Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2017 14:24:05 +0000
From: Danny writing <danny2017writing@outlook.com>
Subject: Even If We Tried - Part 2

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The need for page dividers are used in this chapter, the POV
remains as Sam.

In The Last Chapter: Sam the protagonist,
Had stead up all night to do drawings in his journal.
The next morning upon his arrival to school, he hears of
this new student who will be joining his class for the year.
The moment Sam see this boy, he feels inclined to get to
know him. But could it be a mistake or could it be good
thing, only time can tell.

Even If We Try - Part 2

Arriving home I sat down to dinner with the family and then
headed on upstairs to prepare for the night ahead.
Raiding my wardrobe, I looked for the nicest pair of clothes
I could find, that I had to my name.

Deciding on a pair of black skinny jeans, a wine 1975
graphic t-shirt (You know that famous indie band) and a
light black jacket and placed them on the bed.
Fetching a pair of fresh underwear and socks I placed them
on top of my clothes that I had laid out on the bed.
I then grabbed a towel and raced into the bathroom for the
second time today.

Standing under the water, I stood still for a moment after I
had thoroughly washed myself clean and looked down at
myself. Down there to be more specific.
I had received a few small wisps of brown hair in the last
six or so months, I felt that I might have been a late
bloomer.
But when I seen the hair starting to grow
I was relieved that puberty was finally showing on the
outside.

Letting the downpour land on my head I closed my eyes
and enjoyed the feeling of the water gave as it trickled
down my body. Before long thought I had
turned off the shower, and headed back on into the bedroom
and started
ruffling  the towel about to dry myself, and I added a
little extra pressure and effort into drying my hair.
Walking nakedly back to the bathroom I placed my towel in
the hamper and preceded in getting dressed.

Slipping the small garment of underwear over my toes I
pulled them up to cover my private region and then pulled on
my socks.
Stepping into my skinny jeans I pulled them up and put on a
belt for the extra support.
Grabbing the bottle of deodorant on desk at the foot of my
bed I applied it in liberal amounts and placed the t-shirt
on after I felt I was smelling good.
As the minutes ticked away I became conscious of time as I
brushed my teeth and formally styled my hair.

Once I was finished, anxiously I waited.
Watching the two large hands on the clock in
kitchen slowly creep towards 8 pm.
Sitting on the hard-wooden chair at the kitchen table
that had a steep incline for the back,
I became a little worked up and resorted to
checking my phone every two minutes to see if I had received
a message from anyone I knew about information about that
boy or just anything
In general, really. I couldn't figure out what was wrong
with me all of a sudden but I felt the feeling fade and
become no existent by the time Ethan had rang the doorbell.

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Getting the usual lecture from my mom, that I had to be home
at this time and I had better not get into trouble yada
yada.
I made a swift exit, as I pushed Ethan playfully while my
mom shooed us out the door.
The nip in the air was felt as soon as I stepped foot
outside.

I turned around to my mom who was standing in the door, I
gave her my, I'll be okay smile and headed for the gate with
Ethan alongside.
Turning onto the sidewalk we walked slowly as to not arrive
too early and also chat a little.

A couple of minutes of walking I looked over at Ethan and
glanced at him up and down.
"You look smart" I said complementing his fashion choice.

With the crack of a smile, and his face only lit by the
small particles of tungsten lighting that the street lights
provided he said with a burst of energy.

"Well upstairs is for thinking, Downstairs is for dancing"

Feeling a pressure build in my throat and my cheekbones lift
slightly, I let out a laugh at his comedic timing.
He was always one for coming up with good one liners and
sarcastic responses.

"Aww... Man, you do know how to make someone laugh"
I quipped as we quickly both got ourselves under control.

As we neared the destination of the party,
We stopped outside on the curb for the house which had all
the lights on in every room that we could see from the
sidewalk and a hefty amount of people already
at attendance.

