Chapter Two: Got a bad day?

Garen

I could tell it was going to be a bad day.

I pushed myself through the throngs of people scattered throughout the hallways of the school as I emerge from my third period class, heading towards the gym for my next class. I pulled a face at the idea of swimming lengths and the coach nagging at me to start coming after school regularly and be on the team. Since the last week or so, he's suddenly been very insistent on me coming to practice after school but I just can't seem to garner up the energy nor the will to do it.

Brushing past a petite brunette whose hands lingered a little longer and a little too close to my waist for comfort, I don't miss the looks from girls around me – some inquisitive, some lustful and some just plain confused. I didn't blame them; I'd gone AWOL with my reputation as the school playboy and no longer winked at passing girls or smiled at sluts I'd gone to bed with recently – especially since I haven't for a while. Not that I hadn't been quiet before what with restricting the times I'd be going out to someone or other's party because I'd end up getting bored easily and eventually coming home to Cadyn, but at least then I still went a few times, still managed to pull a few girls. Now, I'm rarely seen without my twin and I know it's beginning to cause some questions but I don't care. I don't regret kissing him at the risk of being alienated and thrown into a psychiatrist's office, not one single bit. But that's probably because I didn't end up in a psychiatrist's office and my twin actually ended up kissing me back.

A smirk finds its way onto my face as I spot a familiar head of blonde hair and next thing I know, my free hand is trailing down his side...a free hand that got slapped away that is.

"Ow!" I pouted at Cadyn's wide eyes before freezing up as I saw Jan looking at me curiously, her eyebrows raised.

"I just...hit the lockers." I explain weakly, gesturing to the lockers behind me and Jan just continues to stare at me before shaking her head.

"You're acting weirder than usual, Garen." She comments and I shoot her a weak smile before sidling off with a wave, knowing that I'm going to get yelled at by Cadyn later. God, this is a shit day. As I turn the corner to go into the changing rooms, I see Jason entering and I follow him, mussing up his hair with my fingers as he lets out an indignant exclamation, wheeling around to glare at me.

"Oi!" he pouts and I snicker at him before tossing my gym bag into the corner and beginning to peel off my shirt, the fabric blinding me as I was suddenly shoved from behind into the lockers, hands automatically coming up to stop my face from colliding with them. The sound of clanging metal is sharp in my ears. Angrily, I pull the material back down before spinning to glare up into none other than the eyes of Gary Carter in all his short-haired, strong-jawed glory.

"What the hell is your problem?!" I hissed at him. Head like a block, and his brain's one too. Okay, well, he's not that idiotic, not like some of the company he keeps. Either way, it would be an understatement to say that I hated Gary Carter. Not just because of what he did but even before that. Always sneering down at me, like he's any better himself and then to go around and do that just made me hate him even more. Even now I have to resist the urge to punch him in his mug.

"What's yours, Hancroft? Why so pissy, huh? You not getting laid enough?" he smirked at me and I felt like spitting in his face or even better, punching it.

"Oh, I'm getting laid enough alright. Why are you so interested? Jealous, are we?" I lifted my chin in defiance. Pathetic comeback and yeah, he's taller. How shit out of luck is that? He glared at me before grunting and shoving his face closer to mine so I could see the beginnings of stubble decorating his cheeks and chin, his dark eyes beady.

"You better watch yourself, Hancroft, and don't be getting in my way." He hissed.

"Fucker, you came up to me." I felt my back hit the metal lockers forcefully as Gary shoves me again. I wince inwardly at the blossoming pain but grit my teeth so as not to show it on my face.

"Hey, leave him alone!" I looked behind Gary to see Jason glaring at Gary with his arms folded across his bare chest. Gary raises his eyebrows as he looks from me to Jason then back to me.

"Guess you need other people to fight your battles for you?" he shoves me one last time before turning to go out to the pool, making sure to knock Jason with his shoulder.

"Fucker." I glared at his retreating back before angrily pulling my shirt up over my head and chucking it in my gym bag.

"I agree. What does he want now?" Jason wondered idly as he came to stand close to me, eyeing the door to the pool. I sighed heavily before running a hand over my face.

"Who knows?" I muttered, wondering the same thing. It was strange enough he had come up to me only to try and be a big macho fuckhead because after I found out about Lena's cheating, I was giving him a wide berth and he did me the same. Not that I didn't before, after all, I'm not stupid enough to sacrifice a couple of my brain cells to make time and play nice with him when he wasn't going to be fucked with it either, so to hell with that.

"Hurry up you babies!" Coach swung open the door to yell irritably at the rest of us stragglers and I hurriedly pulled down my jeans to step into my swimming gear.

"Uh-oh, he's in PMS mode today. I'll meet you outside, yeah mate?" I just waved him off, as I began to fumble through my bag for my goggles. Once I'd located them, I joined Jason outside, ready as I'll ever be for more of Gary's sudden eruption of glares, Coach's insistencies for me to come to practice and the latest from Jason. Oh, and swimming – can't forget swimming.

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"I fucking give up, already!" I moaned as I tossed my algebra textbook on the ground, the loud thump making Cadyn jump from his position at the desk. He frowned before spinning on his chair to glare at me.

"You made me make a mistake!" I just rolled my eyes before flopping back on his bed.

"You're so anal." I muttered before looking up at the ceiling, Cadyn scoffing before I heard the squeak of his chair, indicating he had turned back to his work. Sorry, he's an anal-retentive workaholic. It'd be so goddamn annoying if I didn't like him so much. But I do and even now, my eyes have dropped to him hunched over on the desk and engrossed in whatever school project it is this time.

