Puppy for Sale
by James Matthews
Chapter 45
Hunted at School
For once I felt like I'd had a great night's sleep. The faint sound of Steven's alarm came to the forefront of my mind as I came round from my slumber. Dave took a little longer which gave me a perfect opportunity to watch him sleep for a few seconds.
It was so cute!
I looked over and saw Steven hit the button on his clock sending the room back into silence. Steven fell back onto his back and lay there looking at the ceiling. Dave took in a deep breath and yawned, gently rubbing my chest with his hand.
"Morning you two," Steven said, turning his head to face us.
"Morning Steven," I replied. Dave just held up his hand before he jumped out of bed. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Need a pee, my bladder is full."
Steven also got out of bed, but then came and sat on mine. "So, you guys had fun last night then?" He asked, a wry smile on his face. I giggled like a girl.
"Yeah it was awesome, but you shit!"
"What?" Asked Steven, trying on his best innocent look.
"You were awake the whole time, and were listening to us?"
"Well yeah, but hey, you should be thanking me for waiting until after you had both finished before I said anything."
"Why?"
"Because If I hadn't, you and Dave might not have had any action, right?"
"I guess so."
"So there you are. Hey, does he give a good blowjob?"
"I guess so... well he made me cum, let's put it that way."
"I know, I heard, remember?" Steven said, winking.
"Yeah, don't remind me."
Dave came back into the bedroom and sat on the end of our bed, still looking like he was trying to wake up. Steven got up and left the room, I assumed to go to the bathroom.
"Looking forward to your first day at school?" Dave asked, scratching his balls.
"Yeah, I think so. I still can't believe it's happening though." I said, excitedly.
"I think you are the only person I ever met Jensen that wanted to go to school," Dave chuckled.
"Boys, are you up and alive?" Max called.
"Yeah Max, be down soon," I called back.
"So did Steven say anything about last night? God that was so embarrassing."
"Only briefly, he seemed pretty cool with it though." I replied.
"I'm sure he swings both ways, I mean how can a straight guy be ok with two other guys having sex in front of him?"
"He did try and explain that part of him to me, I don't know Dave, he says he is straight... oh and he does have a thing for this girl at school. He's supposed to be having lunch with her today, I think."
"Ha! Well, we'll see. Mind you, I don't really like the idea of us doing things under his nose though."
"Why not, who knows, he might even get off on it," I laughed.
"Get off on what?" Steven asked, coming back in the bedroom.
"We were just talking about-"
"Jensen!" Dave blurted, cutting me off mid-sentence.
"Oh I see, what you think I got off on you two making out? Well for your information, my cock was soft all through it."
"Thanks for that information Steven," Dave said. Steven wandered over to his underwear drawer and pulled out a fresh pair of boxer briefs, before sliding his old ones down his legs, not seeming to care Dave and I were gawping.
"What's up, never seen a dick before," Steven asked, shaking his head. He then started to massage it in his hand before bursting out laughing. "Like putty in my hands... close your mouths!"
So just when I didn't think Dave could get any sexier, he surprises me again by appearing in his ironed school uniform and takes a seat at the table. His hair is immaculate, each blond spike different from the next giving him a sharp fresh look. Now fully woken his blue eyes are big and bright and he finishes off the look by giving me his killer smile.
"Wow, you look good in that," Dave stated, looking at me in my own uniform.
"I was just thinking that about you."
"Guys, guys, it's a school uniform, let's remember that," Steven barked, rolling his eyes.
I put my head down and crunched on my cornflakes. Just then my phone started buzzing in my blazer pocket. I brought it out and looked at the screen. It was just a number.
"Hello?" I said, placing the phone to my ear. I almost leapt out of my chair as I heard Cindy's voice on the other end. "Oh, wow, you called... yeah... yeah... my first day, how did you know?... Oh right... yeah... yeah, I'm so glad you called... yeah I'm leaving soon, shall I call you later?... ok... yeah will do... ok... ok bye."
I swiped the screen on my phone and just sat there looking at the screen before looking at Dave, who had a serious expression on his face.
"You look annoyed again." I said, matching his facial tone.
