Profe *will update soon*

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Chp 11

I took left and you took right. It won’t be long ‘til we meet again

Uriel

It’s Thursday and I’m still thinking about him. Still wondering if he will be at school today, if he is ok; if I should help him in any way?

I think about talking to him, about everything that happened the other day and how it can never happen again. Should I apologize? What am I suppose to do, after all I’m suppose to be the adult, the teacher.

I do nothing. He walks into the classroom and walks out when the bell rings, just like any other student. And I find myself missing his insinuating words, his cocky smile and his eyes undressing me.

-

A week goes by and nothing, he is on time everyday not a minute early not a minute late. He walks in sits next to Andrea. And pays moderate attention to class and barely even looks at me. It is killing me; I need his eyes on me. I need to feel the air caught in my throat as he approaches me. I need him.

I try to ignore the change; I try to continue with life as if he were nothing more than another face in the crowd, another student, and another life that is not linked to mine.

He fills my every thought, every time I close my eyes I see him close to me our noses barely touching. I can’t continue like this. I want to rip my own heart out; I want to stop this feeling. I want to go back to before I ever saw him, before his poison took over my blood; before he infected me with this lust.

-

I find my self at night avoiding my wife, making excuses. Homework’s to be graded, homework to be done, I spend as much time as I can with Victoria. I feel rotten because I don’t only do it because she is my daughter and I want to spend time with her but also because I don’t want Marsha to be close to me.

The nights in our room when I have no choice but to touch her, I find myself avoiding her curves, closing my eyes and transforming her long blond curls to unruly brown hair, her deep blue eyes to cocky green. I hide my face against her shoulder wishing for it to be done, wishing for the imposable, that once it’s over and my eyes have no choice but to open his smile will meet me, his arms will wrap around me and his lips will once more kiss me.

A week and his eyes haven’t looked my way.


Luciano

I seem to have lost interest in my ‘profe’. He is still part of my list, but for now I have other stuff on my mind, I have a different…umm…’project’. As I said before I don’t like going after people, they should all be coming after me, it is after all the natural order of things. And who am I to mess with nature.

I love the way he kissed me so gently. I’ve never been into gentle but with him it worked.

It might seem as though I’m playing games with him, but I think it’s his turn to approach me. I know he is not playing hard to get if he were I would have walked away long ago. He likes me I know it, I feel it, he just needs to accept it now.

While waiting for my ‘Profe’ to open his eyes to me I’ve moved on to a different …things…mm …people. His name is Carlos and he started school a bit late, I think, Wednesday last week when I stayed home because of my nightmares.

This kid is cute. He’s a boy and I felt the need to scandalize my high school once more. The first time I did that was when I openly accepted liking boys and girls (though lately I prefer boys), this time I plan to have a boy finally ‘tame’ me. Give me a chance to catch my breath, I’m laughing too hard…. Ok I think I’m fine now. Yes boys and girls Carlos is my new ‘boyfriend” come on now laugh with me at the word.
“Boyfriend” A favored male companion or sweetheart. Hahaha

I think I’m leaving a lot out. I’ll try and tell you guys this from the beginning. Now I assure ‘Profe’ is still on my list and my ways are unlikely to change.

I came back to school on Thursday and after algebra and training my eyes not to try and burn ‘Profe’s’ cloths off. I went to my next period and there was Carlos sitting in my seat. Carlos is the type of boy you can tell immediately he has no interest what so ever for girls.

What gave it away? For starters the pink t-shirt that was tight and did not reach his belly button with the words I love boys. At the moment he was sitting down so I didn’t notice he was also wearing girl pants, his hair is short and blonde with pink and blue streaks in it. He had some lip-gloss on but no eyeliner.

I went up to his sit and noticed he was quite the sight; he had a beautiful face and flat stomach. He looked up at me his blue eyes shining.

“That’s my seat,” I told him and his smile grew.

“You could sit on my lap” he lifted a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me. And that was it! I really liked the dude.

I bit my lip and looked up and down at him and said, “Maybe later you can sit on my lap” I turned around and took a sit next to him as the teacher stepped into the classroom.

We also had third period and the flirting continued. At lunchtime, I was sitting with Robbie and Henry and I noticed Carlos walking around with his tray searching for where to sit down, I called him over.

“Dude, why you calling him over he looks like a fairy?” said Henry. I didn’t have to respond Rob hit him in the gut and told him to shut the fuck up. Henry punched Rob on the arm and told him he didn’t need to hit him.

“Then don’t be a jerk” was Robbie’s answer. Robbie can’t stand homophobes, one of the main reasons I haven’t been beat to a pulp is Robbie. He’s captain of the wrestling team and a big motherfucker. You might wonder how we became friends, we where only three, didn’t know any better.

“Carlos, these are my friends Robbie and Henry” I introduced him as he set his tray down. Robbie shook his hand and Carlos (with out hiding it at all) checked him out.

“Dude, we are fucking straight ok?” said Henry. Carlos let go off Robbie’s hand he smirked at Henry.

“Honey, you are only straight, because you haven’t tried it and if you’ve tried it and still are straight nothing says I can’t look.” Rob and I would have died laughing if it had not seemed as though Henry might rip Carlos balls off, and trust me, I was interested in those staying where they are.

“Henry, Henry calm down man, it was just joke”. He pursed his lips and shook his head at us.

