Okay, I took my time getting around to this because...I forgot about it. But now, here I am, ready to write the part that I have long waited for!
It's two weeks into summer vacation, and I couldn't be more bored. I'm sitting in my living room, staring at the television, watching an episode of some cop like show, that thirty minutes into, I realized I've seen before. There's no one for me to talk to, because my parents are out on a date, like they're still young or something. I would go over to Jason's, or have him come here, because its his job to entertain me, but he's not home, and neither are his parents, because they had the nerve to go away on a three week vacation, take Jason with them, and not invite me.
I mean, Jason and I had never been apart for more then a few hours in our entire lives, even before we were going out with each other. For example, when we were six and got stuck in different classrooms, we'd sat in the janitor's closet and declared that this was our own personal classroom. We wouldn't come out no matter what, and eventually it started to get out of hand, because all the other younger kids thought it was fun, and started coming in too. Finally, they just put us in the same class.
Or when we were eight and Jason's parents sent him to a summer camp, but my parents didn't have enough money to send me. Jason had hid me in the backseat of the car at his feet, and I'd stayed absolutely still the whole drive over. It had taken all our self control not to give ourselves away, but we'd managed. Of course they found me once they were unloading Jason's stuff out of the car. Then they had to call my parents, who ended up scraping up the money for me to go.
Of course, just cause he was gone for a few weeks, doesn't mean that I'm going to totally lose my head, just because he's not around. I was having a very peaceful few weeks.
Still, it was rude.
Suddenly, my phone rang, and to my embarrassment, I practically dived across the couch to get to it. Unfortunately, it was not Jason. But whatever. Not like I was waiting for him to call or something.
Still, it wasn't too bad, because the caller I.D said, William, and he wasn't totally annoying, like Jazz, who I still saw around school sometimes. She'd always try and make me feel bad about myself by whispering obviously loudly to her neighbor, and then pointing at me, and adding a mean snortle. Which is a mix between a snort and a chuckle. It was a very unattractive noise that only made her look uglier, which I never hesitated to point out.
"Hey, Will." I said into the phone.
"Hey Tommy! Can I come over?" he asked.
"Sure." I answered, and a second later, my doorbell started to ring, over and over. I rolled my eyes, knowing right away that it was William, who had apparently had no reason to ask if he could come over, because here he was anyway.
So, a minute later, William was sitting on the couch with me, watching the episode of the cop show that he had also seen.
"Jason still away?" he asked, and I nodded.
"Yeah. He'll be back in a week."
He was quiet for a few milliseconds, watching as the bad guy was arrested on the show. Today, he was dressed in a orange jacket and neon red sneakers. Too flashy for me. With his green hair, he was practically a stop light, complete with all the colors. And he did his job well, people always stopped when he walked by, though it was always to stare at him.
"So, have you and Jason had sex yet?" he suddenly asked, and looked at him in alarm. How had that gotten into his head? He saw my bewildered look, and smiled innocently. But his innocent anything was always a bit too innocent, letting you know that he was actually on to something, usually a prank or something.
"No." I said quickly, trying to make it casual. "Why? Have you had sex?"
"Yes." he said bluntly, and my mouth fell open. Me and Jason had infact, not had sex, though I knew he was thinking about it, because he kept making very obvious hints at, that I pretended not to notice.
"What? Really? When? With who?"
Questions spilled out of my mouth, and he held out a hand to silence me. When I was silent, he answered.
"Yes. Summer of tenth grade. Mike Green."
My mouth dropped open further. "Mike Green? Mike Green is gay?"
He grinned wickedly. "He is now."
I leaned back into the couch. Wow. Was I the only one in the entire history of the world who hadn't had sex?
"Why not? You guys have been going out for a while now, and know each other for your whole entire lives, and probably past lives."
We had actually. Known each other in our past lives I mean. I was sure of it. I was a prince, and he had been my manservant. Sadly, we hadn't been able to declare our love for each other, because he'd died protecting from an assassain, I'd died weeks later when the assassain got me anyway. I'd told this story to Jason, and even though he didn't like the term, "manservant," he said it sounded right to him, except that I'd gotten one thing wrong. When I asked what, he'd annoyed me by saying that I had not been a prince, I'd been a princess.
I stared at the wall.
"Do you not want to?" William went on, like this was any of his business. I shrugged, like it was no big deal, maybe yes, maybe no. William saw through me.
