There he was, just as always Ryan Jameson, the Adonis of Hamilton High School. He was just so perfect, perfect hair, perfect eyes, perfect body, and most importantly his perfect girlfriend Jennifer Carmichael. It was the most repulsive site, the most beautiful people to grace this school had the worst personalities. I really think it started all the way back in freshmen year, Ryan and Jen, as her followers that were more like mindless drones called her, started to go out and she was already known for her antics of spreading rumors and stabbing those close to her in the back, she manipulated Ryan and he of course followed in her footsteps. What a waste of a perfectly good guy like Ryan ending up with a cunt like that. It's really sad, if you know the whole story.
My mom named me Nick after Stevie Nicks, let's just say she had a thing for Fleetwood Mac. I'm your typical angst ridden teen filled with all the doubtful notions that are programmed into every teen's head. I have a mind worth something, and that something is a talent for being a keen observer in my little teen melodrama world. Life has its little twists and turns and I make it a point to catch everyone of `em. You could probably tell that I not only feel bad for Ryan but, I got this thing for him, no ohs or awes please.
I had just moved to Oaktown, Maryland from the fabulous town of Las Vegas, Nevada. I was, well, different. Personally, I am used to seeing the strange and obtuse in Vegas, showgirls that could bend any which way, guys swallowing swords on the street for some money and midget dancers. For unforseen reasons, my mom dropped me here to live with my Aunt Mona in Maryland. This woman was definitely my relative, the most out there, crazy but, wonderfully strange woman in this small town. When I first started school in Oaktown, everything seemed so small here, I was like a cockatoo sent to live with a bunch of pigeons, very much ho hum and boring. It was almost like something I watched on T.V. when I lived in Vegas. The people were welcoming but, they were cautious of anything new and different and this time it was me. At school, it was just odd. These kids were the definition of perfect almost in a Stepford-ish way, perfect looks, grades and relationships. I was used to the chaos of schools in this. It is safe to say this place isn't exactly be my first choice to spend the next few years of my teen years but, what choice did I have. A few weeks into school, this super nice and super fake girl Jennifer befriended me. She was popular, pretty and the head of mostly everything, cheerleading, dance committees and everything else under this tin cracked roof. Then there was Ryan, he didn't know me then and he still doesn't. Jen was a good friend for the first thirty seconds, showed me around, introduced me to everyone and even told me what teachers to avoid and suck up too. She became a bit ANNOYING when she started to pry into my personal life though. So instead of letting her have an all access pass I just avoided her, she didn't need to know about me until I was comfortable with her. Later that year after I pretty much kicked her to the curb one night after she tired to get with me.
"Oh come on, let's play a lil." Jen whispered in my ear that night.
"Come on Jen you know we are only friends and anyway I don't even know if I wanna do it with you." I said to shoot down her advances.
"What is it Nick, tell me," she started to say annoyingly," am I not pretty to you? What's wrong with me?"
"Nothin' it's just.... we're friends and that's all." I told her sincerely as if it was the truth.
After that night, things definitely changed for the worse. The next week at school Jen had been spreading rumors that I was gay just because I wouldn't try anything with her. That little cunt ruined my life from that moment on. Well we can't live in the past so I stopped worrying about what she HAD done and what I WAS going to do about it. Well seeing as she controls all of those mindless idiots at school I withdrew myself from people in school. Now free from her constant annoyance I was able to make some good friends that were nothing like her or her followers. That is when I met Lily. Lily has been my best friend since my freshmen year. She is a 100%, complete girly girl that never wants to touch, look or smell anything that was not deemed by her a "hott" as she put it.