“I’m going to go look for Mariano, see y’all later.”

We watched Henry leave and Robbie very tentatively asked Carlos if he really thought that. Carlos gave him a bright smile showing a row of straight white teeth.

“Nah,” he said waving his hand. “I just say that to straight guys who get on my nerve, it usually freaks them out, especially if they have any doubts.”

I was so upset at the moment that I had given my car up to my mother; all I wanted to do was take Carlos to my back seat.

“So, Luciano,” Carlos said with his eyes straight at my crotch. “I hope you keep your word.” Robbie looked at me unaware of the earlier conversation.

“Carlos, I am a man of my word.” Robbie laughed.

“Carlos if he promised sex, trust me he will keep that promise.” Seems like it didn’t take Robbie long to catch up.

My last two periods unfortunately weren’t shared with Carlos. I walked outside to meet with Henry and Rob who were giving me a ride home.

-

I found Rob near his car but Henry wasn’t in sight, we leaned against the car to wait for him. I was looking through the crowds saying “hi” to people around me. I noticed my ‘Profe’ walk out and head to his car. For a moment I let my eyes close remembering his lips against mine, for a moment, I panicked. What if he doesn’t realize he likes me? I immediately stopped myself; there are tons of things on my list that will probably never happen. Uriel Whaever is not one of them. He needs time that’s all.

A pink shirt caught my attention. I pushed myself off the car and told Robbie to wait for me.

“Fuck man not you too!! I will leave you fuckers!!” Robbie yelled but I ignore him I had some tight pants to get into.

-

I didn’t know if Carlos couldn’t hear me or if he was ignoring me. It turned out to be the second one.

I finally caught up with him and grabbed his hand so he would stop.

“Luciano,” he said.

“I’ve been calling after you.”

“Oh, have you?” I could tell something was up; this was not the same kid I’d spend lunch with.

“What’s wrong?”

“Look, I talk a lot, I flirt a lot, but I don’t sleep around” Bang!!

“Ok, so we can be friends you’re a cool guy.”

“I’ve been told you sleep with your friends, and don’t do the boyfriend thing”

“So that makes me an evil person, you can’t befriend? By the way I don’t sleep with all my friends”

“That’s good to hear,” his tone deep with sarcasm.

“Friendship, that’s all.” I look at him with the sweetest smile I can muster. This I have to say is already very out of character. I would have said, “fuck you” a long time ago.

He smiles; “On a trial basis.” He is just too cute.

As it turns out Carlos lives two houses away from me and we decide to walk home together. I didn’t want to get punched on my privates so I call Robbie and let him know I didn’t need a ride after all. He isn’t too upset since Henry wasn’t there yet.

Carlos talked about himself as we walked. He had to change schools because of a bully. He said he didn’t want to, but his parents insisted on it, they didn’t want to make a big deal about it. Carlos thinks a part of them blames him for everything that happened because he’s so open. I think that is serious bullshit.

Carlos doesn’t drink or do drugs. He said he doesn’t need them to have fun. This dumbfounded me; I can’t survive with out some type of mood altering drug in my system.

Carlos is a very touchy flirty person. When we stopped at his house, he said bye to me with a kiss on my cheek. The next day he said hi with another kiss and held me by the hand while we walked to our next class. Robbie’s eyes were bulging out.

He hugs and sits on my lap; there is always a part of him touching me, and I have to say it doesn’t bother me.

Any way that weekend, we went to a party. At the party, I discover he was friends with Sam. She is who filled him in on what a bastard I am. I have to say Sam is getting on my nerves.

This is where everything sort of exploded. Carlos and I danced together and he sat on my lap and held my hand, all in a friendly matter we had not kissed (on the lips) or anything. But gossip started, by Monday most of the school was talking about how the new kid had managed to “catch me”. We were the new couple.

Not many were happy about this.

“Oh boy, here come the suicides” Robbie joked as we walked to second period “The broken hearts of our female high school population lie about your locker.”
“Shut up Rob”

The school reaction surprised me everyone was whispering around us. Girls would giggle as they saw walk by. Jocks would do gagging noises around us and one even tried to hit us, of course my bodyguard Rob had his balls for dinner.
At lunchtime, I talked to Carlos and asked what he thought about all this

“It’s ridiculous,” he said, “Not one person has come up to me and asked if it’s true they all just assume”

Now here is where I got the bright idea and where I went completely out of character.

“So why aren’t we?” I said

Robbie chocked on his sandwich and Carlos, who was sitting on my lap, jumped off

“What?” Henry and Carlos said together

I looked at them and smiled, “Come on Carlos we already act like a couple.” (Except we have no sex- I didn’t say that out load though)

Henry looked at Carlos. “You would be a fucking legend!” He likes to exaggerate.

“Are you feeling alright man?” Asked Robbie once he could breathe again.

“Look, I won’t promise I will be faithful. But why not give it a try? I’m already very touchy with you.” Other than Andrea I’ve never held hands with anyone. I only do all the touchy stuff with Carlos

Carlos leans back into me “So you are my boyfriend now?”

“If you want me, but like I said I don’t promise to be faithful.”

He nodded “I don’t promise to sleep with you.” Little fucker.

So for four days Luciano Badu and Carlos Rossi have been a couple. I guess everything is possible.

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