you some how, to
show you that I really do care." (I love lab tables, and the
way they hide things ;P )

     "Oh no, I stunned him, he's not saying a word, he had
this look of utter confusion on his face, but he didn't look
unhappy, or mean, he just looked deep into me, I got the
feeling he was trying to x-ray me with his eyes, I'm loved
this because it gives me that chance to get lost in those
eyes again, something I haven't done in too long" I thought,
and then I took my hand away from his leg to open my
notebook and take notes on the supplies I'll need to go out
to Wal-Mart and buy after football practice today.

     "Mr. Cleason, is there more interesting than I that you
are looking at, right now?" Mrs. Walker asked not
understanding what Tommy was looking at.

     "Yes, I mean, did I just say that, um, no ma'am. I must
still be on summer mode sorry." The whole time, he must have
been staring at me, wow! Anyway, all the kids in the class
were laughing at him now, I have to admit, what he just said
to Mrs. Walker was quite funny.

     "You've got yourself a real winner there for a lab
partner Mr. Parker" Mrs. Walker joked lightly.

     "Yeah I do!" I joked back, but in reality I think I
did!

Okay guys, how was Chapter 1? I promise, I'll get back to
you on your e-mails, I've been pretty busy with school and
all. Thank you for all the e-mails you gave me with your
thoughts on my story so far!