After Chris' mother dropped us at my house, we both hurried up to my room to share a passionate kiss. We both managed to find our way to my bed and dropped on it, without even breaking our kiss. After about 10 minutes of tongue wrestling and needing some air, Jeremy was the one to break our kiss. He stared into my eyes, hypnotizing me with his dark eyes. "I love you Adrian," he whispered softly.
"I love you too," I whispered back. We both stayed like that for about five minutes looking in each other eyes, Jeremy on top of me, as if we were searching each other's soul, before my mom popped her head in my room.
"Oops, sorry boys, um, I have a snack if you like," she said.
"Mom!" I shouted pushing Jeremy on the floor.
"Easy, sorry for disturbing you, but the door was open," she said trying not to burst into laughter.
"Sorry Jer, and thanks for the snack, Mom," I said just above a whisper, blushing and trying to hide under my covers.
"I'll let you both finish, but wash your hands before you come down, please," she said walking away.
"Well that was interesting," Jeremy chuckled, getting up from the floor.
"Oh, shut up."
I never thought that washing our hands could be romantic. After washing our hands, which took about ten minute of playing, we headed to the kitchen to see what my mother had prepared for us to snack on.
"Thanks, Mom," I shouted to my mom, who was in the living room.
"Don't shout in the house." She admonished me.
"Sorry!" I shouted back, being a smartass. I could swear I heard her sigh.
Jeremy just looked at me and giggled because of the playing between my mom and me. We ate our snack in complete silence; no words were needed, occasionally we looked at the other's smiling goofy grins. We then started our home work.
"Well I should be going home." Jeremy said sadly, after we finished our work.
"I know, but we'll see each other tomorrow." I tried to say happily, but failing miserably.
After getting our school stuff and shoving it in our backpacks, we headed to my room to say goodbye and goodnight. Of course this time I closed my door. After kissing for about five minutes, Jeremy grabbed his backpack and headed out to his house, but not without saying "I love you" at least five times. After Jeremy was out of sight I sighed softly, then went to the living room to watch a little television with my mother before supper.
"That was cute," Christopher's mom said after dropping us at my house.
"What was?" Chris asked.
"Well, they were holding hands."
"Oh, you don't mind, do you?"
"Are they together?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said as a matter of fact.
"And what do you think about that?" she continued to interrogate.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know."
"I don't mind, one of them is the one I helped last year. Remember?"
"You mean in the pool locker room at your school?" she asked.
"Yeah," he grinned. But his grin turned into a questioning look.
"What? You think that I'd find that revolting or something? You know that one of your uncles is gay, so I really don't mind and I have a few gay friends," she said like reading Chris' mind.
"Yeah, I know," he said softly.
"Can I ask you a question?" She looked at him.
"Um yeah, I guess." He knew what she was going to ask him.
"Are you gay?"
"I… yes, why?" he answered, feeling his stomach turning.
"Nothing. You know it's OK with your father and me," she replied softly, "But I'm glad you told me the truth and anyway it's not as bad as your other secret."
They both got home in total silence after that, not needing for Chris to get anymore nervous. Not that he was scared of telling his parent, but it's not that easy to just say, "Hi Mom, I'm gay."
The next day was pretty much the same. Jeremy greeted me at the bus stop pretty much like every morning. We then rode the bus to school, where we tried to find Christopher before the first class started, we searched everywhere that we knew he could be, but without luck.
"Well he's sick or hiding somewhere," Jeremy said. "It happened last year, at least twice."
"Oh well, we will see him at lunch then, if he's at school."
"We should head to our classrooms. I'll see you at break," Jeremy said.
"OK, I love you," I replied whispering.
Then we both headed to our respective classrooms for the morning's usual boring day of school. The teacher lectured at the front of the room then gave us an assignment.
Jeremy and I found each other during the break between classes, and we made small talk while looking out to see if we could see Christopher. We didn't see him, so we headed to the next class, which we had together. Lunch time was approaching, but I was a little worried about Christopher, he was fine the other day. When the bell rang we didn't even go to the lunchroom to eat, we immediately started searching for Christopher. We first stopped at the office to see if we could find out if he was indeed at school.
