Chapter 6

                                    

                                          
"What did you get?" Thomas asked me.

"An A." I answered with a smile.

Of course. You smart-ass."

"Thank you."

He chuckled a bit.

"How you doing in Math right now?"

"Good actually. That's because I have a great teacher." He smiled.

And a great-"

"Friend." He awkwardly said aloud but not loud enough for people to stare at us like we're crazy. But the fact that he cut me off to refer me as a friend, is weird.

"Thomas," I whispered. "Are you scared?"

"Scared? Why would I be scared?" He seemed fidgety.

"Scared if-"

Bell rings

"School's over, I gotta go." He quickly gathered his things and rushed out of the class.

Why is he scared that people will know we're in a relationship? Hasn't he been in one? I gotta talk to him about it but I have to wait till I'm done with football practise.

[Thomas's Point Of View]

I've been trying to avoid the touchy affections between Chance and I these past three days of school. I feel anxious being affectionate with Chance in public with people around us. Chance is my first boyfriend and I feel like I'll get bullied if everyone knew I was gay. Plus, Chance's reputation could get destroyed. I don't want that to happen because then he'll blame me.
                          
I don't know how we'll hold this relationship if I'm scared to show off in public.

"Tommy!" I turn around to see who called. Tori. She hurried to me. "Where are you going?" She asked.

"My room." I answered.

"Don't you want to see Chance during football practise?" She asked. "I know you do."

"Uh," She slithered her fingers to my wrist and gripped it. She yanked me, dragging me to the back of the school where the bleachers are. I didn't even get to say anything.

The bleachers faced the huge football field. Tori sat us down at the bottom of the bleachers. We waited a minute until the football team came out wearing half their uniforms from the waist down. In the upper layer of their body they wore muscle tank tops or muscle wife beaters as referred. I looked at Tori as she examined some of the players. I swear she took me out there just to gaze at jocks sweat and the fact the she doesn't want to be here alone. Using the poor excuse for me to see Chance. I caught Tori mostly gazing at Christian, who surprisingly I didn't know who was on the team. Maybe that's the actual reason, she likes Christian.
                          
"Do you like Christian?" I asked.

I don't think she heard me. I waved my hand in front of her face. She seemed mesmerized by Christian's flawless glow. He somehow put her in a trance that her ears tuned me out.

I shook her. "Tori." I shook her again. "Tori." I did it once more while shouting her name. "Tori!"

"What?" She snapped out feeling lost. She turned her attention to me. "What's happening?"

"I asked you if you like Christian."

"Oh." As her attention gazed back at him. "I do."

"Then why don't you go ask him out?"

"That's the problem, I'm shy."

"You? Tori? Is shy? You're the most outgoing person I know. You handled other crushes perfectly. How come you're shy?"

"It's just that Christian is different. I've liked him for a while."
                          
"Just-"

"Shh!" As she quickly shut my mouth. "They're about to start practise, shut up."

Well, that was a nice moment Tori and I had for a short while. I was just about to give great advice but never mind. I'll hold it off till later. I glance over at the team. Chance hasn't acknowledged my presence yet.

An hour into practise and Tori is glued to Christian. Kind of creepy but it's legal. All of the guys on the team have worked up quite a sweat. To be honest, it's pretty hot. Kind of makes me have urges, the uncontrollable kinds. This is why I don't join a team full of agile guys. Especially if there muscular and hot. It brings out the inner man within me.

"McClain, Bale, practise passing!" The coach instructed.

I like how Chance glimmers in the sunlight. He's not excessively sweating, just the right amount of sweat drips, making him look steamy hot. I also like how he stands in a steady stance, with his right foot back and his left foot facing Christian while holding the ball lightly in his hands. He grips it lightly in his right hand and places it near his his ear. He winds his throwing arm back a bit behind his ear. He then releases the ball from his finger tips. It twirls perfectly in a spiral heading towards Christian.
                          

Christian keeps sight of the ball at all times. He shifts to wear he expects the ball the land. He extends his arms towards the ball as it approaches him while making a triangle with both hands, palms facing away from his body. Christian amazingly catches the ball, clamping it down with all his fingers. Then they repeat that a couple of times.

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"OK guys, practise is done. Take a shower and head home." The coach told them.

Tori and I got up and grabbed our bags. We got off the bleachers and was about to leave.

"Tomster." Chance called out, walking towards us as he slid his tank top off and crumpled it into a ball. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh." I gazed at his body then quickly back up at his eyes. "To see you practise. Tori brought me here."

"Oh really? She probably brought you hereto gaze at the guys. I know here very well even though in the past years she hated me."
                          

"Wow Tori, he's right." I looked at Tori as she started to blush.

"Well, wait for Chris and I outside of the change rooms, k?"

"OK."

Tori and I followed them until they entered the change rooms. Tori and I stood outside the door waiting.

"As I was saying earlier-"

"Do you think you and Chance will have sex?"

"Uh," There's never a time where Tori and I can have a talking moment. "I don't know." 

"OK. So you were saying?"

"I was saying to just try to calm down and relax. Be yourself around him. One step at a time."

"Would that work?"

"Trust me, it will. Don't rush things, take you time. Rushing things result in a bad product but taking the proper time result in something worth while."

"I'll take your advice. Thanks."

"No problem."

Awhile has passed, Chance and Christian finally came out. Chance and I let Christian take Tori back to her room alone. Chance knows Tori has a crush on Christian. Let's hope she really takes my advice seriously.

It was complete silence on the way back to the dorms. I still avoided the touchy affections between us because students were still around us. I'm not sure how Chance feels right now because we're not acting like a couple.

We reached the inside of my room and I closed the door. I know that this time I'm going to have to confess about the way I'm acting. We dashed our bags near the computer desk at the end of my bed. I sat on the edge of my bed while he sat next to me.

"Care to explain why you didn't want to act like a couple these past days and why you were worried when we were at the beach?"

"Huh, it's the same answer for both. You're my first ever boyfriend. I felt that if anyone knew we were gay, they would bully us or shun us. It might ruin your reputation at school if people knew we were together." I explained.

"First things first, I don't give a shit about my reputation. Secondly, the whole school knows I'm gay, their fine with it. It wouldn't matter if anyone from school knows your my boyfriend." He explained.

I gazed deeply in his eyes and smiled. "So it's fine if we act like a couple in public?"

"Yes. Try to get used to it, don't be shy."

"I'll try."

"Good." His smile made me want to kiss his lips.

He ended up reeling in to steal a kiss, a soft one. It got deeper and deeper with every breath that fled from our mouths. It got intimate in just a few minutes. I didn't know what I was doing, I was lost when our lips were in contact. I brought my leg over his lap to the other side so I was sitting on his lap. His hand descended down my back to the end of my shirt. He brushed it up a bit to caress my soft back.

I felt anxious as hand almost dived in my pants slowly.

Knock Knock

Lucky me, I'm not ready for sexual tangencing yet. I don't know how it works. I feel like a dumb ass.

I climbed off his laps and marched towards the door. I opened it and a guy was standing out in the hall.

He greeted me with a handshake. "Hi, I'm Shane."

"Fuck." Chance cursed under his breath.
                          
I glanced at him with a confused expression.