The Exceptions
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,168
Reviews:
7
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Day Two
Nick
For every one thing I know about J.D. there are probably ten things I don’t know, which is saying something because I’m probably the person that knows J.D. the best in the whole world. Myra has known him slightly longer than I have, but she’s not really a listener, nor is she very smart, if we’re being honest. Myra is great and all - but she has a big mouth and a tendency not to listen. She also tends to have problems putting two and two together, but that’s just the way she is. Some people have one-track minds. This means that they can focus on something they want and get it done, which is exactly what Myra is like, but she’s not really that good at… noticing things.
Learning stuff about J.D. is all about noticing things as he nearly never talks about himself, not really. Don’t get me wrong - he loves to talk, but… well, J.D.’s a bit weird. He tends to say nonsensical stuff that has a spooky tendency of making sense a few days, weeks or months later… and he likes to tell stories. If you’re smart enough, you can work out what he means by these stories, as he often expresses himself through them - you know, like the Greeks with their parables and allegories. Like Plato with the allegory of the cave, except that he used that to help explain his theory better and J.D.’s stories usually just confuse everyone…
So, like I said, it’s all about noticing things with him. See, normal people would say stuff like ‘I’m scared’, but J.D. would make up this huge story about a monster or a giant, and maybe the bad guy would win. The heroes would die and he would leave the story with the townspeople being scared of being killed - you see what I mean? You have to know J.D. well to get the emotions behind the stories, but it does kind of make sense…
Also, observational skills are very useful. For example, I know that J.D. bites into his lower lip when he’s nervous or confused. When he’s hyper or horny he can’t stop squirming, and when he’s extra cocky he’s just had sex - whether the night before or ten minutes previously, in the bathroom, doesn’t matter. The thing that often fascinates me is J.D.’s imagination, though. He has such an excellent mind - it almost seems like a waste as he’s never seemed to be much of a writer (although with J.D., things aren’t always what they seem - he’s full of surprises). Sometimes I wish I could just take J.D.’s ideas and use my gifts with words to make the best stories in the universe. I wonder if J.D. would go for that…
Myra
Nick is such a fucking moron. You’d think he’d pay attention in English Language considering all this writing shit he’s always talking about, but no. He just got me into trouble by leaning across my desk and asking J.D. if he could steal his imagination. That wouldn’t have been a problem if Nick hadn’t fucking slipped and I hadn’t suddenly found myself with a lapful of the asshole. Of course I hit him. Why wouldn’t I hit him? He was in my fucking lap! However, this is apparently called ‘bullying’ and now I have detention and Nick is smirking at me between scowls and… I’m just so pissed off.
Ugh, what is the point in writing this stupid diary thing? It’s supposed to make you feel better, right? Wrong! The more I think about Nick the more he pisses me off, so I’m just gonna… urgh, break, yay.
J.D.
Nick wants to steal my imagination. I’m not sure whether this is good or frightening. It is like a monster saying that he only wants to eat your eyeballs, but nothing else. It would be best to avoid the monster completely in such a situation, but Nick has just offered me joint-rights to it. I suppose this would be like a monster saying he will steal your eyes, but that you can use them sometimes. I don’t know.
It might be worth it, though. If he is desperate enough for this imagination thing I have then I might be able to take him to the bathroom… hmmm… Nick said he was bi, right?
For every one thing I know about J.D. there are probably ten things I don’t know, which is saying something because I’m probably the person that knows J.D. the best in the whole world. Myra has known him slightly longer than I have, but she’s not really a listener, nor is she very smart, if we’re being honest. Myra is great and all - but she has a big mouth and a tendency not to listen. She also tends to have problems putting two and two together, but that’s just the way she is. Some people have one-track minds. This means that they can focus on something they want and get it done, which is exactly what Myra is like, but she’s not really that good at… noticing things.
Learning stuff about J.D. is all about noticing things as he nearly never talks about himself, not really. Don’t get me wrong - he loves to talk, but… well, J.D.’s a bit weird. He tends to say nonsensical stuff that has a spooky tendency of making sense a few days, weeks or months later… and he likes to tell stories. If you’re smart enough, you can work out what he means by these stories, as he often expresses himself through them - you know, like the Greeks with their parables and allegories. Like Plato with the allegory of the cave, except that he used that to help explain his theory better and J.D.’s stories usually just confuse everyone…
So, like I said, it’s all about noticing things with him. See, normal people would say stuff like ‘I’m scared’, but J.D. would make up this huge story about a monster or a giant, and maybe the bad guy would win. The heroes would die and he would leave the story with the townspeople being scared of being killed - you see what I mean? You have to know J.D. well to get the emotions behind the stories, but it does kind of make sense…
Also, observational skills are very useful. For example, I know that J.D. bites into his lower lip when he’s nervous or confused. When he’s hyper or horny he can’t stop squirming, and when he’s extra cocky he’s just had sex - whether the night before or ten minutes previously, in the bathroom, doesn’t matter. The thing that often fascinates me is J.D.’s imagination, though. He has such an excellent mind - it almost seems like a waste as he’s never seemed to be much of a writer (although with J.D., things aren’t always what they seem - he’s full of surprises). Sometimes I wish I could just take J.D.’s ideas and use my gifts with words to make the best stories in the universe. I wonder if J.D. would go for that…
Myra
Nick is such a fucking moron. You’d think he’d pay attention in English Language considering all this writing shit he’s always talking about, but no. He just got me into trouble by leaning across my desk and asking J.D. if he could steal his imagination. That wouldn’t have been a problem if Nick hadn’t fucking slipped and I hadn’t suddenly found myself with a lapful of the asshole. Of course I hit him. Why wouldn’t I hit him? He was in my fucking lap! However, this is apparently called ‘bullying’ and now I have detention and Nick is smirking at me between scowls and… I’m just so pissed off.
Ugh, what is the point in writing this stupid diary thing? It’s supposed to make you feel better, right? Wrong! The more I think about Nick the more he pisses me off, so I’m just gonna… urgh, break, yay.
J.D.
Nick wants to steal my imagination. I’m not sure whether this is good or frightening. It is like a monster saying that he only wants to eat your eyeballs, but nothing else. It would be best to avoid the monster completely in such a situation, but Nick has just offered me joint-rights to it. I suppose this would be like a monster saying he will steal your eyes, but that you can use them sometimes. I don’t know.
It might be worth it, though. If he is desperate enough for this imagination thing I have then I might be able to take him to the bathroom… hmmm… Nick said he was bi, right?