"I'm trying not to be... so are you meeting with her?"
"We didn't plan anything, but I'm going to call her later."
"Ok," was all Dave said, getting up from his seat and placing his half-finished bowl of cereal on the work top, before leaving the kitchen. I followed him with my eyes before shaking my head in frustration.
"Give him some time," Steven said, softly, obviously seeing Dave had annoyed me.
"I wouldn't mind, but I don't choose who he is friends with, I just don't get it. She's my best friend, not someone I'm doing anything with."
"Dave has always had that streak in him, you just got to be firm and he'll fall into line. He used to get jealous when I would spend time with Jessie."
"Really? You never told me that."
"Well I thought it was just a one off thing, but seeing how he's been regarding you and Cindy, I see it's just him."
Susan came into the Kitchen and started to clean up. "What's up with Dave?" She asked, wiping down the work surfaces.
"Cindy just called me; I don't think he liked it."
"Oh, well I'm sure he'll be ok. Anyway boys you better get going or you'll be late."
"Yeah, I just need to get my shoes on, are you ready Steven?"
Steven nodded and we both got up from the table. I went upstairs to get Dave and found him sitting on our bed with his hands locked together, leaning on his knees. I wasn't about to make a big thing about Cindy calling so I just pretended I didn't notice his deep thinking pose.
"Are you ready, I think we need to go."
"Yeah," he grunted his reply.
The three of us met at the bottom of the stairs and picked up our bags. I had a couple of forms given to me by Susan I needed to hand in and we all got money for lunch.
"Now, Steven, Dave, you look after Puppy now won't you. Make sure you show him around and stay with him at lunch time, at least until he makes some friends."
"Mum, he's not a baby, but yes we planned to do that anyway."
"Good, well Puppy, you have an amazing day, I hope you like it there and I want to hear all about your first day when you get home ok. Dave, I'll be speaking with your mother today hopefully to give her an update on you, and Steven, you behave yourself, ok?"
We all nodded and stepped out on to the drive way. Susan waved us off as we headed up the road towards the main junction.
"So, are you two love birds not talking now is that it?"
"I'm talking, I don't see there being an issue of my best friend contacting me." I said, bluntly.
"I said I was trying to deal with it ok?" Dave huffed.
"Dave man, you really got to chill out, she's just his friend."
Dave didn't say anything; he just carried on walking alongside us. There was something very unattractive about Dave's jealous streak and I really hoped he would sort it out.
"So do you guys wanna wait for the bus or just walk it?" Steven asked, as we neared the stop.
"I'm happy to walk... Dave?"
"Yeah happy to walk, it's not too cold."
"Walking it is then," Steven said, starting to quicken his pace. Dave and I did the same.
As we rolled up to the main gates of the school I started to feel a little nervous and stopped just outside. Different children of all ages walked passed us as Steven turned round to see why I had come to a halt.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, this is just a big deal for me, I know it's not for you." I replied.
"Want me to hold your hand?" Steven asked, grinning.
"Want me to?" Dave added, his mood a little lighter.
"Guys, don't take the piss, I have never been to school before, a little support wouldn't go amiss."
"Jensen we are joking around with you, now come on, you don't want to be late on your first day do you?" Steven said.
"Ok, I'm coming."
Steven and Dave led me to the main entrance and guided me through to the main admin office.
"Hello Mrs Godfrey, this is Jensen Stibbings, he's my brother and this is his first day."
"Well hello there young man," Mrs Godfrey said, smiling at me through the window hatch. "Just let me get your file and we'll see where we are with you."
I nodded and she got up from her seat before flicking through a filing cabinet. She pulled out a beige file, similar to the one I had at Greenstone, only this one was a lot thinner. Coming back to her seat she clicked on her computer a few times and looked back up at me.
"You have been assigned to Mr Dawson, Jensen. He will be your tutor. Steven or Dave, Would you mind walking Jenson to his classroom?"
"Sure thing Mrs G," Steven replied.
"I can take him if you like Steven?"
"If you want to yeah that would be good. I need to catch up with the football guys before class anyway, we got a match this week."
"Cool."