I was tempted to keep my mouth closed and not say anything, but I knew William wouldn't give up, just keep staring at me in the uncomfotable way he was doing right now, making me feel like I was being violated.
"He's...already..." I trailed off, and now it was William's mouth who dropped.
"What? With who?"
Fire burned in my stomach. "Jazz."
"Aw, man. That kinda sucks. But why's that matter? Don't want sloppy seconds?" he asked teasingly.
"No...I just...what if..." I blushed quiet suddenly, and without my permission actually. William waited for me to go, and I was surprised by his patience. Usually if he wanted me to tell him something, he just grabbed me by the shirt and shook me until I told him. Better then Jayden though, who, as emotionless as he was, was scary when he was angry. Once, me and William had accidentally broken his iPod, which I'm pretty sure he can't live without. He'd chased around the courtyard for the whole lunch period, and I'm pretty sure that those threats he was shouting at us weren't empty.
Waste of his breath anyway, since it was fixed the next day.
I'd been slightly, only slightly, scared, though since William was a secret pervert, who also had a crush on Jayden, it had probably turned him on.
"What if...I'm not as good as her?" I finished with a flaming face, but William didn't laugh. Maybe he sensed how much this secretly troubled me. I felt even more embarrassed, I hated it when people saw how insecure I could be. Still, this was nice to get out, so I went on.
"What if he doesn't like it, and he realizes that this was all a mistake, and he goes back to Jazz?" I said in a rush, and William ruffled my hair.
"Don't worry my boy, that's not gonna happen. Jason loves you."
I looked at William, then at my phone, wondering why Jason hadn't called.
That night, I didn't sleep. I had some thinking to do.
It's a week and a half later now, and Jason's back. Due to the abandonment, I ignored him and his parents for a few hours, making sure they picked up on how angry I was about that particular subject. I finally forgave them after they'd promised to take me on everytrip they ever went on, and gave me the present they'd brought back for me.
Right now we were at Abby's house, splashing around in her pool. At the moment, she and Katy were the only ones in the pool though, and in my opinion, they were getting pretty grabby. Though I'd long seen that coming. I mean, yin and yang, right?
Which explains why William is attracted to Jayden, and me and Jason were together.
Jayden was lounging in the shade, listening to his iPod, with his eyes closed, doing a spectacular job of ignoring William, who had him by the wrist, and was trying to pull him off the chair. But apparently Jayden had the ability to turn himself into stone, because he wasn't budging.
Jason and I were in the hot tub, sitting next to each other. I was leaning on him, and we had our hands wrapped together. Up until now, I'd actually forgotten about me and William's sex talk, but seeing him now, trying to rip Jayden off the lounge chair, reminded me. I sat up suddenly, and took my hand away, making Jason look over curiously. I quickly thought of a topic.
"Did you know that William's had sex?"
"Really?" Jason asked, looking over at our colorful friend, who was now leading Jayden toward the pool steps.
In the pool, Katy smiled, "You finally coming into the sun, vampire?" she teased Jayden, and he smiled lightly.
"Are you calling me a vampire, you pasty skinned white girl?"
Abby smiled at her. "Don't worry. I love white girls."
"Yeah." I said. "With Mike Green."
Jason nodded. "I wondered why Mike practically ran away everytime William walked by."
I grinned. "In denial."
He grinned back. "Poor soul."
The conversation had eased my tension. I decided to let the subject drop. But apparently, now I'd gotten Jason's interest.
"So...do you ever think about sex?" he asked, trying to make it casual, as if he asked everybody this. His words made me tense again, and I felt my body stiffen. He felt it oo, and cocked an eyebrow worridly, though still waiting for my answer. I looked over at the pool like somebody had called my name.
"I'm coming in!" I shouted, jumping out of the hot tub. I could feel Jason staring after me, processing my reaction.
I avoided him after that, spending more time with Katy then I had before, and making Abby glare at me a little bit, and I did feel bad, since I'd known that she had been coming on to Katy.
When it was time to go, I practically ran home, leaving Jason behind, acting like I hadn't heard him calling my name.
I mean, how embarrassing was this? Being so insecure over something so stupid? Except that it wasn't stupid to me. And not only was I afraid I'd be worse then Jazz, I was also abit afraid of something else, something equally stupid.
But I didn't want to have to think about that now, so I ran into bed and forced myself to fall asleep.
I woke up when my bedroom door creaked open. I opened my eyes, and held back the embarrassing urge to scream as a black shadow came into my room. Luckily, I was able to hold it back, because I recognized it instantly as Jason.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I sit up. "It's like," I looked at the clock. "Two in the morning! And how did you get in? I locked the door."
