Propositioning Fate

By Jono

Published on Aug 20, 2002

Gay

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------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Character description:

Seth : male, 16, about 5'11" Green eyes, Brown hair with dark blue streaks, dresses usually in preppy clothing such as pants or dark blue baggy jeans a tee shirt and overshirt with dressy shoes. He has full luscious lips and a thin figure.

Josh: Male, 16, 5'9" Blond hair, blue eyes. Perfect jaw bone and a thin body with abs to die for. he dresses usually in the same way as Seth, they are sometimes mistaken as fraternal twin brothers.

Jessica: Female, 16, Dark brown curly hair, tall 5'10", originally from Germany, moved to my town at age of 6. she likes to wear Capri jeans, and stylish tops, with either sneakers or birkenstok sandals. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Propositioning Fate, By Jono

Beeep Beeep Beeep Beeep!!!!!

Once again, awoken from my dreams by my stupid alarm clock! how I hate that! I turn over on my mattress and slam my hand down on the 'alarm off' button and get up, ready to start another damn day in this crazy, fucked up world. God how I hate school! I have to get up every morning, brush my teeth, fix my hair after my shower, dress in my most favourite clothes, and then set off for the bus.

"UrGgGGG!!!, I'm 16 years old with a licensee to drive, insurance and all... Sure! I'm allowed to have the car after mom gets off work, and on the weekends, but no, can't take it to school... she needs it for work.. right, whatever" I think to myself as I descend the stairs turning right, into the kitchen where my mother is standing in front

of the coffee pot waiting for it to finish her brew.

"Mornin' mom"

"Good morning Seth, I trust you slept well?"

"yeh, as well as anyone can sleep on the world's best mattress"

"Whats that about? Aren't you glad that when you decided to move back into your old room from the basement, that I didn't make you bring your old bed and everything back up too?"

"oh! I wasn't joking mom! it really is the world's best mattress!"

"good thing, now I suggest you get a quick bite to eat or else your gonna be late!"

I looked at the clock, 7:45am, yep, she's right. I hate it when she's right! I have exactly 15 minutes to catch the bus. I look through the cupboard and take out a package of Pop Tarts just to humor her. On the way out the door, grabbing my book bag I remembered the pictures I was supposed to show Jessica of my trip to Florida "ahh fuck it" I say to myself "I can always scan them and e-mail em to her" I head up the road to where my bus usually picks me up, looking at my watch I see it's 8:03, "ohh great! he's late!" I say to myself with a tone that made it sound as if it were a crime to be late! Just as I let out a sigh of agony that the bus is late, it finally comes up the hill and stops in front of me, the doors opening out, as if it were trying to suck me in.

Mostly little kids are on this bus, as there are few of us teens living in this part of town, only about 4 maybe 5 kids my age including me go on this bus every day. The bus makes a few more stops, before pulling into the school's driveway that makes a giant, upside-down U around my school. Dreading another day of taunting and name calling, I walk through the door, and avoid going upstairs by means of the back stairway. That's where 'they' usually hang out. I go up the hall and into the schools lobby, where I meet up with a couple of my friends

"So! where's the pictures! C'mon! I wanna see!"

"How was your trip!?" "ahh, you guys, I kinda forgot the damn pictures, I would have missed the bus if I had gone back to get them! it would look bad if I were late on the first day back after march break!" I smirk looking at Jessica

"Right, you forgot! sure! late on the first day back from march break, like that would make you look any less late than usual"

she's right about that one, I'm late for school a lot, mostly because I was up till 3 am the night before wanking off to Internet porn or talking to friends in need.

"ohh shutup Jess, if you really want em that bad I can scan them and e-mail em, unless u want me to bring em to ya soon , I promise I won't forget!"

"ohh just bring them in tomorrow, I'm not going to be home tonight... I have a date with Josh!"

"with Josh?"

"yea with Josh!"

You see, Josh is a dream boat! like holy shit, he's so hot, he could melt a polar ice cap! man I wanted him, the only thing is, he's not gay, well, at least not to my knowledge. I'm not gay either, I consider myself BI. I'm great with the ladies, not to mention the guys... well, when they're not from this stupid town. Just then the telephone rang signaling homeroom period.

