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Adult +
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6
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2,868
Reviews:
42
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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.
Under the Sirens and Flashing Lights
5. under the Sirens and Flashing lights
Mondays in school are so tiring and boring. I sighed as I laid on one of the large art tables. It¡¯s lunch and like all lunches, I have no one to sit with because my brother hates me and Jacob doesn¡¯t want to be seen with me in school. So I lay on a table in the art class because the Art teacher is a friendly guy who I pretty much love in a non-sexual way.
¡°Good afternoon Jayden,¡± Mr. Wood said as he walked into his room. I raised my hand a little; he laughed at my pathetic-ness and patted my chest once then went to his deck.
¡°So anything new happen this weekend?¡± he asked from the other side of the room.
¡°I came out gay on Saturday,¡± I said weakly.
¡°What?¡± he asked probably not hearing me.
¡°I said, I came out gay Saturday,¡± I said louder sitting up some, right as some guy who was a grade a head of me came into the room.
I stuck my tongue out at the student then laid back down on the table.
¡°Good for you Jayden,¡± Mr. Wood said then went to greet the student.
I rolled on my stomach and propped my head on my elbows, ¡°So what about you?¡± I asked the teacher who had moved closer to me helping the student with a picture.
¡°Ah, my wife got angry at me for not doing the dishes and kicked me out of the house for a while,¡± he said looking at me as the student started drawing.
¡°Wow, that¡¯s extreme for not doing the dishes,¡± I commented rolling back to my original spot but moved so my head was off the table.
¡°Yeah,¡± Mr. Wood said as if he was in thought then turned back to the student.
¡°Maybe she¡¯s pregnant,¡± I said. I didn¡¯t get a comment from Mr. Wood so I continued, ¡°I mean don¡¯t girls get a moody and overact over stuff like that when they are pregnant?¡±
Mr. Wood looked at me and nodded then put his hand to his chin, ¡°You could be right,¡± he said looking around, ¡°I better call her and ask her to take a pregnancy test.¡±
I nodded at him then moved so I didn¡¯t have my head off the table anymore.
--
My class after lunch happened to be Art. I changed my table to one in the back that no one uses to lay on. Mr. Wood never bugged me since I¡¯m good at what I do when I do it. I¡¯m in Independent Art even though I¡¯m a freshman. I¡¯m that good.
I¡¯m like a puma at art. Because puma¡¯s are sweet! I¡¯m going to draw a puma on my next project. I think I¡¯ll do water color on it but I¡¯m not sure.
¡°Get up,¡± Mr. Wood said slapping me on the chest. I whined but sat up any way rubbing my abused chest. First my brother now my favorite teacher, who next? The Puma?
I swung my legs over the side and stared at a picture that Mr. Wood put in front of me. I blinked then blinked again in shock this time when I figured out what the picture was of me, laying one of the tables sleeping. It was really good. Who ever got the background perfect and the table was perfectly done. I was cool looking. I was drawn like a puppet and it looked sweet.
¡°One of my students in my third year class did it,¡± Mr. Wood said lowering the picture, ¡°he saw you in here at lunch and asked if he could draw you for his project.¡± Mr. Wood said.
¡°I like it,¡± I said crossing my legs on the table, ¡°I give it a thousand points.¡±
Mr. Wood laughed and handed me the picture and a pencil so I could grade it. I lightly wrote on the back, ¡®I give you a thousand points¡¯ then signed my name by it. Then put ¡®(the model)¡¯ under my name. I gave the picture back to Mr. Wood so he could put it back in his grading pile on his desk that was next to my table.
¡°Did you finish your painting?¡± Mr. Wood asked sitting down at his desk.
¡°Yep,¡± I said lying back down on the desk, ¡°should be in the middle somewhere.¡±
¡°I¡¯ll look at it later,¡± Mr. Wood said lazily.
--
Math is about the stupidest classes ever. I hate it. It¡¯s boring. I¡¯m good at math but the teacher makes it so boring. I rocked my head back and forth on my desk as the teacher went on and on about fractions or something.
I sat up when a piece of paper was slipped down the back of my shirt. I reached in my shirt and grabbed it. Pulling it so it was in front of me and hiding behind the guy in front of me:
Yo im comin over 2day.
--Jakey
I giggled at the use of my nickname for him. He has forgiven me! He is just so cute.
Like a little bunny!
Yo im comin over 2day.
--Jakey
Kay! See you then, lover. ¢¾
-- Your pookie ¢¾, Jayden.
I tossed it back to him and heard him sigh in annoyance.
--
¡°Why don¡¯t you try helping me?¡± Mr. Wood said as I laid on one of the tables as he was cleaning up.
¡°Nah,¡± I said waving a hand at him in a dismissal kind of way.
¡°You are so lazy,¡± Mr. Wood growled at me. I don¡¯t like my seventh period since it is gym and I don¡¯t like gym. So I hang out in the Art room every once and a while.
¡°Anyway,¡± Mr. Wood said stopping by my table leaning against it, ¡°I saw your picture of the two birds and I must say vary well done,¡± he said patting me on my chest causing me to whine in pain. I rubbed my chest and rolled around so I was on my stomach now.