"Ok Jensen, well have a good day, and if anyone starts on you, just let me know and I'll bury them."
"Thank you Steven, but I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Ok then, we'll I'll come get you at lunch, wait outside your Tutor room for me. See ya."
"Bye Steven," I said, along with Dave.
"So, we better get you to your tutor room. Any last words?"
"Do I need any? What's Mr Dawson like?"
"Nice guy, He's an English teacher."
"Bet you like him then eh?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ah Dave, with your posh voice, I'm sure he likes you too."
"Pfft, my English sucks, I'm sure he is more interested in how I do in my exams rather than the way I talk."
"I was actually pulling your leg," I declared, as Dave took me down a series of corridors. It was one of those times where I really wished I had paid attention to where I was, seeing as now I had no hope of remembering how to get back to the main entrance.
"Here we are," Dave announced as we came to a stop. The corridor was full of people going in and out of different classrooms. Along both walls were hundreds of lockers that were being slammed shut as Dave tried to tell me where he would meet me after registration.
"So after registration just wait here for me. I will come and get you."
"Ok. Well, you better get going, I'll see you soon."
"I really wish I could kiss you now, but I won't," Dave whispered in my ear. I giggled like a girl and walked into my new classroom.
I spotted Mr Dawson sitting at his desk. He was a large man with bushy white hair. He wore a three piece white suit and brown shoes. He looked really strange.
"By golly, my new student, dear fellow, come closer. You must be Mr Stibbings right?"
"That's right Sir."
"Welcome to the class, I will be looking after you from now on. I have arranged for you to miss your first lesson so I can have some time with you to settle in lad, and tell you about a few things, how does that sound?"
"Very good Sir," I said, feeling more relaxed already.
"Boyle, your voice is getting louder and louder, keep it down over there boy." Mr Dawson yelled through the noise. I looked over to see who he was talking to. A boy with long brown hair and a pierced eye brow locked eyes with me, and he smiled shyly, before looking back at Mr Dawson.
"Sorry Sir," The boy called back.
"Leo Boyle, Jensen, very nice lad, but very excitable. So, tell me about Jensen Stibbings, you have around two minutes until I need to register the class.
I suddenly felt under pressure. "Well, you know my name, I am Sixteen, just. I grew up in a children's home and have just recently found my real dad. This is my first time at a real school."
"I know about your background Jensen, I want to know about you."
"Me?"
"Yes, like what gets you out of bed in the mornings, what are your hobbies, things like that."
"Oh ok, well Steven, my brother? His alarm gets me out of bed in the morning. I don't really have any hobbies, but I do like chickens, and I like movies. I've had quite an isolated life Mr Dawson so I'm not really up-to-date with lots of things yet."
"Well laddie, you have come to the right place to learn that. I teach English but you won't have me, you'll have Mrs Bead, she is a very good teacher and a nice lady. Ok, well we better get started, go take a seat and once everyone has gone we'll get you settled in."
I nodded and scanned the room for a spare seat. The classroom had around twenty five students in it and everyone was looking at me as the noise died down. I saw a seat up near the back of the classroom and went to sit down. The boy who occupied one side moved his bag from the vacant seat and allowed me to take my place.
"Name's Hunter, good to meet you," Said the boy in a deep voice, holding out his hand.
"Jensen, good to meet you too." I replied, staring into his eyes. They were big and brown and almost hypnotic. He was an attractive guy, made even more so with the way he sat chewing gum, like he had a bad boy attitude. With his head tilted, he just kept looking at me. Was I supposed to say something? He eventually let my hand go and moved his focus back to the teacher, ending a rather strange but pleasurable experience.
I continued to watch him chew.
"Ok class settle down, settle down, before we start this morning's briefing I would like to introduce Jensen Stibbings to the class. Jensen has just started here and I want everyone to make him feel welcome. He is part of your family now, so make him feel that way."
I got nods and hello's from almost everyone as I tried to acknowledge each one of them in the room.
"Now I need to prepare some paperwork for Jensen, so once I have done the register you are free to chat until the bell for first class goes. That does NOT mean shout at each other, understood? Especially you Leo Boyle."
