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Just my luck I got stuck with Sammy as my lab partner in chemistry today. He's so smug and pompous and he won't stop whispering to his little friends and I'm sure they're talking about me. Everything about Sammy is just wrong, I hate everything that he stands for, the sight of him is repulsive but for some reason I'm kind of drawn into him? Like there's something about him that catches my attention and won't let go. He's quite the hypnotic and charismatic person which is something I enjoy. I hope my feelings of immense dislike don't ever fade for Sammy though, this faithful thing is something I'm interested in trying.
"Chris did you do the work?" he asked while looking into my eyes.
"Um no! There are four people in this group why are you asking if I did the work?" I replied.
"You're the smart one, and besides we were all talking."
"That's not my fault." I told him while twirling the pen in my hand.
"Well no we're all gonna get an F for the day Chris, are you happy with that?"
"I'll still have an A in this class so I really don't care."
Why is he smiling at me? This is not a joyous moment; he's supposed to be pissed! He should be yelling at me, cursing at me, threatening me, not smiling at me like a creeper. I can't even begin to tell you how much I hate Samuel Raphael Johansson, he's such a disgusting slime ball but I'm so intrigued by him. Once again I have another guy in my life who is trying to pull me away from Jorge and I'm reduced to whining like a little baby. This is not the way a normal person should be spending their senior year. A normal person should not have feelings of temptation, and a normal person should not have a man that is full of sexual thoughts.
"Class over turn in your work!" The teacher exclaimed as the bell rang, but I kept it moving.
Sammy grabbed my arm as I was walking to my locker but luckily for me Jorge was walking right towards with the biggest and cutest smile on his face. I turned my head slightly to see how Sammy would react but he still had that cool indifferent look on his face. It's like nothing, no matter how big it is, can faze this kid, he always keeps his cool. So since seeing Jorge couldn't affect him I decided to react in the most dramatic fashion imaginable. I snatched my arm out of Sammy's grip and screamed like a little girl with my arms wide open as I ran to Jorge. Everyone in the hallway stopped to look at me but I didn't care, I wanted them to look, I wanted to give them a show, I wanted myself to be the center of attention and I got just what I wanted.
"So you're happy to see me?" Jorge asked still with that smile on his face.
"I'm always happy to see the love of my life."
"Awww you're too kind."
And we walked hand in hand down the hallway to my locker so I could get my jacket and go. Looking behind me Sammy was standing still but this time he didn't have that little cool guy face. He looked genuinely hurt that I did what I did and he looked pretty upset. I've never been the one to purposely hurt someone's feelings so I felt bad that he felt this way, I didn't think he would take it this way. I thought he would probably smile or maybe laugh about it with his friends but no he looked like a 5 year old who just had their favorite toy snatched smooth out their hands. Maybe it was my naivety or maybe I was just dumber than usual today but I felt the need to ask Jorge some questions about Sammy. He could tell me more about him than I would find out from Sammy himself so it's probably not that bad of an idea. I just hope Jorge doesn't take it personal or get jealous of me asking questions about another guy.
"Hey papi do you know that kid Sammy?"
"Which Sammy?" he asked.
"The one that wears black all the time, he's skinny and has a bunch of tattoos on his arms." I could've been more descriptive but I didn't want to give Jorge a reason to think I've been sneaking peeks at other guys.
"Oh yeah I know him, why did he do something to you?"
"No it's not that. It's just that he's so weird and unusual and he's constantly staring at me."
"Stay away from him Chrissy he's nothing but trouble."
"What makes you say that?" I asked, with my interest level steadily rising.
"He's just trouble; he'll screw anyone over just for the hell of it. I advise you to stay away."
"Well Jorge you know I've always been that type of guy who goes looking for trouble."
"You go looking for Sammy and I promise you I will beat the living shit out of you."
"Oh well never mind then."
I don't know, maybe I was just looking at it the wrong way but was Jorge a wee bit jealous? I know he would hate it for me to hang around other boys who are attractive but why did he have to be so hostile and not even give me a good answer to my question. What is it about Sammy that's so damn charming yet dangerous at the same time? Just the mere sight of that boy drives me up a wall but that's a feeling I'm not supposed to have! I'm not supposed to have feelings of attraction to other guys am I? Speaking of other guys where the hell has Eric been?!
Finally the last bell rings which means the school day is over. Unfortunately for me I have to head down to the library to pick up a book for a homework assignment but Jorge left early to go pick up an uncle from the airport so I don't have anybody to walk down with me. The school hallways are already empty because by this time the majority of the school and teachers have already left and anybody who was still here wastes no time in getting themself out. I look into the classrooms just to see if anyone is still here but all I see are a couple of janitors or teachers doing some work at their desk.
"Where's your boy toy?" Sammy asked as he turned the corner.
"He went to the airport, he's getting deported." I replied sarcastically.
"It's about time."
"Leave me alone Sammy."
"Do you really want me to do that?" he said while wrapping his arm around my neck and pulling me close into him.
"Yes I actually do."
"Then why haven't you pushed my arm off then? I'm not the world's strongest man; I'm just a lonely boy looking for a quickie."
"You are insufferable." And with that I pushed his arm off, even if a small part of me liked how it felt with his arm there.
He put his arm right back around my neck and I was back in his warm embrace. I was going to move his arm away again but every time I tried he would just slap my hand away so I just said forget it and let him keep it there. It was somewhat comforting walking down a hallway like this with one of the hottest guys I had ever seen.
"You tell me you got a boyfriend but if he saw you like this he'd blow the hell up."
"I know, but we're not doing anything. We're just walking together so it doesn't even count." I replied.
"Where are you going anyway?"
"To the library, you're gonna hang out with me?"
"Sure we could have fun in there!"
As we casually strolled into the school library I was very delighted to see nobody was there except the librarian who just remained quiet and minded her business. She was never the type of person to pry into anyone's life and I like that about her because a lot of the staff in my school like to know way more about the students than they should.
"What book are you looking for?" Sammy asked while he looked at the books in the science fiction section.
"American Psycho, but I got it now."
"That's a good book, what do you have to do with it?"
"I have to write an essay about the psyche of the main character." I told him while flipping through the pages.
"I could help you with that if you want."
"What do you know about this book?"
"Well in my opinion Patrick is just a misunderstood individual who never got the help and tender care that every person should get. Coming from such a privileged life he never got the time to understand the simple things in life, everything about him was always about material possessions and wealth. He never struggled with anything, and he had life on a silver platter."
"That's an interesting take on the character; I might have to use that."
"Make sure you cite me."
"When did you read this book though? I've never pictured you as a book reading type of person."
"Nobody ever pictures me as a book reading type of person. Just because I dress like this and act so weird to you doesn't mean that I don't educate myself. You shouldn't be so quick to judge on first appearances Chris."
"I didn't judge you, I just never saw you in that type of light." I replied like I genuinely cared for him.
"You saw me as a bad influence, you did judge me."
"Ok fine Sammy maybe I did judge you but I'm sure you did the same for me!"
"You're a scared person, you're nervous and even though you want to do the right thing you always do the opposite. That's because your mind says something is right but your heart is what makes you do what is actually right for you. Your heart guides you and even though you always do the wrong' thing, the wrong' thing is what your heart truly wants. Am I close?" It's like he's known me forever.
"Whatever."
"And when somebody calls you on your shit you just retreat."
"Who the hell do you think you are Sammy? You don't know shit about me so don't fucking judge me!"
"I should say the same thing to you Chris. You don't know me but you want to know me don't you?"
"You're so mysterious; I don't like not knowing something. Being in the dark scares me."
"Well sit down, I'll tell you all you need to know.