¡°You better get back to gym,¡± Mr. Wood said as he started cleaning a table. ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that you just said you were going to the bathroom?¡±
¡°Yeah,¡± I sighed and pushed myself off the table. I stood there for a moment then slapped Mr. Wood on the back lightly and walked out of the room, bumping into a guy with brightly colored hair.
¡°Sorry,¡± I said tiredly walking down the hallway towards the gym.
--
¡°Pookie!¡± I yelled when I got home, ¡°I love you! Jakey! I know you¡¯re here!¡± I yelled running up the stairs. I pushed past my brother to my room where Jacob was sitting on my computer.
¡°You are so cruel,¡± I pouted dropping my bag, ¡°you¡¯re using me for my computer.¡±
¡°Am not. I have one at home,¡± he said not looking at me. I shrugged and dragged my bag to my bed and thus our silence started. This is how we normally hang out. Me on my bed doing homework and him on my computer on Myspace.
Normal. I like the smell of it.
--
Something moved in my pocket causing my eyes to pop open. I must¡¯ve fallen asleep when reading. I do that sometimes, fall asleep without meaning too.
I pushed my book off my chest with a sigh and looked over to where Jacob was on the floor now doing his homework. I blinked a few times and sighed rolling over to get my cell-phone since it vibrated waking me up.
¡°Hello?¡± I asked with a sigh afterwards.
¡°Hey,¡± a voice said pausing, ¡°it¡¯s David.¡±
I sat up and nearly giggled, ¡°Oh, hi, how are you?¡± I asked excitedly sounding like a complete nerd.
David laughed and said that he was fine.
¡°Well that¡¯s good,¡± I said looking over to where Jacob was mouthing to me asking who it was. I glared at him and turned away so I could talk to David in private.
¡°Anyhow, I was calling to ask you if you wanted to hang out this Friday.¡± David asked smoothly.
I took the phone away from my ear and let out a small ¡®eeeee¡¯ then quickly said ¡®yes¡¯ into the phone.
¡®Great,¡± he said letting out a small chuckle, ¡°we¡¯ll meet at the mall. We can see a movie and eat there.¡±
¡°Okay,¡± I said trying not to sound like a complete nerd, ¡°I have to go now. I¡¯m doing homework,¡± I said looking at my stupid book that is taking me away from David.
¡°Okay. Bye, see you this Friday,¡± he said then hanging up. I pulled the phone away from my ear and put it down on the bed. I let out a whoop and started bouncing around excitedly.
Jacob watched me right to the point where I fell off the bed and didn¡¯t even feel as excited as me.
Cause he is excitement retarded.
Mondays in school are so tiring and boring. I sighed as I laid on one of the large art tables. It¡¯s lunch and like all lunches, I have no one to sit with because my brother hates me and Jacob doesn¡¯t want to be seen with me in school. So I lay on a table in the art class because the Art teacher is a friendly guy who I pretty much love in a non-sexual way.
¡°Good afternoon Jayden,¡± Mr. Wood said as he walked into his room. I raised my hand a little; he laughed at my pathetic-ness and patted my chest once then went to his deck.
¡°So anything new happen this weekend?¡± he asked from the other side of the room.
¡°I came out gay on Saturday,¡± I said weakly.
¡°What?¡± he asked probably not hearing me.
¡°I said, I came out gay Saturday,¡± I said louder sitting up some, right as some guy who was a grade a head of me came into the room.
I stuck my tongue out at the student then laid back down on the table.
¡°Good for you Jayden,¡± Mr. Wood said then went to greet the student.
I rolled on my stomach and propped my head on my elbows, ¡°So what about you?¡± I asked the teacher who had moved closer to me helping the student with a picture.
¡°Ah, my wife got angry at me for not doing the dishes and kicked me out of the house for a while,¡± he said looking at me as the student started drawing.
¡°Wow, that¡¯s extreme for not doing the dishes,¡± I commented rolling back to my original spot but moved so my head was off the table.
¡°Yeah,¡± Mr. Wood said as if he was in thought then turned back to the student.
¡°Maybe she¡¯s pregnant,¡± I said. I didn¡¯t get a comment from Mr. Wood so I continued, ¡°I mean don¡¯t girls get a moody and overact over stuff like that when they are pregnant?¡±
Mr. Wood looked at me and nodded then put his hand to his chin, ¡°You could be right,¡± he said looking around, ¡°I better call her and ask her to take a pregnancy test.¡±
I nodded at him then moved so I didn¡¯t have my head off the table anymore.
--
My class after lunch happened to be Art. I changed my table to one in the back that no one uses to lay on. Mr. Wood never bugged me since I¡¯m good at what I do when I do it. I¡¯m in Independent Art even though I¡¯m a freshman. I¡¯m that good.
I¡¯m like a puma at art. Because puma¡¯s are sweet! I¡¯m going to draw a puma on my next project. I think I¡¯ll do water color on it but I¡¯m not sure.
¡°Get up,¡± Mr. Wood said slapping me on the chest. I whined but sat up any way rubbing my abused chest. First my brother now my favorite teacher, who next? The Puma?