For the first time, ever when I looked over at my best
friend he seemed to be a little nervous, it was as if he was
contemplating going in.

I could sense something was slightly off, since we arrived
at this very spot, a shift in his mood had happened, and
knowing this
awesome guy for almost all my life I quickly tuned in to it.
What sort of friend would I be if I didn't see the signs,
I questioned myself.

"Are you all right, dude" I asked sincerely as he looked
from me to the house.

Nodding his head at the statement he agreed, but his nod was
not one of the usual from the many he had given be
throughout the years.

"Man do I gotta tell everyone you still have guard rails on
your bed"

He looked up from the pavement and smiled a little.

"Actually, I..." He stammered. He tried to get the words out
of his mouth the second time when he blurted it in one
sentence.

"It's about Becky Rhodes" He said as he tapped the tops of
his shoes off the side of the curb as if he was playing
football.

"Oh," I said, an awkward silence had formed between
both of us as I didn't really know what to say.
I felt the only thing that I could offer however was
by giving him the option to tell me what was wrong.

"Wanna go for a walk around the block" I enquired.
With a grateful nod from him,
I gestured for him to lead on and he started walking.

So, you must be wondering who is Becky Rhodes.
She's the crush of lifetime for Ethan, he's been crushing on
her hard since sixth grade.
He has tried to be sweet to her and he has tried expressing
his interest in her.
But no matter how much he has done in the past
the girl doesn't seem to be able to take a hint, from what
I've been told.

She is pretty girl, and I could see the two of them being
a couple but then just as Ethan is confident. When he tries
to impress her and she doesn't take the hint, he sort of
gets upset and loses a little confidence with her.
I know my friend, and I would never see him walking up to
her and saying "Hey I like you" In a million years.
But maybe I could be a support for him and encourage
him to try and ask for date even.

By the time we had talked, Ethan felt a little better and I
told him to come find me if he wanted to talk more about it
and I made him swear by it and he agreed for once without
giving me expressionist eyes.

Giving him a playful nudge in the arm as we stood back on
the same spot in front of the house.

"You ready to fuck'n party" I said in a motivational way.

"Totes" He said as he gave me a nudge back in the centre of
my chest and we both took confident steps towards to front
door.

Pushing the solid oak door in of my friends rather large
expensive home.
Both me and Ethan were struck with the loud music that
came from the dining room area.
The house already had quite the turnout of people, of all
ages and all backgrounds.

The floor already held home to
party streamers and plastic party cups and
other miscellaneous commodities that was once use by the
people of the party.
Looking around for a familiar face, over and through some of
the older teenagers that Nash's brother was most likely
friends with, we ended
up slowly gravitating from the hall into the sitting room,
away from the music.

The house was really packed, I would have loved to see there
parent's reaction if they had just cancelled their plans and
came home early. there was a mix of every social group
really in the house. There were the athletes, the artsy and
political people who are always on about save the tigers.

We had the drama team in one corner and then a few geeky
looking guys and emos. I don't necessary like labelling
people, but that's the way I was always told to perceive
them. It makes it easier for everyone to just have a label,
so, you know what group they belong to. I guess you could've
called me a geeky and artsy child.

It wasn't long before Ethan had spotted someone we knew.
It was Nash, standing in the archway that leads into his
kitchen, he was talking to a blondie girl.

Nash is possibly the richest kid in the school, he's not big
nosed or snobby. he's quite the character actually, he's
very charitable. well to his close friends of course.
He's mine and Ethan age also however we don't really see
much of him other than at break time and our personal life
outside school. Since he is in the drama department, and
a different class all together.

The young gentlemen as I'd call him since he's defiantly
following in his father's footsteps for social status and
class, seems to be a proud addition to the family name.

Standing in his grey cashmere, with tan chinos to show off
his fashion sense, you could see that he had money to spend
and that he intend to have to finer things in life.