Everyone looked at poor Leo who just grinned stupidly. I liked Leo already and I hadn't even spoken to him. He reminded me of Steven a bit and I was betting he was the class clown. Mr Dawson started to call out the register and I tried to remember everyone's name as he did. There were some really good looking boys in my class, something I had immediately noticed. Hunter was no exception and I found myself feeling guilty because I wanted to keep looking at him. Like Steven, Hunter was a well-defined hunk, who looked older than his age. He had his blazer off, his tie loose and top button undone. I cast my gaze to his large hands, up his arms and then saw he had his sleeves rolled up to his biceps. I could see he had really broad shoulders. I could also see he shaved as well which was something that added to the attraction I had for him. I tried to put that out of my mind as I was with Dave and shouldn't have been even looking at other boys, but it was like I had been let loose in a sweet shop.
I faced the front, and concentrated hard on the writing on the whiteboard at the front, trying to get all the distractions to zone out.
Before long I heard the bell go and everyone piled out of the classroom leaving me with Mr Dawson. He called me over and asked me to sit at the desk that backed onto his own and I waited in silence while he looked through my file.
"So, do you have any particular subjects that interest you?" He asked, looking up at me.
"I like Mathematics and Science."
"English?" He asked, grinning.
I shrugged. "I guess."
"You don't have to lie Jensen, I'm not offended. It's good you like numbers. My father was a Maths teacher you know, so I naturally have an interest in that subject. And Science eh? What kind?"
"Kind?"
"Yes, Biology, Chemistry or Physics?"
"Oh, uh... well I don't know really. I like watching Mythbusters on TV, you know where they blow things up with chemicals."
"Sounds to me like you're going to favour chemistry then," Mr Dawson said, Letting out a loud belly laugh.
Just then there was a knock at the door and I could see Dave standing outside. Mr Dawson waved him in.
"Sorry Sir, I was just coming to get Jensen for his first lesson."
"His first lesson is in here with me David, you can come fetch him in fifty minutes."
"Ok Sir, thank you. See you soon Jensen," Dave said, smiling. He left the room and closed the door.
"Friend of yours?"
"He lives with me and Steven, he's my boyfriend."
Mr Dawson sat back in his chair looking rather startled.
"You seem quite relaxed about that Jensen."
"Relaxed?"
Mr Dawson scratched his chin. "Yes, don't get me wrong, your sexuality is absolutely fine with me, my brother is gay you know, but I really must advise you to be careful about who you admit that to in terms of your peers."
"My peers?"
"Your fellow Students." Mr Dawson sighed. "Jensen, as much as I hate to say this, school can be a very cruel place for students that fall outside the standard make up of a person. I know you are new to this environment but this is not like home. Some people might not be as accepting to you as your family obviously are."
"Oh, right, so I need to keep it a secret then you think?"
"You need to do Jensen, what you feel is right. I can't tell you not to inform people, after all the way you just casually told me says that you are not afraid of who you are, and that is a great personality trait, but before you do tell anyone, settle into school life first. Get a feel for the way things work in a school and then decide."
"Well thank you sir, I will take your advice."
"Good, now shall we move on to school matters?"
"Sure thing Sir, what do I need to know?"
"Well I have spoken with the head teacher about your arrival; or rather he has spoken to me. We decided to put you on the same class list as Steven, your brother. That way you won't have a problem finding your way around."
"Oh that's great."
"Uh huh, but with that comes the same optional classes that Steven took."
"Optional?"
"Yes, when you reach fourteen Jensen you have a choice of what classes you wish to drop and what ones to pursue, these are called your options. Now if I put you on the same rota as Steven it means you will automatically have to take the classes he took, but also drop the ones he did."
"I'm just happy to be here Mr Dawson," I replied, not really worried about that. "Out of curiosity, what has he taken?"
"I have his file here... so, let me see. Ok, Steven took Geography, Materials Technology, IT, Spanish, PE and Personal and Social Education."
"Sounds fine, so what did he drop?"
"Um... History, Religious Education, French, Travel and Tourism, and Food Technology."