The real matter is that ever since, I started middle school I was different from the rest of the guys and as we continued into high school as other guys started to notice girls, I started to look at guys, especially in the locker room during gym. The first person I noticed was Ryan, nice muscular features, defined upper body, I didn't have the guts to look to see if his "lower" body was just as well developed. His face is what first drew me in. His face had sharp edges and looked very rugged, they were ones that you see on leading men in old movies like Rock Hudson or James Dean. He had the bluest eyes, which sparkled like crystal almost clear, but definitely blue. And those lips...oh those LIPS. Prefect not a flaw; they looked to kissable almost tempting all passerbys to look and touch them. Then there was that body of his, mind you the last time I saw him naked was in middle school, he was starting to become toned and you could see his muscles starting to develop. Until recently I had no idea what changes he had gone through.
"Nicky come on you're gonna make us late." chimed in Lily," I'm so not gonna get yelled just cuz you wanna take your god damn time."
"Okay, okay jeez. Someone's just a lil too anxious to make it to bio", I said.
"Well today is the day we get to pick groups for that disgusting dissection lab and I wanna get there so I can get Elmer to be my partner." she said hurriedly.
"Ewww! Elmer Alonzo? That weirdo who gets excited whenever Mr. Walker ever mentions a dissection lab?" I asked with disgust
"Yeah him! Don't you know that if I can be his partner he'll do all the work and I won't have to cut anything or poke some nasty shit. He maybe weird, but he'll do it all and I can get an "A", Lily joked.
"Jeez you are one lazy ass girl..." I started to say when I noticed Ryan running by, probably late like us. "Okay Mr. I'm Coming", she said with an annoyed tone, "I'll see you in class I gonna go on ahead and get my lab buddy and you'll just have to get the leftovers."
"Alright just go on I'll be there in a few minutes", I answered.
I looked down the hallway again and saw Ryan at his locker, fumbling with the lock trying to jam it open. As I started to look at his body, I noticed it has definitely changed and clothes don't hide it. He had this wife beater on that showed off his broad shoulders and nice muscles on his arms and then his butt was nice and tight like all guys that workout and play lacrosse every time they get a chance. His face still rugged as ever had changed slightly seeing how he was almost 18. What a difference four years makes!!! I turned around towards my locker again and pulled myself out of my daze and finished putting away my stuff and realized I was twenty minutes late. I slammed my locker shut and grabbed my bag and took one step and was knocked on the floor.
"Watch where you are goin' jackass" I shouted.
"Why don't you look next time before you try runnin' down someone?" I heard a familiar voice say with annoyance.
As I started too look up my eyes met the most perfect pair of blue eyes that looked like they were sculpted out of sapphires and saw those lips that had captured my attention a million times before. And in all this, all I managed to get out was a hushed "hi".
"Hi," said Ryan in a low hushed voice as if we were sharing some secret. " Do you go to this school?" All I could do was nod. "Are you lost?" I shook my head "no".
"Yeah...yeah I'm fine Ryan" I shuttered.
"Do I know you...hold on aren't you Mick or Mickey.." he enquired.
"No...no, I'm Nick. We have gone to school together since middle school." I blurred out.
"Oh now I remember you, you used to be into Jen." he said.
"Yeah sure. Not really though." I said disgustedly.
I started to pick up my books when he started to help me pick them up. It was odd, this King of the Populars was helping out a pauper. It was in fact one of the nicest things I had ever seen him do for another person. Since he started to go out with Jen, she manipulated him and changed him into a poster boy of suburban perfection.
"Here let me help you" he said with this strong voice. He started to pick up my books and look at them. " Advanced Calculus? Advanced Literature? No wonder I have never seen you, you have your face buried in all this books." he commented. "Hey can I ask ya for a favor Nick?" he hesitantly said. " Would you mind helping me with my geometry work cuz coach told me if I don't pass the test this Friday I not gonna play in the game and everyone's dependin' on me."
"Sure, I guess. When?" I responded.
"Here's my address come by tomorrow afternoon at around 3." he told me.
He ran off and I didn't have time to answer, but like I was gonna say no, come on now I had it bad for him. So I just strolled off to class and when I got there Mr. Walker looked at me with this annoyed look on his face and started to go off on me in front of the whole class. I just stood there not hearing a word. I just was thinking to myself about tomorrow and the fact I was gonna get to spend time with a real life Adonis.