"What can I do for you boys?" the lady at the front desk asked us, without taking her eyes off the computer she was working on.
"Yes, please can you tell us if Christopher Matthews is at school today?" Jeremy said.
"Um, let me check," she replied, typing fast on the keyboard. "Yes, he is at school."
"Thank you ma'am," I said politely.
We then started to search every place that Jeremy knew where to find him, we started with the Library, but he was not there, our next stop was the little shop, but unfortunately, no luck there either. Then we headed for the school pool, but again he was nowhere to be found.
"That's strange," Jeremy said. "I do remember once finding him in the school music classroom, maybe he's there."
"OK then, let's go see."
We headed to the music department of our school, as we approached, we could hear a piano being played, but the sound was not happy, the music seemed depressing. We looked in the room and saw Christopher sitting alone in the room playing a sad song on the piano.
"Christopher," Jeremy said softly.
"Yeah," he replied, stopping his playing.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"Yeah mostly, sorry did you want something?"
"Tell us what's wrong?" Jeremy said approaching him.
"Nothing really, just a little lonely," he replied softly, like he was trying to hold some tears back.
"Do you want us to leave you alone?" I asked, knowing that sometime when I'm down I just what to be alone.
"No, it's OK, you can stay."
"Why are you here?" Jeremy asked. "The last time you where here you were very depressed."
"I miss my friend, that's all, and I lost someone very important." he said, Jeremy nodded knowingly.
"You mean like your boyfriend?" I asked.
"No, he was a very good friend, we shared something special, but he wasn't gay, so I never actually thought about us being boyfriends," he said sadly. "How I wish it could have been that ."
"Oh," Jeremy and I both said at the same time.
"Have you two eaten?" he asked smiling trying to change the subject. We shook our heads. "Well then I'll treat you at the shop, come on."
We headed to the shop and he did treat us; I've never eaten like that before. We had everything from veggies to meat and the dessert was very good. I'll always wonder where he got all that stuff. We made small talk after that, not mentioning the earlier event. We started cleaning up before the time for lunch was over and we had to return to learning things. He then told us that this afternoon he had a little meeting with the Journal group then he needed to do a little accounting for the shop, but he invited us to join him if we liked. The last class of the day seemed to last longer than usual. The teacher would not stop talking. Finally he gave us our assignment for home. After the last bell rang, I headed to my locker to get my things and waited for Jeremy to meet me. We decided to wait for Christopher in front of his little shop.
"Hey guys, I thought that you would come to my Journal meeting," Chris said from the other side of the corridor.
"Well, we didn't want to disturb all those brains with our beauty," Jeremy replied, grinning ear to ear.
"Yeah right, as if you'd disturb those geeks," Chris said with a matching grin.
"But aren't you one of those?" I asked.
They both looked at me and started laughing. We entered the room where all of his paperwork was. He prepared a little snack for the three of us and started to do his math on the week's profit. Then he checked on buying new stuff to sell and preparing the inventory of all the stock he had. Finally, he filled out the order form for the stock that was low. In the mean time, Jeremy and I started our homework, all the while chatting. It took us all about 45 minutes to complete our tasks.
"How come you know all that about managing a store?" I asked.
"Actually I don't know, really. I never thought about any of that, I just do it."
"Not that it looks hard," Jeremy said.
"What? Oh so you think that it's that easy?" Christopher said with a mock hurt expression. He started to explain to us all the managing, stocking and coordination it took.
"OK, so it's not that easy," Jeremy said slyly.
"You do all that and even have time to manage other projects?" I asked.
"Yeah, the first time it's a lot, but you learn fast what to do and then it becomes second nature to you. So for me, yes, it's easy," he said. "Well guys the school is closing, I'll see you both tomorrow."
"OK, see you tomorrow Chris." Both Jeremy and I said at the same time, eliciting a chuckle.
We all headed to the school late buses. There are some buses that come back for the students who needed to stay after school. We all rode the same one, but Chris was the first to be dropped off. After that, Jeremy and I cuddled a little in the last row of seats. Hiding a little, I stole a soft kiss from him. We both stopped, said goodbye and goodnight, and headed to our respective homes.