Chocolate Covered BoxerBriefs

Chapter 3: Frickin’ Exciting

“Put some clothes on,” Jacob said throwing my long band sleeping shirt at me.

“Why?” I asked angrily throwing my hands in the air, “Why do I have to wear clothes while sleeping!”

“Because I don’t want your naked flesh pressed against me!” He answered angrily back.

“But I want my naked flesh pressed against you,” I said pouting a little, “it’s because I love you.”

He glared at me clearly not believing me and pointed to the shirt.

I glared at him then put on the shirt in defeat. “There, happy?” I said crossing my arms.

“Yes,” he said with a smirk then turned to take out his contacts.

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“Hey Jay,” Jacob said quietly shaking me awake.

“Jayden,” he tried again shaking me harder. I’m awake but it’s probably four in the morning and I like to sleep at four in the morning. Don’t know why, maybe because it’s sane, unlike my insane friend who keeps shaking me.

I turned towards him and waited for him to say what he has to say so I can go back to sleep.

“So you really are going to do this gay thing?” he asked. I rose up a little opening one eye to look at the clock.

“Not at four-o-clock in the morning,” I said rolling back over.

He sighed and moved around a bit before stopping to go back to sleep.

Thank god.

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We’re going shopping today! I know. Frickin exciting. It’s Sunday and I have to go with my brother and Chase and Jacob but all is okay since I get to sit up front and that is all what matters because I won the fight to get to sit up front.

Chase and Jacob are in the back talking and laughing having a good kicking time while my brother keeps changing the channels and glaring at the road. I sighed and looked back into the back. I’m bored up here.

I unbuckled myself and went to get up but Tomas pushed me back into my seat and glared at me then went back to glaring at the road.

I pouted and buckled up again.

I went to turn around to talk to them but Tomas reached over and smacked me right in the middle of the chest causing me to whip back to the front and bend down to my knees in pain.

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It turns out that Jacob is ignoring me because of the four-o-clock thing this morning and Chase is ignoring me because of the whole me not knowing his name thing. So they are pretty much best friend right now going off and hanging out in the pet store petting little puppies. I tried to go with them but they pretty much glared at me and pushed me away with their glares storming off.

So I’m stuck with my brother in some Gothic store which is the scariest store in the world. Though they had Invader Zim stuff and I liked it. I would go over to the Invader Zim shirts but Tomas hit my shoulder every time I start to move away. I sighed and leaned against the back of him as he looked through some CD’s.

“Can I go look at-“ I started.

“No,” he finished. End of story.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, placing my head on his back. He was hunched over so it was easy to lean against him, he was taller then me too so it made it a lot better. Our backs were pressed together so it was kind of weird feeling but comfy none-the-less.

I started to bang the back of my head against his back causing him to push me off. I sighed and stepped a little away from him, he wasn’t paying attention. I snuck over to the Invader Zim stuff with a happy grin. I glanced back over to my brother who still hadn’t notice me leaving then turned back to the Invader Zim shirts.

I giggled quietly to a few of them but then stopped and glanced over at my brother incase he heard me. I turned back around and grabbed a shirt that I liked and a zip-up hooded sweat shirt with Gir from Invader Zim on it. I started my way back to my brother.

I passed the Hello Kitty stuff and stopped, looking over at a Hello Kitty thin zip-up shirt. It has pink and blue polka-dots on it and Hello Kitty with a cup-cake. I love it. It comes in short sleeves and long sleeves. I grab the long sleeved one and stuffed it in between my Invader Zim stuff so Tomas wouldn’t see it. I walked back beside Tomas causing him to look up then down at my arms.

“When did you leave?” he asked glaring at me with his overly made-up with eye-liner eyes. It looks pretty on him though.

“A moment ago,” I said with a smile. He punched me in the chest again and I whined about it until he picked up a CD then went to the band t-shirts. I let out a large sigh causing Tomas to hit me again in the chest. I put my shirts in-between my legs and lifted my green shirt to look at my chest. It was red. Like really red. He keeps hitting me right in the middle of my chest so it was red and looking a little purple. I poked it then pouted at the pain.

Dropping my shirt, I took my shirts out from in-between my legs and hid the Hello Kitty sweater again. Tomas picked out two shirts to get and walked up to the cash-register was. The person in charge of the cash-register guy was HOT! Gothic but hot.

I looked him over quickly and wanted to giggle with excitement over how hot he was. He has dyed black and blue long hair that was cut stylish to frame his perfect face. He looked about Tomas’s age, maybe older but that doesn’t matter because he is hotter than hot. His clothes were a little tight, his shirt clinging to his skinny frame, his pants low-cut dark blue jeans with a studded belt. He was hot… that’s all that really matters. He had a lip ring too. Super hot…

I placed my stuff on the counter with a small smile, the cashier smiled back looking me over quickly like I did him but he was not as sneaky as me. He then looked at my brother who was angry looking.

“Did you find everything you wanted fine?” he asked as he started to ring up the stuff. My brother just nodded as he tapped his fingers on the counter. I turned my back to the cashier and leaned against the counter bored.

“Wait,” my brother said suddenly grabbing the thing out of the cashier’s hand, “You’re not getting this,” Tomas said shoving the thing at me.

My Hello Kitty shirt…

I held it close to my chest and pouted up at him, “But Tommy,” I whined. He frowned looking like he was going to crack under my glaze but then growled at me to put it back.

“No,” I said sticking my tongue out at him, “you’re not the one going to wear it so back off and just pay for it.” I was angry because he is a jerk and I hate him even more now.

Tomas didn’t say anything but just took my shirt and gave it back to the cashier. Tomas quickly handed over his credit card as I took the bags. Tomas signed his named and took his card back and dashed out of the store.

“You really know how to handle your boyfriend,” the cashier said leaning on the counter as I started after my brother. I turned and smiled at him leaning on the counter again.

“He is my brother,” I said trying not to grin.

“Oh, so you’re single?” he said looking me over again.

“Yep,” I said holding back my giggles.

“I’m off in about an hour,” He said leaning forwards more, “you want to go and get something to eat?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said standing back up.

“Great,” He said grinning now, “Food court in an hour.” He said. I nodded and started walking out the store to my brother who was waiting out side for me.

I skipped past him with a giggle and he growled following after me to grab the bags.

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I glanced at my brother, Chase, and Jacob as they laughed over some music video on the TV in FYE. I looked at my cell phone again seeing it was time to go to the food court. I picked up my bags from the different stores we were too even my Gothic bag that Tomas gave me after he put everything that was mine in one bag and his in another.

I walked up behind them and said quietly, “well, I’m going to the food court.” I then skipped out of the store and hurried to the Food court before one of them wanted to go with me.

I sighed in relief as I walked into the over crowded food court. I found a table and placed my bags under the table and waited for my hot, hot gothic guy to come.

He came up to the table I was sitting at after four minutes of waiting with a smile he plopped down in front of me.

“Hey,” he greeted placing his arms on the table.

“Hi,” I greeted back straight up from my bent fashion.

“So what’s your name,” he asked.

“Jayden,” I answered, “yours?”

“David,” he answered with a laugh afterwards, “This is a weird date,” he said and I laughed and nodded.

My mind froze and I wanted to giggle and jump about screaming, ‘My first gay date!’ But I didn’t.

Frickin’ Exciting.