Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2003 01:43:18 -0400
From: Jasin Chau <magic2312@msn.com>
Subject: What 'Eye' Can See-part two

"Was I really gay?" I asked myself.

Billy's question got me wondering if I could possibly be one of those
weirdoes.  I don't feel like it though.  I don't walk around with t-rex
arms or talk with a lisp.  So I don't think I am.  That's what I heard
those people where like.  But when it came down to me, I REALLY don't know.
It's just so damn foreign to me.  I need help or at least someone to talk
to.

            "Hey!" Dave greeted me with a grin.  He caught me off guard
while I was about to cross the street.

            "You seem extra happy today.  What's with the smile?" I asked.

            "Hehe . . . nothing."  He said with a blush on his face.

            "Nothing huh?  It has SOMETHING to do with Steph.  Doesn't it?"

            "How . . . you?

            "I'm not blind you know."  I said with a smile.

Dave seemed pretty shocked.  I've known them since I was a kid.  And I
might not of known that they felt for each other back then, but I sure as
hell know now.  They were really in love.  Why not just let them love?

            "It won't affect our friendship."  I said. He seemed relieved
after I told him.  Like a big weight has been lifted off his shoulders.  "I
really meant to tell you but . . ." He managed to finish.

            "It's ok, don't worry bout it."

***

We went our separate ways when I arrived at my house.  Sigh . . . its such
a big house, but it can also be very lonely.  I know by the time I go in,
it was just going to be `me' and some servants.  They're nice people and
all, but I think they were only paid to do so.  My Spanish maid and her son
working by her side were the only people I could trust.  My house was right
by the beach.  So it's really nice to be able to see it.  Blue waters
glistening at the ocean horizon giving it beautiful colors that I could
never get tired of.  I sighed to myself again when I went in.

            "HEY!  Justin how you doing?"  My maid asked with a Spanish
accent.

            "I'm fine, thanks."

            "You hungry?  I'll cook you something to eat."

            "Nah.  Thanks though.  I'll be up in my room."

            "Ok, take care now.  If you need me, I'll be at the kitchen.
Okay?"

            "Ok."

I ran upstairs to my room.  When I went in, the computer was already on.
Pedro -the maid's son- probably used it.  But I don't mind.  I went up to
it to turned it off when I came across something.  Something I haven't seen
or touched in awhile.  It was something Billy gave me before he left.  I
picked it up and closed my eyes.

***

"Justin?"  A younger Billy asked.  "We're still going to be best friends
right?

            "Sure!  Why not?"  I answered him.

            "I don't know.  I'm scared that when I leave . . . you'll
forget me."

            "Never.  You, Dave, and Steph are always there for me.  You
will always be my bestfriend."

That was back in the day, before Billy moved, was when we said those words.
He led me to the beach with his one hand clung on to mine.  We were alone
and he took me to this spot for both of us to sit in.  I couldn't see the
beach then.  It was just the sound of waves crashing.

            "Because I'm coming back.  And I don't want to come back to a
stranger.  You know?"

            "I got yah.  Don't worry about it."

            "Well . . . I wanna give you this in case you forget me."  He
said placing an object on my hand.

            "What is it?"

            "Here . . .  I'll help you put it on." He took my hand and
slipped a ring onto my finger.

***

"I really miss you . . . Billy."  I said sighing to myself.

            "Are you alright?"  Pedro asked knocking on my open door.  I
turned around and wiped a tear.

            "Yeah, I'm good."  I managed a smile.

            "Are you sure?"

            "Yeah, I'm sure."

            "Cause I saw . . . HEY!  Who is that on the beach?"  He looked
out on the window.

I went up to the window.  And saw a surfer type boy sitting on the beach
with his surfboard by his side.  He was just watching the waves.

            "Should I get him out of your property?"  Pedro asked.

            "No it's ok.  It's just a beach.  I think people should have
fun with it."

            "But . . ."

            "No `buts' Pedro.  Lets go down to the kitchen and get
something to eat.  I'm starving."

You could smell the food as we went to say hello to Pedro's mom.  "Geez
something smells good."  I said with a smile.

            "HAHA I thought you weren't that hungry?  I didn't make any
extras, you know."  Pedro's mom said sarcastically.