"Wow, he took Maths, English and Science? That's not like Steven."
Mr Dawson Laughed. "No, Jensen, those are core subjects, you can't drop those... you have to do them. So did you hear any ones that he had dropped that you might like to have taken?"
"No, I think I'll be ok with the ones he dropped. Hmm, about PE though, I'm not really sporty."
"Ok, well this is where it gets a little more complicated. Even though you are in Steven's group in PE, you don't have to take the sports he is taking. So for instance, I know Steven likes Football, but you might not. In this case you can apply to take a different activity."
"Such as?"
"I don't know, what sort of things do you like doing?"
"I'm not sure, I like weights and I did swim a few times in the lake where I used to live."
"Well we do have a weights room and a swimming pool. When you have PE you'll need to speak with the department head to see what is available on your period."
"Ok, thank you."
"Now, do you have any medical conditions I should know about?"
"Well My foot is still healing from a nail that went through it, and I also take a pill for my mental issues, but apart from that I don't think so."
"Ahh yes, I see you are taking Citalopram for anxiety... and how is that foot?"
"Almost completely healed, I have no pain anymore so it won't be any bother."
"Good to hear. Now, I suggest you find someone from this tutor class to buddy up with."
"What about Hunter?"
"Good choice, he is a good student and will look after you."
"He seems nice."
"Yes, would you like me to ask him for you or is that something you would like to do?"
"I'll speak to him, its fine."
"Ok then, so do you have any questions?"
"Yes, what is my first lesson?"
"Hmm, let's see. Ahh, here we are, you'll have Geography second period. If you take a copy of Steven's schedule you'll know what all your lessons are for the week. Now Jensen, we are a couple of months in to a school term so almost all the classes will be working through some project. I don't want you to worry about that for the moment. Just get used to the feel of the school and the lessons. Your teachers are aware of your unique background and will not be expecting the earth. However, now you've entered your final year of senior school you will be expected to perform ready for your GCSE exams. Again, I don't want you to get worried about this, we are going to put you through them to see how you do. If we find any areas where you are weak, we will support you so you can get where you need to be."
"What if I fail?"
"Well I read your learning file sent over by your father from your home...Greenstone yes?"
"Yes, that's right"
"Well the curriculum they had you on there was solid, although a little void of some detail. My hunch is that come exam day you'll be able to take some of your Greenstone education, plus what you'll get here and put it to good use."
"Ok, thank you."
My first three classes were a blast and I really enjoyed them. Steven was able to sit next to me in two of them and it was nice being in the room with someone I knew. I felt that nearly everyone had been nice to me and I soon settled into the day, the nerves almost gone. After the bell went for lunch I followed Steven to the Cafeteria and met up with Dave, Jessie and Billy, who were already there.
"Hey guys," Said Steven. "Jensen why don't you go and grab a tray and pick out some food, I'll be right there."
I did as he said and went over to the queue, picking myself up a brown tray before getting in line. The way it was set up reminded me a lot of Greenstone. Hot food was first and then cold food deserts and snacks were further down with the drinks machine right at the end. It looked like they had something for everyone there, but my eyes locked on to the fries and burgers as my stomach rumbled. I saw Steven walking over to me before he picked up a tray of his own and joined me.
"Hey Chase, there is a queue you know, get to the back." Some boy barked.
"Shut it Bolderstone unless you want your face broken, it's my brother's first day here so I'm standing with him."
The boy said nothing and Steven turned back to face my direction, a satisfied look on his face.
"You didn't need to be rude to him," I said.
"Jensen, you are going to quickly find out that school is a dog eat dog world. You are either at the top of the food chain, or the bottom, there is no in between. Show any weakness and you'll be eaten alive, just remember that. Pricks like Sam Bolderstone need to know when to quieten down, and by the way, if anyone, and I mean anyone gives you any trouble, I wanna know about it, understand?"
"Sure, but I think I'll be ok, everyone seems nice."
"Don't be fooled, once they latch onto something about you it will change. Right now people are sussing you out for weaknesses, trust me. When word gets round you and Dave are banging each other or that you used to live in a kid prison they will use that as the ammo for their guns. I'll let you know which ones to watch out for as we come across them."
