Date: Sun, 31 Dec 2000 14:04:22 EST From: TheFoolOnTheHill@goplay.com Subject: Memories of Young Love - Chapter 1 Disclaimer: This story will (in these or other chapters) contain graphic descriptions of two (or possible more) minor boys engaged in sexual activities. It may also describe some of the characters involved in various illegal activities, such as doing drugs. I neither encourage nor discourage such activities. If any of this offends you and/or is illegal for view to few, than I recommend you leave and read no further. If you're too young to read such material and you intend follow the law than leave, if not make sure to clear out your temporary internet files and history files. Just in case anyone cares, this story is completely fictional (or if I'm lucky, prophetic). Questions/Comments: TheFoolOnTheHill@goplay.com --------- Memories of Young Love - Chapter I Many years ago lived a boy, his name was Elie. He had short brown hair an emarald green eyes behind which all his thoughts were hid. He was a little short for his age, and weaker than most, but he made up for it with his energy and spirit. He was a fairly good looking boy but despite this had few friends. Perhaps he was just to eccentric for most. Although it could be argued as one of his more endearing qualitities. Around seven I woke up. Normally I'd be getting ready to go over to my friend Jimi's house, but summer was over now and I had to get ready for school (blah!). My mom probablly woudln't be up till 8:00 and we didn't have to leave till 8:30 anyways. I hate waking-up before everybody else, it's so boring, there's nothing on TV 'cept stupid news shows and talk shows and I don't have anything to do but wait until everyone else is up. In the meantime I pour myself a bowl of frosted cheerioes for breakfast. The thing is I'm not even really hungery, I never am in the morning for some reason, but I'd go insane if I had to sit around for the next hour straight, doing absolutely nothing. I purposely ate my food slowly, 'cuz I knew as soon as I was done I was back to ahvng nothing to do. I always wondered what it would be like to a cheerioe, having milk slowly soak into you and ultimately disolve you only to crushed into little pieces right in the middle of the process. I'd almost feel sorry for them, but they tasted good. Finally at 7:55, trust me I was counting the minutes, my mom came down. "Have had breakfast yet?" "Yeah" "Have you taken your medication?" "No" "You know you have to start taking that again for school?" "Yeah, I know" She handed my a class of milk and an orange triangular pill, Dexedreine. It was supposed to help me concentrate in shool, I guess it worked but there wasn't really anything worth paying attention to in school (well math and writting are kinda interesting but that's nevr what I had a problem concentrating on). Guess it's better than getting yelled at by teachers 'cuz your not doing work though. Either way I swallowed the pill and shortly after my dad came down. "Good morning." "Good morning" The problem with eating breakfast to pass the time while your waiting for everyone else to wake up, is than when everybody else eats breakfast all you have to do is sit there and watch them eat. I'm one of the people who lives to close to my school to get a bus and my mom doesn't want me walking so she drives me instead. Once my mom finishs her breakfast, and more importantly her coffee, I dash out the door and run straight towards the car, with the voice of my dad saying "have a good one" trailing behind me, followed by my mom with keys in hand. She unlocks the doors, I jump in a watch slowly and painfully as she takes three whole seconds to open the door (my mom always talks about bow impatient I am, but I don't see it). As soon as we arrive at the school, I quickly flee the car, just happy not to be sitting anymore, this time with my mom shouting "bye, honey" behind me. I quickly stop running though, the Dex is starting to kick in. In some ways I actually feel more hyper but yet somehow more relaxed at the same time, it's a strange feeling. It's a kinda subtle feeling though, one I doubt most people take notice of, and one I probablly shouldn't be taking notice of either, let alone enjoying. It's nothing I felt bad about, just something I thought I should keep to myself. Once I'm inside the school I look around at new and old faces (they all really look the same though, 'cuz I don't really know any of them), and find my one and only friend, Jimi. We talk for a little while but shortly after I get there we have to goto class, and, unlikely last year, me and Jimi don't have the same class this year. My teacher is Mrs. Loftus and his is Mrs. Schaible. This is gona be a long day. But finally reccesse comes along and we're back together, battling with tree-barnch swords. We usually get along quite well, but he usually just wants to fight, were as I'm busy trying to think up elaborate plots and these different characters which is usually where he gets bored and attacks my while I'm blabbing on about how this guy is the king of this place and can do all these cool things. My mom says I should write all my ideas down and make book out it, but it wouldn't work 'cuz I'd always be being interupted by Jimi beating my with a stick. Plus why would I want to write a book when I can beat Jimi back with my own stick instead? But enough of that... "I'm gonna go get a drink now, I'll be right back" "OK, but I get one free hit for every minute your gone" "Whatever" So I run back into the school building and as I'm turning the last corner to get to the nearest water fountain, I almost ran straight into another kid (one who IS in my class) who was just walking away from the same water fountain. I just there for a moment, looking into his eyes, it was a really weird standing two inches in front of him and just staring in the eye. Eventually I decide to say something "Hay" "Hay" "Sorry I was just trying to get to the water fountain" "It's ok, I was just trying to leave it" "So watcha you doing?" "Nothing really" "K, you can help me team up on my friend Jimi than" "Cool, what's your name?" "Elie" "Cool, I'm Kenny" And so I make my back down to where Jimi is, but with more than a voice behind me this time. "Jeez, how long does it take to get a drink of water? I get like a hundred free hits now" "Fine I got help this time" But soon afterwards recesse is over, Jimi makes his way back to his class and me and Kenny back to out class. After school is over for the day I invite Jimi and Kenny over to my house to play Super-Nintendo. ---------- Written 12-28-00 by The Fool On The Hill The author owns all copyright to this story. You may distribute it if you wish, as long as all parts of the story (including disclaimer and copyright notice) are included and unchanged and do not charge others to view it. TheFoolOnTheHill@goplay.com