Navigating around the people who blocked the straight
optimum route, and taking a detour around the couch and
coffee table we snuck up on him.
Ethan of course couldn't control his excitement and jumped
on him as he placed both his hands-on Nash's shoulders and
leapt up on the spot before landing firmly down on his feet
again.

The shock on Nash's face was priceless, but as quick as he
was succumbed with shock, his facial expression quickly
dispersed and changed to that of a happy smile.

"Ethan..." He said as he was happy to see us while wagging his
finger, he paced each word separately and emphasised them
sternly.

"You... Scared... The Crap Out Of Me"

"That was the point" Ethan mocked while one of his arms
draped over Nash's shoulder.

Nash was a lot smaller than us. he looked a little
more fragile to say least, his straw like dirty blond hair
was left go wild and fall into place as if he had just woken
up.
It didn't bother me to say least, it was just unusual
compared to what you'd expect from a rich boy so to speak.

"Oh, hey guys, I have someone I want you to meet" He
announced, as we followed him into the kitchen I was
expecting for him to introduce us to his boyfriend, from the
way he acted only one could surmise that he was gay. he was
quite in touch with his feminine side and that was something
that I felt uncomfortable about.

I saw that as a big no no. Did I act that way I thought?
To myself whenever I got talking to Nash. I sure hoped not.

I wasn't ready to face the pressures of reality, I didn't
want to dig any deeper to find out if I was truly gay.
All I knew was that I had a thing for guys and notting else
as so to speak.

We reached a small crowded corner in the kitchen were all
the alcohol and finger food had been set up by Nash's older
brother who funded the party while his parent were out of
town on business.

"Guys I want you to meet Austin" Nash announced, as he
tapped the fashionable teen on the back to get his
attention.

Boyfriend. I first thought, don't tell me it's his
boyfriend.
I felt discouraged on till the fact I heard Nash say that
this was his cousin who had moved from California, his
dad was to take over operations of our local mining business
here in Spokane.

I let a sigh go and everyone must have heard me, because
Ethan asked was I okay, merely seconds after I had released
the Carbon Dioxide from my lungs.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be" I said back as I was relieved at
the prospect.

He said okay as he directed his attention back to Austin and
Nash. I felt Austin eyes looking at me for a moment, It
was as if he wasn't expecting to get introduced to me
by Nash.

"Yeah we met in school" I stated matter a fact.

Austin was already kinda embarrassed, his eyes went from
Ethan to Nash but never stopped on me but for one second
occasionally.
Overtime he did manage to look at me, I felt that he was
feeling kinda awkward about the interaction.

"Hey" Again he said as he looked down at the ground shortly
after he had said the word. Was he truly looking down at
my shoes or was he looking at my crotch. I couldn't be sure
but he was looking at something to state obviously.

He licked his lips as he looked back up and I said

"Is that all you say. Hey" I chided teasingly

"Oh righty" Nash said "I'll leaves you to it then, the
ladies need me"
And backed off slowly leaving me and Ethan with the Cali
kid.

"Hey man" Ethan offered, "You starving? because I'm
starving"

The boy stepped aside in a bit of a fluster while attempting
to say no that he wasn't.
Looking the boy over he had changed his clothes.
He had on a pair of green jeans and a blue minty plaid
shirt.

It was the first time I seen his brown hair and hairstyle
without a beanie covering it, he had surfer boy written all
over it.
The hair fell down just over his ears that formed
small bangs and it was left slightly parted on the sides and
fringe,leaving hair just slightly
falling down over his eyes.

Silence was all that was achieved in the couple of seconds
that I ended up pushing myself past the boy while kept my
stare at his luscious eyes as I passed him since he was
he was slightly taller than me and glared into his soul.

"I'm hungry I said as I reached for the food and left the
brunette behind me. I loaded up a plate of food and when
I turned around he had moved on somewhere else.

Sure, enough a little time had passed and the food was
tasty, but as the night was still young. Ethan had found me
coming out the toilet when he handed a bottle. The dark
brownish bottle.