"Ok, thanks,"
"No worries, now tell the women what you want to eat and they put it on a plate for you."
"I do know how this works you know."
"Just saying."
I ordered a fat cheeseburger and fries, took a cup of coke from the dispenser and paid, before heading back to our table where the others were. Steven was right behind me.
"That was cheap, I'm guessing?" I said, showing Steven the change I had.
"If mum and dad ever ask you, you tell them it's barely enough. That's why we get this amount of money, it's taken me a long time to convince them inflation has rocketed at school," Steven replied, winking.
"So what do I do with the rest?"
"Spend it on junk of course, or save it."
"I can't lie to them, I feel guilty." I said.
"You will if you value your life." Steven growled.
"So how is it going Jensen, settling in ok?" Jessie asked, taking a bite out of his own burger.
"Yeah, it's really nice here."
Jessie laughed. "Yeah I remember that feeling, it lasted about five seconds. So you have Mr Dawson I hear, he's an eccentric guy, but one of the good ones."
"Yeah he seems nice as well."
"Who are you sitting with in tutor, Jensen? I know most of the people in your class."
"A boy called Hunter," I replied. Jessie and Billy looked at each other and high fived, while Dave looked horrified. Steven swallowed hard."
"What... what is it?" I asked, suddenly worried.
"Jensen, Hunter Kirby is one of only two 'out' people at this school. "Jessie said, doing quotations with his fingers. "No one dares pick on him though because he is built like a brick shit house."
"He's gay?" I asked, eyes wide
"Yep, and I gather your ass is for sale, when he finds out he's gonna be all over you trust me. Damn, Hunter even hits on the straight guys," he added, laughing out loud.
I looked at Dave who seemed as if he was about to scream. I knew he wanted to say something but couldn't, because Jessie was there.
"Guys, give it a rest yeah," Steven intervened, seeing Dave's red face full of anger and my astonishment.
"I need to be somewhere," Dave said, getting up from the table and marching off.
"What's eating him?" Jessie said. Billy and Steven stayed quiet. I did too.
"I'll go see if he's ok, Steven announced.
"I'll come with you," I added.
We found Dave by the stairs near the main entrance and hurried over to him.
"Why did you walk off?" I asked.
"Why... WHY? Why is a good question Jensen, like WHY out of over eight hundred people you had to sit next to the queer king of the school."
"Hey, how was I to know he was gay... he doesn't look gay."
"You need to move, you need to sit somewhere else."
"What? Are you mad, that's going to look really good isn't it. Oh yeah, sorry Hunter I can't sit with you because your gay, oh by the way I'm gay too."
"Don't you dare tell him... if he finds out he'll be-"
"He'll be what Dave? All over me?" I snapped. "I do have a say in that don't I? Or do you think that just because he is gay I am going to secretly run off with him."
"I can't handle this." Dave spluttered, bursting into tears and slumping down on the stairs. "First Cindy and now this."
"Dave, chill the fuck out will you, Jensen is sitting with Hunter, not fucking him. Now get up, people are looking."
"Let em' look."
"Sort him out Steven, I am getting tired of this bullshit. I have done nothing wrong and all I get is jealous accusations." I began to head away.
"YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME AND WE'RE FINISHED." Dave screamed, stopping anyone who was in earshot in their tracks. I looked at Steven who was just about to faint. I felt like that myself realising that Dave had just outed not only himself, but me as well. Steven was now seething and yanked Dave up by his arm, marching him down a corridor.
I chased after them as Steven pushed Dave into an empty classroom.
"Do you know what you have just fucking done, you stupid ignorant fuckhead!
"Steven don't do anything stupid... don't hurt him."
"Stay the fuck out of this Jensen!"
I did as he asked, having never seen Steven this angry.
"I didn't mean to," Dave squealed.
"Didn't fucking mean... you have just outed Jensen and yourself in one fatal blow. This is gonna be all round the fucking school by the end of the day... Jesus Dave, you fucking IDIOT!"
"I'll deny it."
