Stood Up
#2 of What If...
The thought of taking the bus to school was horrifying, as usual. Taking a bus your senior year? Not so fun. but driving a new, fast car...now that seemed like an idea. A sly smirk crossed my muzzle as I snatched the keys from the rack - lime green on red, just like my new car. My new car. The words gave me some comfort...but not as much as sliding into the leather seats did.
Perhaps I had been to worked up yesterday to notice, but this was a NICE car. Well worth the...95 thousand. Comfort wise, anyway-and speed wise too, I made the 25 minuet bus ride to school in three minuets. Who thought that going 90 miles an hour along Indiana with no traffic would be faster?
That being that, I got to school about a half hour before anyone else wold get there. Plenty of time to do...nothing. Except stare off into space, wondering if I could take a short nap... Mmmm, sleep.....
"Hey... Hey, Cole, is that you?"
The voice snapped me back to consciousness as well as a gunshot would have, and I turned around fast enough to get whiplash. There was Evan in his glory, standing casually agents the windows, smiling lightly at me. he moved to sit beside me, and I took a deep breath before starting.
"Look, Evan... About what happened yesterday..." But my words died in my throat as he leaned up, pushing his lips to the tip of my muzzle. My eyes widened as they dd yesterday, but this time, slid closed... I moved a paw to his waist, bringing him closer. Not pulling away from the kiss...but deepening it...
"Thought you might like that." The kiss was over already? And now there was a smiling human on my lap. What the hell?!
"Even...That..That was..." Well, what was that? I couldn't deny the fact that I liked it anymore, I didn't just let him kiss me - I kissed him back. Because life wasn't hard enough for a supposedly straight senior that had girls following him around. Now I had to deal with orientation issues, too? "Please..don't tell anyone..."
"Don't worry, I won't. Your secret is safe with me...although, I never imagined that you would like it untill yesterday." He smiled at me -he did have a nice smile- and gently set his hand on my chest. No shirt. Again. And my pulse was racing. "I have to go to the library... What say we continue this meeting after school? Meet me in the chemistry room at four, okay?"
Well that wouldn't be hard. I had Chem last today. All I would have to do is wait... for what? Him? Or something more? My eyes widened and closed as I kneaded my forehead, this was becoming bothersome...not like I would ever complain.
The rest of the day moved in a blur. A few tests(and probably a few failing grades) in English, a nice addition to the mountain of homework I already had thanks to Calculus, lunch hour, and finally,working with Bunson burners and acid in Chemistry. I tried to focus, we were dealing with acids today, bot concentrating is easier said then done. Finally, I got the last of the equations written down, copied the homework from my lab partner, and smiled as the final bell rang. Making a show of putting my things away so that even Mr. Barnes was out of the room before I was.
The last half hour passed quickly, me having nothing to do but shift around nervously. But 4 o'clock came...and went... Four thirty...Five...No, this was to much, it was obvious that he wasn't coming. I stood and left the now deserted school, ears drooped dejectedly agents my head-but I wasn't as sad as I should have been, after all, Evan was a reasonably nice person. I didn't think that he would leave me alone, so that wasn't the source of my discomfort-what if something had happened to him?
He was practically the ony open gay in the school, and not everyone was as down with that as I was. The rea; source of my discomfort was worry, h had been beaten badly in this school, once to the point of hospitalization.What if something had happened to him again?