"What's this for" I enquired.

"Ehh to drink" He said as he took a sip from his bottle and
gave the sort of face that suggested he was unsure of the
taste and couldn't decide if he liked it or not.

"I don't know, it's like bad" I said with reasoning in my
voice.

"Sam you're not backing out of this are you" He asked
looking at me with slowly disappointing eyes.

"No I just don't want to drink it" I said hoping that he'd
just drop the idea. I didn't want to try the drink, and I
didn't want to feel pressured into doing something I didn't
want to do.
Even though Ethan was always a safe friend, he sometimes
never really thought about his repercussions and that was
what I was more afraid of than actually taking a sip.

"Please man, I don't wanna try it on my own" He said with
the please don't leave a brother hanging concept.

"Fine, one sip" I said as I took the bottle to my lips and
tilted it and let the liquid slow into my mouth.
I couldn't describe it but as quick as the sip
was taken I got a chill through my bones
from the bitterness.

Playing around with the after taste in my mouth I handed the
bottle back to him.

"Thanks" He said. "At least we tried it together"
he genuinely looked taken aback from the deed I had done
with him, we were best of friends so I owed him that and he
owed me that, to not let each other try something alone.

At least that's what was most logical thing in my brain at
this age.
  Trying new experiences together felt much better than going
  at it alone and that was one of the many benefits of
  friendship.
  The crinkles by his eyes soon faded and we both did our own
  thing for a little bit.

He went on the prowl for the girls, while I just mingled
from crowd to crowd, as I secretly was steeling glances of
Austin from across the room talking to a verity of people.
As the night went on Ethan drew the attention of the entire
room with his dance moves.

That's when Ethan came to find me when he asked for my
advice when his girl arrived, Becky Rhodes. Advice I
thought to myself I can't even figure out my own sexuality.
Yet my friend wants advice, I thought it was comical.
But I did what any friend would do, so I pushed him towards
her.

"Hey Becky" I shouted and turned my back leaving Ethan
to face to her. I admit I don't think I'd be able to
jump in at the deep end and confess my feeling to
someone, but it was easier doing it to someone else,
rather than doing it myself I thought.
It turned that he got talking to her, and they
hit it off pretty well. He told her that he liked her
and she was oddly surprised by the statement. Yet she still
kept talking to him, so I slowly back away and left both
of them to keep talking uninterrupted.

  I still hadn't found the courage to talk to Austin, but did
  end up dancing with my friend which meant that the whole
  room was looking at us. I changed my perspective while
  dancing and I seen that Austin was now sitting on his own
  without anyone. He was looking at me, But I don't think
  he thought I could see him very since he was sitting in
  a dim area. His legs were spread wide and he had a pillow
  sitting across his lap. I had a pretty good idea what has
  happing. Everyone now and then he'd put one of his hands
  under the pillow to obviously adjust himself.

I thought this is my chance to catch him at an awkward
and vulnerable time. Slowly I stopped dancing and walked
toward the dimly lit sofa where he sat. When he seen it was
me, he quickly sat up and closed his legs in a little.

"Hey Sam" He said in a high pitched voice, so that I could
hear him over the music.

"Hey, Man. What's up?" I asked knowingly what was up.

"Notting, just board" he said, although it did feel that
he was content I was sitting beside him.

"Do you wanna drink" I shouted back to him, with a nod and
smile I got up and pathed the pillow and started for the
kitchen.
I looked down at him to ask what he wanted, that's when I
noticed he had been most likely looking at my ass.
I turned my bum away from him, I don't know but it felt the
most natural thing to do in the moment.
He seemed to have latched onto that pillow for dare life also.

"Coke" I asked as his eyes bounced around in his head, it was
like he was scolding himself for being caught or something
of that sort.