            "Mom . . . stop messing with the poor boy."  Pedro told his mom
giving her a hug.

            "Well . . . you two sit down and wait for me to finish ok?"

            "Thanks mom."  Pedro letting go and gave his mom a quick peck
on the cheek.

Pedro and me waited for his mom to finish, but I wasn't really paying
attention to the food anymore.  My focus was back on that surfer I saw a
few minutes ago.  He's still sitting there, looking at the waves.  Was he
AS fascinated about the waves as I were?  It's really peaceful, but if I
were he I wouldn't watch the waves by myself.

            "Pedro, tell mom I'm going to the beach.  I'll be back in a
few."

            "What about the food?"  Pedro asked.

            "I'll eat it later, but you better not eat any of it.  I know
you like to do that."

            "HAHA fine . . . fine, go have fun at the beach."  Pedro said
with a smile.  I gave Pedro a look.  "I WON'T eat your food, promise."

With that said and done I went to the beach.

***

            The beach was a little windy.  And the sun was going down.  The
surfer's back was facing me.  I don't know why I was nervous, but his
appearance seemed kinda sexy.  It was kinda dramatic in a way.  The way his
blonde hair blew with the breeze and the sun setting and all.  Slowly, I
went up to him.  You couldn't hear much at all, only the waves and seagulls
flying around.  I came a little closer to him and he caught me.

            "What do you want?"  The surfer said without looking back at
me.

            "Umm I just wanna say hello."

            "Hello."  He said bluntly.  After that he was silent.  Like, he
wasn't even thinking about continuing with our conversation.  I sat next to
him looking at the waves with him.  He turned to my direction and I looked
back.  Wow he was . . . beautiful.  The second angle I saw today.  Geez,
what's with that?  He had the bluest eyes just like the water near us.  His
hair was dirty blonde.  And his body :: drool :: was amazing.  Then he
smiled.

            I couldn't help, but just . . . melt.  His smile was soo
. . . beautiful.  I know I used that word a lot already, but I was too lost
for words to think of anything else.  "Well . . . I'm Kevin.  But people
usually call me Dar."

            "Hey uumm Dar . . . I'm Justin."  I said.

            "What are you doing here?  Might I ask?"

            "This is kinda my beach."

            "Really?"

            "Yup."  I told him.

            "So you telling THAT big house over there is also yours."

I didn't like the fact that I had a fat wallet at all.  "Sigh . . . yup."

            "Dude!  You are one rich bitch."  He said with much enthusiasm.

            "I don't like to think so."

            "Why?  I would love to have a house like that."

            "Yeah . . . it gets lonely there though.  My parents are always
working.  And my friends are kinda dating and don't have time for me as
much as I would like."  I told him.

            "Parents . . . pshh who needs them."  I raised an eyebrow.  "I
left them a while go."

            "As in running away?"  I asked.

            "Yeah."

            "Why?"

            "Boy, you have a lot of questions.  Come-on, let's stop talking
and do some surfing."  Dar grabbed my arm and tried to lead me to the
water.  But I stopped.  I shooked my head `no.'

            "Whats wrong?  Don't tell me you don't know how swim."  He said
looking at my eyes with a smile.  Geez, stop smiling at me, I can't take
anymore of those.

            "Yeah kinda."  I said feeling a little embarrassed.

            "Come- on, I'll teach you the basics then."

            "Teach me?"  I asked.

            "Why not?  Come-on I'll show you."  He extended his hand to me.
I looked at it thinking about what would happen.  Eventually I just gave up
and took Dar's offer.

***

            I tried to sneak in my house unnoticed, but my mom caught me.
"JUSTIN!!!  Why are your clothes all wet?"

"I went swimming."  I said with a smile.  After I said that I ran up to my
room.  All my clothes were soaked.  Each step I took made this funny
squashy washy noise.  Sigh . . . I never knew swimming could be that fun.
Even though I was drowning most of the time, Dar kept helping.  Dar
. . . he was beautiful . . . beautiful.

***

            "I can't see . . . Billy where are you?"  I woke up feeling the
ring that Billy gave me.

            "I'm right here.  What?  Miss me in your arms already?"

            "Har â€" har very funny."  I said sarcastically.