You see, the control box for our school's 'bell' needed to be replaced, and now it sounds like a phone.

"good luck with Josh tonight and I'll see ya in first period"

"K!"

I get through the first half hour of school with out a hitch, being greeted by the occasional person here and there. First period arrives, science class. I like my science class, it's awesome. the teacher rocks! I meet up with Jess and we sit together by the window

"so where you two going tonight?"

"just out to see a movie"

"oh yea? awesome!"

"yes! but there's one thing, we're going as friends... and I don't know if he likes me or not..."

"well I could find out after you two go out tonight"

"could you!? that would be great!"

OH, I forgot to tell you all that not only do I idolize Josh, and his beauty, but he's also my best friend... see my predicament? I've fallen for my best friend.. jeesh!

"yea I suppose I could, but there's a price"

"oh god... Name it?"

"umm... lets see..." almost 5 minutes passes by

"well!? Whats the price!?"

"OK I know, you have to work my canteen shift for the next three weeks, no wait, better make it worthwhile, four weeks!"

"oh I think I can manage that, seeing as you only work one day a week!"

"yes but they just put another person in with me, because the last one quit because he kept forgetting to work with me that day"

"oh god, who'd they put in there!?"

"Shane"

"Wattkins!?"

"yeah, Wattkins"

"god, help me! I dunno if I'll do it!"

"you have to, who else you gonna find that Josh tells everything to, from where he likes to eat, to what underwear he's wearing'"

"ahh.. you have a point there"

"yes...yes I do"

"okay, I'll do it"

"great!"

Just then the bell signaling the beginning of the period rang and the teacher walked in with a bunch of things on a trolley cart, probably for some lab experiment we have today. I look at Jessica and tell her I'll see her again at lunch, seeing as where we don't have any classes together except science, drama, and math. You see our school schedule is weird, we have two classes before break, one after break, then we have lunch, then two more classes before dismissal at 2:32pm.

As I'm walking through the hall a guy walking towards me looks me up, and then down and mutters "faggot" under his breath. I automatically stop, turn around and holler "What the fuck did you just say!?"

"I called you a faggot, you stupid Fairie"

"Ya wanna fucking say it to my face?"

"yea! Sure." He walks over to me "Your a fucking faggot fruit, and you like to fly around like damned tinkerbel shoving your magic wand up guys asses turning them into fags as well"

"at least I don't walk around all smelly and shit looking and smelling like I just walked through a fucking open sewer!"

"oh yea? well at least I didn't contract every std in the book"

"that's pretty hard to do, considering I've never fucked a guy, let alone touched one!"

"right, that's not what I heard, about you and Josh last weekend in the hottub at the local motel" people were now starting to crowd around watching us bicker back and forth

"ya wanna fuckin' make something of it, pussy?"

"yea, I fuckin do, "

just then he spat at me, which was the last straw, because my fist automatically flied forward and connected him in the jaw. He immediately fell to the floor, blood comming from his mouth.

"What the fuck was that for!?"

"you said ya wanted to make something out of it, then ya spat at me, so I let ya have it... Wanna continue!?" I looked at the on lookers cheering me on for standing up for my rights

"hell no, you throw quite a punch for a fag like yourself"

"Fuckin' right, Bitch! Better remember that too, next time ya call me a fag!"

"Faggot, go the fuck away"

With that I gave him a swift kick in the balls and walked away

Just then, I saw Josh standing in front of me, the direction I was walking and completely blocking me from goin anywhere.

"hey man, that was great standing up for what you believe in like that"

"yea dude, guess I showed him didn't I!?" I said as I looked back at the asshole laying on the ground wincing in pain, giving him a wink

"yeah I think you did"

"teaches em not to mess with this hot mother fucker" I said while flexing my arm muscle

"dude! where'd you fuckin get that arm muscle!?"

"ahhh" I said, making a jack off motion with my hand "you know... and it works too" I smirked, Josh slapped me on the back and we walked off toward second period, English class.

.... To be Continued -------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If you like this story so far drop me a line! e-mail: ace_of_spades_2000@hotmail.com icq: 120346419 MSN: ace_of_spades_2000 AOL: DuckJMan31

Copyright 2002 by Jono. All Rights Reserved.

Next: Chapter 2


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