Arriving back with two cokes I handed one to him and he said
thanks and parked my butt on the sofa beside him. He did
seem reluctant to give much about himself but we did talk
a little bit about how the party was going and how his
first day in school was. Although I think both of us were
pretending to be dumber than we both let on.


Finding myself out by the swimming pool after the cokes with
Austin, they were playing some sort of dare game and I quickly
wanted to be included in the fun. The famous Austin kid was
sitting down playing along with Ethan. Did I hint a little
bit of jealousy for someone I didn't quite know. Maybe.

The blond girl that Austin had been talking to walked me
through the steps and we quickly begun a new game. The
objective of the same was to spin the empty bottle in the
middle and you'd have to kiss whoever it landed on,
complying with the rules I watched as Ethan spun it and
kissed a pretty girl and then it went onto
Austin and he ended up kissing a small geeky looking girl.

When it got to my turn I spun the bottle and it landed on
the blond girl that Austin had been talking to, I could see
the hipster boy from the corner of peripheral vision.
He watched closely, was this his girlfriend I was kissing I
questioned as I leaned in and nervously kissed her on the
lips and jumped back because of the naughtiness of everyone
watching.

Another round came and went and when it came back to me I
griped the bottle and spun it, only this time
It landed on Austin. looking up I seen Austin on the far
side of the bottle with both his legs folded and he looked
at me with an unexpected worry that came flooding in his
face.

Everyone in the immediate circle all wooed at the situation
and tried to egg us on. as nervous as I was, he was the
first one to slowly meet me at the halfway point as he
leaned in.

I leaned in when one of the girls took out a phone.
"No phones" I said as I swiped the phone down towards her
lap. and then leaned in to Austin.
Now centimetres away I could
feel his short exhales of warm air. his eyes were so much
more beautiful up this close. his chocolate brown eyes
where adorable. Making the moved I barely grazed his lips
before the both of us returned to our sitting position as
as both wiped out mouths.

It was my cover, I had to pretend I was totally not into it
but I kinda was into it. The stupidly of the peck could not
be classed as a kiss and that made it look like I was just
doing it because they were the rules of the game and
everyone was doing.

By eleven o clock, I was pretty much knackered.
The tiredness was catching up on me and I just sat on the
sofa for what seemed like a few minutes but in reality, it
turned out to be about forty minutes.
I watched as Austin talk to this blond girl in the now
darkly lit room on the same sofa were we were sitting on.
They seemed to have good chemistry, He was straight.
I assured myself.

Not long after that I seen both them get up and walk towards
the stairs, Austin was behind the girl looking around as
they both climbed the stairs and disappeared.

Looking back at the empty sofa, I slumped on the chair
I was sitting on and exhaled. I watched a couple
people dancing and laughing, on till everything faded.

I must have fell asleep because when I woke up Austin was
sitting in a circle with three girls and Ethan and a couple
of others were doing magic tricks with each other.

I pulled myself up of the sofa. Tiredly and sadly I walked
towards the bathroom that was away the from party past the
mudroom on the way to the garage as it had quietened down.
So that the police wouldn't be called. I sat on the toilet
and thought about what I had witnessed, was I thinking
of what might have actually happened with those two. Yes.
I felt depressed and I felt that I wanted to go home.

I felt that all my partying was done for the night, I got
annoyed at myself for thinking or reading him wrong.
I thought he was the same.

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I had two text messages
from my mom stating that I had to be home in twenty minutes
or else.
I decided that I was done with the night a placed my phone
back in my pocket before I sent her a message telling her I
was on my and that I'd be home for midnight.

Flushing the toilet, I didn't use, unlocking the bathroom
door and I was about to walk out when Austin blocked the
doorway.

"Hey" He said as he showed a warm smile, it appeared that he
was having a good time. Unlike me.
That's when he looked down the hallway and back at me to
make sure the coast was clear.

In one swift motion, he said "You found me" and leaned in
and pressed his soft puffy lips into mine and actually
kissed me.

