Country Boys

My alarm went off at 5:30am and I headed out to catch the bus. When I got to the bus-stop I was surprised to find out that I was early. That usually never happens and it made me think that today might actually turn out to be a good day.
Just then I saw a boy walking towards me. I never seen him before, so I figured he was new. 'He looks about my age,' I thought while watching him.
He made his way over to where I was and stood by the stop sign with me, yet he made no move to say hi or introduce himself.
'He's probably shy being new and all,' I thought.
"Hey, you new around here?" I asked curiously.
"Hi, yea, I'm from New York City."
"Oh, the city. That's cool. What are you doing way out here?"
"My Mom's sick, so I had to move in with my Dad. But that's to make a long story short." He said with a smile.

I couldn't help but notice how nice his smile was. His teeth were perfectly straight and white, where mine were slightly crooked and not as bright, even though I did brush them twice a day.
"So yea, I hope I can be allowed to go to this school. There were some forms given to my Dad from the town that each parent or guardian had to sign if his or her child goes to the school. This would give everyone's consent about me going here, I kinda think it's a stupid idea, but when you have such a small community its pretty tight knitted I guess. But apparently some moron didn't want to sign them. I doubt one signature will matter much anyway." He explained. This straightened out who that guy was yesterday talking to my uncle.
"Yeah, sorry about that. That moron’s my uncle. He's an asshole but if it gets to be a problem let me know and I’ll do whatever I can to change his mind."
"Thanks." He said.
Just then, the bus came and we both went to get in. For me this was a normal day. It was practically a routine. But as we got on the bus I could tell he was a little nervous and I realized this wasn't a normal day for him. He was practically in a whole new world. We both sat together on the bus and I tried to take his mind off of everything else.
I laughed and said, "We kinda got to know each other, but we didn't even get each others names. I'm Timmy Latin."
"Oh yea, that was stupid. I'm Daylith Vanderan."
I liked his name. I've never heard of it before so it made him unique in a way. And yet it suited him so well. He had short black hair, deep green eyes, and nice olive skin. I looked at how close our arms were and I was able to see the contrast between our skin colors. Mine was very tan from being out in the sun doing chores, where he had a natural color; not too light, and not too dark.
I noticed that I was paying a lot of attention to his appearance so I averted my eyes so he wouldn't notice I was looking.
We didn't say much else for the rest of the ride. He just looked out of the window obviously in deep thought, and I just zoned out thinking about Uncle Jimmy.
After we got off the bus we said goodbye and pretty much didn't see each other for the rest of the day until ninth period; the last period of the day.
Just when I was thinking he didn’t get any classes with me, he showed up in the gym locker room.
"Hey Timmy!" He shouted as soon as he spotted me.
"Hey! You got gym this period?"
"Yea. I was starting to get scared; I didn't think we'd have anything together."
"Yea me too." I replied.
I didn't notice until now how much I wished to have a class with him. I really wanted to be friends with him and unless we had a class, I doubted I'd have time to get to know him.
I was a little uneasy with how much I was thinking about him, so I just shrugged it off and assumed it was because I wasn't used to having company.
Usually people kept away from me. It's not that I’m a dork or anything. People just didn't like the way I came to school wearing dirty clothes all the time. Apparently everyone preferred to judge me by my appearance more than anything else.
However, with him around I think I’ll put a little more effort into coming to school less sweaty and dirty from working outside.
"So this is your locker?" He asked.
"In that case I’ll make mine right here too," he said while pointing to the locker next to mine. "I'll be right back I’m gonna go give the gym teacher the locker number I picked." He said while walking away.
"Yep," I said while pulling out my gym clothes.
I was finished changing by the time he got back with a brand new lock and his bag of clothes.
"Well, looks like we're gym buddies now," He said with a smile.
He began to undress and all of a sudden I felt really awkward. 'Do I turn around or do I keep talking to him? I don't wanna look like I’m watching him.' I thought to myself feeling a little embarrassed.
He began talking while lifting up his shirt to expose his muscled chest and abs. His skin looked so smooth and his body looked strong yet gentle at the same time. For some reason all I wanted to do was get closer to him. My cheeks started to feel warm and I imagined they were turning red so I looked away from him to avoid eye contact. 'What the hell's wrong with me?' I thought in a panic.
"Hey are you listening to me?" He asked.
"Huh? Uh yea. I am."
"Hah yea right. I'm not stupid, it was so obvious you were zoning out." He said.
"Yea, I was. Sorry."
"Whatever man, it wasn't important anyway."
Once he was done getting ready we headed out to the gym. It turned out that a rainstorm rolled in so we couldn't go outside and continue playing tennis. Instead, the teacher threw out some basketballs and volley balls for the class to use. Me and Daylith took a basketball and started a game. Eventually a few other kids joined in.
He was really good at the game and I was sort of surprised. He had such speed and agility, and in our school that was a rare combination.
I was also paying close attention to the body contact we made. Every time I tried to get the ball from him or block it we would end up touching arms, or I’d accidentally brush up against his back. It was strange, but I liked the quick instances of his hard body against mine.
For a moment I thought these were gay feelings, but I shunned the idea and pushed it out of my mind. I knew I wasn't in the least bit gay.