I swung my legs over the side and stared at a picture that Mr. Wood put in front of me. I blinked then blinked again in shock this time when I figured out what the picture was of me, laying one of the tables sleeping. It was really good. Who ever got the background perfect and the table was perfectly done. I was cool looking. I was drawn like a puppet and it looked sweet.
¡°One of my students in my third year class did it,¡± Mr. Wood said lowering the picture, ¡°he saw you in here at lunch and asked if he could draw you for his project.¡± Mr. Wood said.
¡°I like it,¡± I said crossing my legs on the table, ¡°I give it a thousand points.¡±
Mr. Wood laughed and handed me the picture and a pencil so I could grade it. I lightly wrote on the back, ¡®I give you a thousand points¡¯ then signed my name by it. Then put ¡®(the model)¡¯ under my name. I gave the picture back to Mr. Wood so he could put it back in his grading pile on his desk that was next to my table.
¡°Did you finish your painting?¡± Mr. Wood asked sitting down at his desk.
¡°Yep,¡± I said lying back down on the desk, ¡°should be in the middle somewhere.¡±
¡°I¡¯ll look at it later,¡± Mr. Wood said lazily.
--
Math is about the stupidest classes ever. I hate it. It¡¯s boring. I¡¯m good at math but the teacher makes it so boring. I rocked my head back and forth on my desk as the teacher went on and on about fractions or something.
I sat up when a piece of paper was slipped down the back of my shirt. I reached in my shirt and grabbed it. Pulling it so it was in front of me and hiding behind the guy in front of me:
Yo im comin over 2day.
--Jakey
I giggled at the use of my nickname for him. He has forgiven me! He is just so cute.
Like a little bunny!
Yo im comin over 2day.
--Jakey
Kay! See you then, lover. ¢¾
-- Your pookie ¢¾, Jayden.
I tossed it back to him and heard him sigh in annoyance.
--
¡°Why don¡¯t you try helping me?¡± Mr. Wood said as I laid on one of the tables as he was cleaning up.
¡°Nah,¡± I said waving a hand at him in a dismissal kind of way.
¡°You are so lazy,¡± Mr. Wood growled at me. I don¡¯t like my seventh period since it is gym and I don¡¯t like gym. So I hang out in the Art room every once and a while.
¡°Anyway,¡± Mr. Wood said stopping by my table leaning against it, ¡°I saw your picture of the two birds and I must say vary well done,¡± he said patting me on my chest causing me to whine in pain. I rubbed my chest and rolled around so I was on my stomach now.
¡°You better get back to gym,¡± Mr. Wood said as he started cleaning a table. ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that you just said you were going to the bathroom?¡±
¡°Yeah,¡± I sighed and pushed myself off the table. I stood there for a moment then slapped Mr. Wood on the back lightly and walked out of the room, bumping into a guy with brightly colored hair.
¡°Sorry,¡± I said tiredly walking down the hallway towards the gym.
--
¡°Pookie!¡± I yelled when I got home, ¡°I love you! Jakey! I know you¡¯re here!¡± I yelled running up the stairs. I pushed past my brother to my room where Jacob was sitting on my computer.
¡°You are so cruel,¡± I pouted dropping my bag, ¡°you¡¯re using me for my computer.¡±
¡°Am not. I have one at home,¡± he said not looking at me. I shrugged and dragged my bag to my bed and thus our silence started. This is how we normally hang out. Me on my bed doing homework and him on my computer on Myspace.
Normal. I like the smell of it.
--
Something moved in my pocket causing my eyes to pop open. I must¡¯ve fallen asleep when reading. I do that sometimes, fall asleep without meaning too.
I pushed my book off my chest with a sigh and looked over to where Jacob was on the floor now doing his homework. I blinked a few times and sighed rolling over to get my cell-phone since it vibrated waking me up.
¡°Hello?¡± I asked with a sigh afterwards.
¡°Hey,¡± a voice said pausing, ¡°it¡¯s David.¡±
I sat up and nearly giggled, ¡°Oh, hi, how are you?¡± I asked excitedly sounding like a complete nerd.
David laughed and said that he was fine.
¡°Well that¡¯s good,¡± I said looking over to where Jacob was mouthing to me asking who it was. I glared at him and turned away so I could talk to David in private.
¡°Anyhow, I was calling to ask you if you wanted to hang out this Friday.¡± David asked smoothly.
I took the phone away from my ear and let out a small ¡®eeeee¡¯ then quickly said ¡®yes¡¯ into the phone.
¡®Great,¡± he said letting out a small chuckle, ¡°we¡¯ll meet at the mall. We can see a movie and eat there.¡±
¡°Okay,¡± I said trying not to sound like a complete nerd, ¡°I have to go now. I¡¯m doing homework,¡± I said looking at my stupid book that is taking me away from David.
¡°Okay. Bye, see you this Friday,¡± he said then hanging up. I pulled the phone away from my ear and put it down on the bed. I let out a whoop and started bouncing around excitedly.
Jacob watched me right to the point where I fell off the bed and didn¡¯t even feel as excited as me.
Cause he is excitement retarded.