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~Jake~

I chuckled softly as Skye felt all over his face. Without even trying, he was capable of making me laugh. There was definitely something about this guy that drew me towards him. Only I didn’t know what the hell it was. It wasn’t like I had a crush on him; he just sparked my interest is all.

I finished my lunch just in time for the bell. I got up and slowly made my way to English class. By the time I got to class, it was already filled. I walked to me seat and practically fell into the chair.

Skye seemed to be oblivious to the fact that was right next to him. I glanced at him but turned my head before he noticed I was looking at him. This continued for the rest of the period. I felt like a mini stalker without a cause. I wonder is he’d ever pick on my actions.

The day went by faster than I hoped. I was just too happy to be finally getting out of this mental asylum. Dearest bed, I’m coming home to you.

I was about to walk out the gate when I was stopped by an interesting conversation. I turned around and saw Skye talking on his phone.

“How am I supposed to get home now Sam?” he sounded worried and stressed.

“I can’t ask Blake. He has football practice.”

I continued to stand on the side. Skye needed a ride home?

“It’s fine. I’ll find some other way to get home. Thanks for nothing, jerk.” He looked like he was about to smash his phone on the ground.

Heaven alone knew why I did what I did. I walked up to Skye and patted him on the shoulder. He jumped and almost dropped his crutches. The expression on his face was like a frightened little kitten. A very cute kitten at that.

I shook my head. That was not the thing I should be thinking about. How could Skye be a cute kitten? He was…uhh, I couldn’t think of anything right now.

“Jake! Don’t even creep up on me like that again. Have you lost you mind?” Skye said glaring at me. I take back everything I just thought about him.

“Have I lost my mind? You’re the one who looks like you’re about to be mugged.” I said eyeing him.

“What do you want? I’m already having a bad day. Care to make it worse?”

“Yea, I can see that. I just came over here to ask you if you needed a ride home. I kind of overheard your conversation with your brother.” I said, awkwardly scratching my head.

He looked at me suspiciously. “You want to give me a ride home?”

This was really starting to make me feel even more awkward than before. Maybe I should just withdraw my offer. If Skye couldn’t see that I was just trying to be nice, we then, fuck him.

I was about to give up and leave. I shouldn’t have asked him in the first place. He probably thought that I wanted to beat him up. I wouldn’t do that. I would love to beat the stupidity out of him though.

“Fuck this shit, I’m going home.” I started walking away. I felt a hand on my shoulder causing me to stop. “Anything else you want to say to make me feel more stupid?”

“No, I might regret this, but yes I need a ride home.” He said looking down at the ground.

At first I thought he was bluffing, but then his face expression changed. Was that a hint of desperation I saw in his eyes? Oh, but this was going to be fun.

“Okay fine, follow me.” he seemed a bit stuck as he had his crutches and his book bag in his way. Out of the mercy of whomever, I had a sudden urge to help him.

I walked over to his side and picked it up and threw it over my shoulder. “You don’t have to do that. I can carry my own stuff.”

“Aren’t we being a brave little soldier? That’s bullshit and you know it. Even that little boy on the moon with that fishing pole knows it. You can barely even carry your own body, much less a bag.” I said walking off without him.

I was about five feet away, yet I still haven’t heard any footsteps. I stopped to turn around and saw that he was looking at me like I was some weird alien.

“Are you coming, or are you waiting for someone to put on your makeup?”

“Little boy on the moon with that fishing pole?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

“Yea, he’s in every Dreamworks movie. You see him just before the movie starts.”

“I know what you’re talking about. But why bring him into the situation?”

“I don’t know, I felt like it. Let’s get a move on before you trip over your little sticks.”

He scowled at me, but started walking anyway. Ha! So I could make him do what I wanted. Wait that just sounded wrong. Hmm, maybe not. I mentally slapped myself, for about the millionth time since I had met Skye. He’s attitude and looks alone were brainwashing me. And out of all the shit I had been through, I knew that was never good.

We were sitting in the car, driving in silence. If somebody didn’t start talking in the next ten seconds, somebody’s fucking head was going to be blown to Timbuktu.

“So,” Skye said fiddling with his fingers. I noticed he did that when he was nervous. So this meant I made him nervous? Fuck yea! “How have you been doing lately?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I said raising an eyebrow towards him.

“What?”

“You’re seriously asking how I’ve been doing lately?” he nodded. “Well, except school stinking like crap, I’ve been doing…okay.”

“Oh okay.” It didn’t seem like he was going to say anything else. Time for a change of topic.

“So,” I said dragging the sound. “Meet anybody you like yet? Any cute girls or whatever.”

Skye shifted awkwardly in his seat. What was with this dude? It wasn’t like I was just going to reach over and eat him. Well I’d reach over and….Fuck! I should seriously stop doing that. No more dirty images of Skye. No more dirty images of Skye. Maybe if I kept repeating it, I would stop thinking about it.

“Uhh, no. none that fit my preference.”

“Fit your preference? Dude, are you on crack? Have you seen the chicks waltzing around at school? If I was interested, I’d get laid every night of the week.”

I continued driving down the stupid road. For some reason, this ride was taking forever. Not that minded being here in the car, alone with…Skye. Maybe I’m just coming down with the flu. That had to be the only reason I had to keep thinking about this pipsqueak so much. Yea, that’s it, ‘the flu’.

“I’m sure you’ve heard the stories already.” He turned his head to look out the window. He wasn’t making any sense. What stories? I haven’t heard anything.

“Uhh, I hate to burst your bubble, but I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said giving him a sidelong glance.

He looked at me suspiciously. Okay, I guess I was now a criminal and this was Detective Skye. “You really don’t know?”

“I’m pretty sure I just made that clear.”

“Oh, I see.”

“So what are these stories I was supposed to hear?”

“Since everyone else knows, I guess there’s no harm in telling you too.” He said barely audible. I expected something like; I secretly watch chick flicks or something, but that was not what I heard. “I’m gay.”

I swerved the car of the road and almost crashed into a streetlight. “You’re what!”

I could barely control my…anger? I didn’t know what I felt at this point. How could I have been so stupid? I thought I was ‘fooling’ around with some straight guy who was just plain awkward to be around. Damn this guys acting was freaking good.

“Are you trying to kill me? I just got out of hospital, don’t try to put me back in there.” He said hand tightly clutched on the doors bars.

“You can’t just blurt out something like that and expect me to jump for joy.” I screamed back at him.

“Just do it. Get it over with now, and I’ll never appear in your sight again.”

What the fuck was he talking about? “Dude, what are you talking about?”

“You’re going to beat me up right?”

“No, why would I do that?” I was confused as shit.

“I just…oh never mind.” He moved to open the car door. Before he was completely out of the car I grabbed his arm.

“Wait, don’t go. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have reacted that way. Just please, let me take you home. I can’t leave an injured person on the street.”

“Oh, so Mr. Bully finally grew a heart.” He said smirking at me.

“Whatever, get in or I’ll really leave you out here.” I said pulling him back in. this was going to be one hell of a fucking year.

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