"Cadyn..." I whined, nearly missing the almost imperceptible shake of his head indicating he didn't want any distractions.

"I'm working, Garen." He replied, almost terse and, like a little kid, I pouted before getting up from the bed and wandering over to the desk, peering over Cadyn's shoulder and making sure to leave hot puffs of breath along his neck which I knew made him shiver. I snorted at the poster he was doing for his biology presentation about some organ, the brain or something.

"Oh my god, Garen!" Cadyn finally turned around, eyes ready to burn holes through me like I was Swiss cheese but quickly, I sealed my lips over his, moving them gently and licking his bottom lip – garnering me a gasp which I took the opportunity of by slipping my tongue in and nearly moaning at the sensations. Though that was quickly stopped as I was pushed back and onto the carpet, Cadyn's eyes darting around and guilt written all across his face. I wanted to pound the floor in frustration.

I lied. Kind of, a bit, just a little one. I mean, I know I did say that we'd take it slow but this is killing me here. The kisses are short, they're sweet and they're amazing but it's always interrupted or stopped just a little before a forthcoming interruption. Cadyn's my twin brother and I would never do anything that would make him feel uncomfortable like to rush him into sex but...well, I'm a male teenager who used to have a player reputation among the girls. Now I just want in on Cadyn, in his mouth, pants, whatever. As much of a jerk as I sound, it's true – I mean we haven't even made out yet. I still feel like there's an awkward distance and it makes me uncomfortable and sometimes, I think Cadyn can feel it too. Or at least I hope he can, otherwise I'm just...well, let's just say I wouldn't be very happy. Downright upset as fuck if I found out Cadyn was only doing this to please me. But he wouldn't. He wouldn't.

"Cadyn, I –"

"What if Casey came in again? She's right next door!" Cadyn hisses loudly at me and I can't resist the urge to roll my eyes, sparks of anger flaring up in me.

"Right, like she can't hear you now! Oh no, Cadyn, you're not being way too obvious at all about this!" I mocked him, knowing I shouldn't have but doing it anyway. Cadyn looked ready to yell bloody murder at me but at the last moment, managed to restrain himself; squeaking indignantly instead and glaring before dropping his gaze to the floor with a long, drawn-out exhale, turning it into an awkward pause between us.

"I'm sorry; I guess I've been a little...too cautious." Cadyn mumbled, causing me to feel guilty for even thinking what I was thinking earlier. I crawled over to where he was now slouching in the chair before getting up on my knees and encircling my arms around his waist.

"Sorry." I mumbled back into his side, his warm flesh beneath the material of his shirt making me shiver.

"I don't want us to fight." Cadyn admits in a small voice as his hand comes to brush through my hair and I feel like purring like a cat, "Not about this." He whispers and I can't tell if he really meant for me to hear it or not but it doesn't matter because either way, I give into the urge and press a light but insistent kiss to his side before glancing up at him, worry chewing away at his bottom lip. I want to do that. So I lean up and do – Cadyn this time making no efforts to push me away. I run my tongue over his bottom lip, silently asking for entrance and surprisingly enough, he grants it. Slowly I get up as does Cadyn, one of my arms still around his waist whilst my other hand runs its way through his blonde tresses. And you have no fucking idea how good it feels to be the one who can make him mewl into my mouth like he's doing now. It's so...hot.

You know, until the phone rings and jerks us out of it. But despite that, I still attempt to keep Cadyn's focus on me by showering him in little kisses on his lips, on the corners of his mouth, lightly brushing down to his neck and oh god, he tastes so good. Cadyn mewls again and tries to push me away but my grip is insistent and he doesn't resist for much longer before going slack again and trying to sloppily respond. He may be my twin brother and now my...boyfriend? Can I call him that? – but he's really still a learner though it's okay since it's really quite endearing.

"Okay, have to...mmph – get the, mm – p-phone..." Cadyn trails off as he reaches to the desk to grab his vibrating phone. I nearly grab it and chuck it against the wall but Cadyn's quick enough so that he's pressed the green telephone and holding it to his ear by the time that idea flies right past. His palm pushes against my chest and it feels really good even though now I'm just smirking as I start brushing kisses along his bare neck which I may have found a new fascination for.

"Garen, stop it!" he hisses at me with a glare before turning his attention to the phone. "Hel - ah! - lo! I mean...um, yeah, hello?" Cadyn's eyes slip momentarily closed as my lips dance over what I am now discovering is a particularly sensitive area. I press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, still smiling even though he's glaring at me now but it's not strong enough to want to make me cower in the corner. Well, it never is so I continue to torture him, grinning as he bites his lip.

"W-what? D-Derek?" the sound of that name makes me freeze, my grip around Cadyn tightening so he's crushed against me, his hand sandwiched between us. He looks confused, glancing at me before his eyes widen and he suddenly begins stuttering before shutting up, teeth coming down to worry at his lip. I am so surprised that I barely notice him stepping away from me, my hands falling to my sides as Cadyn realizes the advantage and takes it before walking quickly out of the room without even a backwards glance at me. A few seconds later, a door slams shut and I am left standing in the room, wondering why my hands are clenched into fists at my side.

my fingers hurt, it's been a shit week and will be that way for the next three weeks so...unless i feel like writing or have time or whatever, i won't be updating until my exams are over. sorry everyone and i hope you liked this chapter. tell me what you think? Pretty please?

xo, effay.

calamity jane: thank you so much for your continued support in reviewing both the last chapter of sbppoas and this sequel too, i really do hope it turns out as well as everyone expects and meets all their standards. yesyes, garenandcadyn are love - too bad i have to put them off for a while which really sucks D:

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