I got out of bed touching the wall and feeling my way to the bathroom.
Imagine total darkness, except hearing or feeling things that you don't
know what they really are.  The bathroom door was open and I went in.  I
had to take a leak.  But while I was in the middle of doing it I heard
something.  "Billy is that you?"  I heard no response.  I shrugged it off
and heard people downstairs.  It must have been Dave and Steph.

            I finished up with my business and felt my way downstairs.
"JUSTIN!"  I heard from both Steph and Dave.  And they gave me a hug.  "How
you doing buddy?"  Steph asked.  Then I heard Billy came down stairs.

            "Hey, what's up guys?"  Billy asked.

            "What's up?  Dude, this is our last day being with each other.
Lets make it a day to remember."  Dave announced.  Then, I heard some music
being cranked up.  Obviously, Steph snuck into my dad's sound system.

            "WOOT WOOT!!!"  We all said in union.  I might have been blind,
but I still knew how to party.  I felt a hand grab me onto the dance floor.
This hand, which was leading me, took my other and started dancing with the
beat.  Back then, I must of looked stupid dancing, but who cared.
Eventually I heard the person speak.  "I really hope this would be a day to
remember." He whispered into my ear.

            "Billy?"  I asked in confusion.  But there was no response.  I
was left standing there, alone.  The music went back down and heard the
front door shut.

            "Billy where are you going?"  Steph asked.  Then a bunch of
footsteps followed to the front door.

            "Justin you wait here."  Dave told me.  I was left alone again.

            "Hello?"  I asked.  There was no answer.

***

            I was wakened by the blazing sound of my alarm.  ARRGHH another
day of school, what was I going to wear?  For some reason I wanted to look
good, maybe it was because I could actually see myself in the mirror.  I
was fascinated at what I saw every time.  I had brown eyes and black hair.
To everybody else, that was what he or she basically saw.  But to me, it
was like looking at a totally different person.  All those years and this
was what I looked like.  It's a crazy thought.  "JUSTIN!  TIME FOR
BREAKFAST!"  I heard Mom yelling downstairs.

"Coming mom!"  I replied.  Ok, I look kinda preppy, but it didn't matter.
I got my Jordan's on and I was good to go.  "Hey, how you doing, sweetie?"
My mom asked as she was eating her eggs and sausages.

"Great mom."  I had a feeling the conversation between us wasn't over..

"Why were all your clothes all wet?"

"I told you, I went for a swim."

"Those clothes aren't exactly cheap you know," my dad cut in.  OMG here
goes another lecture about when he was a kid.  When he was a kid, he didn't
have any money and had to work hard to get where he's at, right now.  He
must had been a real prick back then too.  "OK dad, I know.  I know.  I'm
not hungry.  See yahs."  I said.

"Want me to drive you?"  My dad asked.  Well, I didn't put too much thought
about riding the car WITH my dad WITH that car.  "Nah, it's ok."

            I quickly took off running after the school bus.  When I
arrived at school, I found Dave and Steph smooching around and I didn't
want to bother them.  I guess there wasn't anytime for me there.  So, I
went to my locker and guess who bumped into me?  "OO sorry Justin."  Billy
apologized.

"It's ok."  I went back on getting my stuff.

"Uummm . . . did you put any thought about what I asked you, before?"
Billy seemed a little impatient for my answer.

"To tell you the truth . . ."

"Yeh?"

"I don't know."  I told him.

"What?  So you telling me you are not sure."

"I'm sorry.  I don't' know what to believe.  This is all so new to me.
I've be blind for so long I don't know who I like or who I'm into."

"Oooo.  Yeah that does make sense."  He said softly.  "I guess I'll talk to
you later then."

"Bye."

The bell rang and we went to our classes.  Billy was in a few classes of
mine.  That meant I caught him staring at me A LOT!  I was thinking in the
middle of class about what Billy asked again.  "Was I really gay?"  I asked
myself.  Or should Billy ask the same question to himself.  He's really
cute and all.  Maybe . . .

Sorry for the wait for the second chapter.  I've been busy with my new
boyfriend and I had writers block.  This story I don't think is as good as
everybody was hoping it to be.  If you want me to continue email me.

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