"You can't deny it shithead, enough fucking people heard you!" Steven yelled, running his hands down his face, "This is gonna be the perfect shitstorm, I can feel it. Jessie is gonna find out... oh and Hunter is definitely gonna find out, so you done yourself a right favour there haven't you. Jesus to FUCK!"
"What do we do?" I asked softly.
"Like I have the fucking answers Jensen."
"So we come out, if people ask, we say yes, we are together," Dave said.
"Are we?" I asked.
"Are we what?"
"Together, you said we were finished if I walked away. I was walking away."
"Is that what you want?"
"No, but I also don't want this crap from you anymore, its not nice Dave, and it is a real turn off."
"Look, Dumb and Dumber, do you think you could solve your marriage problems after school. Right now we have more important things to worry about, like how to stop the both of you getting your heads kicked in.
"I can look after myself," Dave retorted.
"I guess I can too," I added.
Steven held his hands up. "Fine guys, you deal with it, but don't come crying to me when the name calling starts, or worse."
Steven turned on his heels and walked out of the room and slammed the door, leaving Dave and I standing there in silence.
"So are you gonna move away from him?"
"You have got to be kidding me? After what you just did and you are still only thinking about whether I am sitting next to Hunter?"
"Well are you?" He repeated.
"No, I'm not, and if you can't get used to that then I don't see a future for us. I am my own person Dave, I am not your property. I am with you because I trust you and like you, if you can't be that back then what's the point."
"I'll try harder, I just feel so insecure, Jensen."
"Why? I haven't done anything and I'm not going to, so why do you worry. So what, Hunter is gay, what difference does it make to me? I'm with you, not him! I chose to be with you, can't you see that?"
"I know I know," Dave replied, wiping his eyes. "C'mon, we better be getting back, the others will wonder where you are."
"And you, you're the one who marched off."
"Yeah, sorry about that," he sniffed
"Dry your eyes, otherwise they will see you have been crying."
Dave took his blazer sleeve and wiped it over his face before heading towards the door.
Back in the cafeteria things looked pretty normal. Steven was joking around telling Jessie and Billy some story. Dave and I approached the table and sat back down. Nobody seemed to notice.
"Hey guys... oh Jensen, I think your burger is cold now." Jessie remarked.
"That's ok, I'm not that hungry now anyway," I replied, looking at Dave.
"So, when are we all going back to Cutters Farm, fancy some fishing... oh wait, what about camping, we could go camping and do some night fishing," Billy said, excitedly.
"Sounds like a plan," Steven said. "Guys, are you up for that if mum and dad let us?"
"I'm not sure I am allowed near Cutters Farm, last time I went I got nailed."
"You sure did," Billy said, laughing. I cracked a smile, but Dave didn't. He was lost somewhere in his mind, I could tell.
"Look, I'll sort out mum and dad, ok?"
"If you do Steven I am happy to come along."
"Cool... What about you Dave? DAVE?"
"What? Oh, yeah sure, sure whatever you guys wanna do.
"You ok Dave, you look zoned out man." Asked Jessie.
"Yes I'm fine, just thinking that's all."
"Well guys, I guess we better be getting back, next class starts soon," Steven said, getting up from the table. We all followed suit and got up, heading towards the exit. Just as we were approaching the door we happened to see Hunter Kirby come strolling in. His tie was loose and he was chewing gum as before. His eyes locked on to mine and just before he walked past me and Dave he gave me a sideways grin and winked at me.
Dave growled and I hit him on the arm. "I'm with you, remember?"
"He fucking winked at you, I saw it."
"So what if he did."
"Well someone has obviously told him," Dave hissed.
"Like I said, I'm with you."
Just before we went through the door I managed to quickly turn round without Dave seeing and sure enough Hunter was looking at me. His cute face was adorable and I loved how he did his hair. It was almost jet black and he wore it messy with a tuft that hung down over his forehead. Although I wasn't about to admit it to anyone, I did find him extremely attractive, I just couldn't help that. I don't think Dave being the way he was, was doing much to stop that either. I was starting to wonder if being with someone like Dave was the right thing to do and now, with Hunter winking at me, my head was being totally screwed up.
Fuck!
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