He held up a small object that shone in the moonlight. "I used my key."
Of course. Both our families had keys to each others houses.
"And you waited until two in the morning, because..."
"Because I couldn't find my key."
I rolled my eyes. "Well, what are you doing here?"
He sat down on my bed, and I instictively scootched over to make more room for him. He looked up at my face, and I could see him squinting in the dark as he tried to see me better. "Are you okay, Princess?" he asked, and I was sure he could see my blush even in the dark.
"W-what do you mean?" I asked, and he rolled his eyes.
"You've been avoiding me all day."
"Don't be silly." I laughed, but he didn't fall for it.
It was quiet for a few seconds as I tried to decided what I wanted to say. Did I lie? Tell the truth? Pretend to fall asleep? But, so far, our relationship had been so good, and we hadn't had any problems so far. What if this caused our first fight, and we never recovered? I'd end up writing bad poetry about it, as I stroked one of my many cats.
"I've just been worrying..."
"About what?" he asked, grabbing my hand. I looked at our linked fingers, feeling stupid as I realized how much I liked the feeling of our skin touching. Of course, it only made me think more of sex.
"Sex." I said bluntly, trying out William's direct approach tactic. It took Jason for a quick spin, because his eyes widened, and he gave me an odd look.
"Why are you worried about sex? Do think I'm going to force myself on you or something? I promise we won't do it until you're ready."
I laughed at the cliche, though secretly touched by his kindess.
"No. I want to...it's just...what if...I'm not good? And you go back to Jazz?" I whispered, and it was quiet as we sat in the dark. Suddenly, Jason wrapped his arms around my neck, and pulled my head into his chest.
"Princess, I would never, never, leave you, no matter what. I love you, remember?" he said, and I laughed bitterly.
"Yeah, but why do you love me? I'm so...plain. Compared to you, I'm like...the moon shining next to the sun."
"Hey." Jason said fiercly. "Don't do that to yourself." he ordered, and I looked up at him. Even in the dark, he was gorgous, his flawless beauty reminding me even more of why I didn't want this, even though I wanted it. My body, compared to his, and even Jazz's...
He read my thoughts.
"You are beautiful, handsome, sexy, whatever it is you need to hear. Way, waaay better then Jazz. Trust me. Okay?"
He was looking right into my eyes, and what I saw there was love. Pure love. Truth. Everything I needed to see.
"But..." But I still wasn't convinced. "Have you seen how people stare at you? The only one who's ever looked at me like that, other then you, is Tammy. Do you know how happy that made me, that she chose me over you?"
Jason looked pained at my words, and he whispered, "How long have you been thinking like this."
I looked at the blanket. "Long time, I guess."
He shook his head, and kissed me suddenly. It caught me off gaurd, but I didn't fight it, just waited for him to pull away.
"You need to stop doing that, Tommy." he said. "You are so much more then you think you are. When, and if, we have sex, I will love every part of you."
His arms wrapped around me tightly. I hugged him back, tighter even then he hugged me.
"I love you." I said. "I love you Jason. Please...don't ever leave me."
"I won't." he promised. "I'll never leave you."
And, incase you're wondering, yes, me and Jason did have sex after that. And of course, William knew instantly, because he's a pervert and can sense these things.
Me- Yay for forced endings! *cowers* Don't beat me!
Polly- It's okay, Leah! I liked it!
Ben- I guess it wasn't bad.
Polly- Uh Oh. You've turned him gay.
Ben- I am not gay! I was just giving her a compliment.
Polly- Really? *looks at Max* Max, is Ben gay?
Me- For those of you have forgotten, Max can read minds.
Max- Why aren't you asleep? You have school tomorrow.
Polly- *To Max* Why are you chaning the subject?
Me- My dad is letting me ditch.
Max- Now you won't get to finish that movie you were watching in Japanese class.
Me- I'll look it up online. Or buy the DVD.
Ben- Why are you so into this couple?
Me- Because they don't overly dramatic issues like Chase, Shane, Ryan, Cain, and Abel. They're just living life, and having issues we all have.
Max- Makes sense.
Polly- Max, quit changing subjects.
Ben- Well, I'm going to bed. *walks off*
Max- And I'm going to watch television. *wanders away*
Polly- *sigh* Why can't one of them be gay?
Me- *pats her shoulder comfortingly* I hear ya sister.