Brandon was totally sure that the new boy, Eric, had the most startling blue eyes he'd ever seen. As a matter fact, he was staring at him and those eyes this very moment. His English teacher, Mrs. Trouthamburg, had seated Eric directly across from him. Aside from a brief greeting the boy hadn't so much as glanced at Brandon let alone attempted to converse. "Any particular reason you're so shy?" Brandon asked, breaking the lengthy silence that had erupted when he'd shut up to concentrate on his daily opener assignment instead of on getting to know the new kid.

Eric glanced up from the paper that he was scrutinizing, "Sorry I'm just a little preoccupied"

"With what"

"The opener"

"Oh, why? I always make up something interesting. I'm writing about my twins death this time"

"And let me guess, you have no twin?" Eric said, a small smile touching his lips.

"No," Brandon said, "I have a twin but he's unfortunately alive"

Eric laughed, running his fingers through his black locks. "You're not funny, but it's cute that you try"

Brandon blushed a light pink and gushed inwardly. He had a chance with Eric. He had a chance with the most gorgeous guy at Kalamata Olive High School.

"Oh yay, I'm a cute boy," Brandon giggled.

"Pssst! Pssst!" Brandon looked across the room at his best friend Tori.

"He's a hottie!" Tori shouted.

"That was whispering," Brandon said to his cute new friend.

Tori laughed and skipped over to their table where he wrapped his arms around Brandon's neck. He then slid his hands into his friend's shirt while grinning at the surprised newbie. Without taking his eyes off Eric he began kissing Brandon's neck, even nibbling a little.

"Umm you two are a couple?" Eric asked staring at the completely oblivious teacher who sat at the back of the room typing.

"No, not at all," Brandon said, blinking wide-eyed at his crush, "Tori, that's his name, is just a total freak and he likes me but wont commit to a relationship so when I inevitably become romantically interested in someone he expresses his jealousy and frustration by oozing sexuality from every single sexy pore and flirting slash dry humping me"

"Got it," Eric said, still smiling for some reason unknown to Brandon.

Usually when Tori licked him whatever boy he was talking with inched off. This one simply smiled, made faces, and chuckled when he received no response. Brandon had forgotten to respond to the funny, awkward moment ending faces.

"Tori stop," he said, arching his neck away from his friend's luscious, sexalicious lips.

"Humph," Tori grumbled, sitting on the desk, "But if I can't lick you he so has to. You two are dating as of now, which proves that I'm so not jealous. I can't deny the freak accusation"
Eric shrugged, took his new boyfriend's hand, and whispered, "I can't wait to slurp you"

"Slurp?" Brandon looked to his best friend, "I sure hope he didn't catch guy whore syndrome from you."