The gym period seemed to end faster then it ever did and the day was finally over. I was also looking forward to having no chores because of the rain.
After we changed into our regular clothes, Daylith and I went to our regular lockers which were on opposite ends of the building. We left off with plans to meet up on the bus but I didn't see him anywhere and the bus was ready to take off any minute. I decided to get off and wait for him inside the building.
Ten minutes went by and all of the buses had left while I waited in the school because of the rain.
'What happened to him? Did he get on the wrong bus? Fuck, now I’m gonna have to walk and it's a thirty minute walk.' I thought to myself a little annoyed.
Just when I was about to leave I heard the door open behind me and I turned around to see Daylith.
"Hey. You waited for me?" He asked.
"Yea, I was starting to think you left on the wrong bus or something."
"Well thanks for waiting, I wouldn't have known my way home and I don't have money to call my dad. This damn school is pretty retarded. The principle had something to say about the one missing signature on the papers so he sent a messenger to get me last minute. Then he's saying I can't use the school phone to call my Dad because of "policy" reasons. That's bullshit."
"Yea, this school can be pretty lame sometimes. I'll talk to my uncle about that signature too since it's a problem. Well let's start walking, it’s a long walk and it’s still raining."
"Yea."

We only walked for about five minutes and we were already drenched. I wondered if it rained this hard in the city but for some reason, I didn't think to actually ask him.

*Daylith's View*
It's a good thing Timmy waited up for me. It would have sucked to be stranded at the school for an hour until the late bus came. I wondered what made him wait up for me like that though. If it were me, I would've just left.
Just then I glanced over at Timmy to see that he was soaked. His hair went from a light brown to a dark brunet and even his blue eyes seemed to have darkened. I reached over and ran my hand through his hair to straighten it out a bit and then did the same to mine.
He gave me a surprised look and all of a sudden I wondered if what I did was strange to him.
I tried to break the awkward moment with a question. "So, you have a girlfriend?"
"No." He answered pretty bluntly.
"I don't blame you. No offense but these country girls just don't have what the city girls do. Man, I never realized how good I had it.”
"Yea well I’ve never had a girlfriend before so I wouldn't really know the difference." He kept his eye on the road and I could tell by his tone that he wasn't interested in this topic.
Timmy wiped some of the water off his face before asking, "So, how'd it feel to get your ass kicked in basketball?"
I laughed and simply retorted, "You wish."

*Timmy's View*
I could tell by the look on Daytlith’s face that he thought I was crazy. It was perfectly clear to both of us that he's better at basketball than I am, but it was fun to tease him.
"I don't know what game you were playing, but I owned everybody in the one I was in." Daylith proudly remarked.
"Yea yea, conceded much? So you’re good at basketball, but I bet I’d beat you in anything else."
"Is that a challenge?" Daylith asked with a cocky grin.
"Maybe." I said.

He stopped walking and I took a couple of extra steps until I noticed and stopped too. I turned around to see him take off his book-bag and leave it on the wet ground; so I did the same.
"How about the classic game of wrestling? Whoever gets the other to admit that he's a pussy is the one who gets to keep his pride."
"Alright, let's go." I said while getting into position.
He waited a second and then quickly ran towards me.
At first we took the sport seriously, but eventually it turned into a bunch of senseless pushing and rough housing. When we broke apart he came charging at me faster than I could regain my balance and I ended up crashing to the ground with him on top of me. I was on my back trying to catch a breath when he pinned my arms down so I couldn't move. I had one leg free from his weight and I used it to knee him in the side. He fell over to the right and I tried to get him on his stomach so I could hold his arms behind his back and hold it until he gave in but I stopped when he let out a shout.
"Ow fuck!"
"What?" I asked while lifting some of my weight off of him.
He turned over onto his back so I was practically sitting on his stomach and a grin played across his face.
"You just fell for the oldest trick in the book you dumb-ass," he said while shoving me onto my side.
"Dammit you cheated!" I yelled.
"There were no rules against it! Now admit it, you’re the pussy!" He shouted while holding my hands behind my back and pushing my head against the ground.
"No way!"
"Say it or we'll sit here forever!"
"You’re the pussy! You cheated!" After saying that I felt his grip getting tighter on me and all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my ribs. It felt like a rock was under me.
"Hey, get off! There's something under me."
"You expect me to fall for that trick when I just used it?"
"No, I'm serious! Get off me!" I yelled while trying to break free. The movement only made the pain worse.
He finally got off and I sat up to find that there actually was a rock under me and it was sharp. I didn't notice I was cut until Daylith started to lift up my shirt.
I looked down to see a few transparent streaks of blood slide down my stomach because of the rain.
"Hey man your bleeding."
"Damn. I hope it doesn’t get infected. My uncle wouldn't do a damn thing if it did."
"It's not too bad but it's possible."
He gently brushed his fingers over the cut and I felt a small shiver. Once again my cheeks grew warm so I turned my head away.
"Did that hurt?" He asked
"Not really."
"Good, well if your uncle won't do anything you can come over my house and I can clean it up for you."
"Thanks."
We got up and grabbed our stuff and continued to walk back.