All I could say in my mind was OMG, he's kissing me. He's
kissing me.
When he pulled away he looked as if he was unsure of how to
read me since I hadn't made an effort to kiss him back.

"Sorry" He said as he rubbed him arm nervously.

"It's okay" I said in a low voice not looking him in the
face and only looking at his neck.

I wasn't sure what to say, I felt confused. I had just
assured myself that he wasn't wired that way and he kissed
me. Somehow my security shield went down.

"It was nice" I said as I looked down at the floor, I felt
my heart race. as I let sensitive material slip from my
mouth. "What" he said with a sincere look about his face.

"Never mind" I said as I tried to brush by him but he still
stood in my way. That's when he said.

"Cute drawing, Art Boy" he emphasises as he pointed a finger
at his cheek and then point his finger back at me, turning
around to find a mirror. I was horrified when I seen the
penis drawing on my cheek.

Ethan I thought, I felt my face redden and blush at
his statement but it was too much to try and handle
So, I let out a rather handicapped laugh and felt mortified.

Smiling sheepishly back at him, he gave an understanding
Look.

"See Ya around, Art Boy" He said again emphasizing the art
boy and walked off down the hall.

In annoyance, I turned on the tap and tried to wash the
thing on my face off, I shouldn't have fell asleep I
thought. Once I had washed the minority of it off. I told
Ethan that we had to go.

As I waited for Ethan to crawl off the floor I hugged a
couple of people I knew and said see ya to them.

That's when I seen Austin sitting back with that blond girl
in the sitting room, he was whispering into
her ear. I was assuming he was giving her all the details of
what transpired. Maybe I was being paranoid, but it didn't
help that she was laughing as she looked at me.

Finally, we said out goodbyes, and as I left Austin
waved at me as we headed out the door.

The short-walked home, felt like a breeze. With my
best friend beside me. I felt like there was a new breath of
fresh air in my lungs. I had my first kiss I thought.
It happened so fast, it was wet, and kinda sloppy.
But despite that I felt as if the night couldn't have
ended better. I started singing some of the lyrics from
Take My Hand by Picture This, as I walked the deserted
streets with my best friend singing alongside me.


"Take my hand
and we can go walking
and we can talk about

whatever is on your mind.
Be my friend
but secretly like me.
I wanna catch you staring
and make you go all red......"

When we arrived home, my mom opened the door. She was just
doing her job, that was to worry about the two of us.
One of us got out first kiss that night and other
was happy that he got to tell the girl he liked, how
he felt. Crawling under covers we talked about Ethan's new
found love and how he was going to approach her in
school on Monday. But I remained silent about Austin.

Falling asleep I felt as if something wasn't complete and
I wondered what Austin was doing as of this moment.
Then the sleep took over me and I drifted off.

The night's sleep was nice, I felt really relaxed and soft,
That's when I woke up to wet underwear an pyjama bottoms.
I had been dreaming of Austin, and as I was stripping and
placing my dirty laundry into my wash basket I felt ashamed.
Trying not to wake Ethan I quickly grabbed another pair of
underwear and put them on and went back to bed, feeling
guilty as I let sleep consume me again.

The End of Part 2

If you've made it this far, thank you for reading. Please
comments are welcome. I'd love to hear what people do think,
this is my second story on here. My first story didn't receive
much feedback so I decided to
start a new one. I'd be grateful to hear an acknowledgment
that people are reading my stories, thanks again.
I have received messages about Spring-Tide and I'm grateful
to hear that people read it, so I'm considering possibly
starting it again.

If you wish to read my first story it's called Spring-Tide

Email Me at danny2017writing@outlook.com

If anyone is interested in the writing process for this
chapter, I used the songs by the Irish band, Picture this
called Take My Hand and Let's Be Young for inspiration on
writing this chapter.

Stay tuned for the next instalment, I feel a connection to
this story.

So, this could be a good Novella in the long run if you bear
with me.