Russell Knight is not your average geek. Sure, he may seem like the quiet, shy, and vulnerable guy in school. But there is far more to Russel than meets the eye.
At just 10 years old, Russell had already gone through the heartache of losing both of...
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Sam
I couldn't help but smile. Russell leaned his forehead on mine. But one thing was for sure, we forgot our best friends stood next to us with big mischievous smiles on their faces.
Kim giggled while biting her nail, and Brandon crossed his arms smiling.
"Eh-hem!" Brandon cleared his throat making us look towards them.
Kim couldn't hold it, she burst out laughing, going over to us as she throws her arm around my shoulders. "That was fucking epic... Did you see Craig's face? He was so pissed!" she says as she pulls me out towards the gathering.
I looked back towards Russell. He rubbed the back of his neck as Brandon swats his shoulder making him chuckle.
"You can't keep denying it now. I saw the way you two looked at each other, that kiss was real back there. Oh, and then what I walked in on the other day in your kitchen! Oooh, Lord." Kim whispered yell, fanning herself.
My mind went back to that morning as well, making my stomach flutter. God, I feel like a hormonal teenage girl. "Kim? Sshhh!" I whisper back. If my mom finds out, God, I don't even want to know.
We joined everyone in the backyard. Dad wasted no time in pulling Russell and Brandon, introducing them to everyone.
I can tell he was feeling awkward, but it took him no time in fitting in. "Boys, I want you to meet everyone. This is Roger, Roger this is my Sammy's boyfriend- Russell, and his friend Bradon. Boys this is Roger," he goes on, introducing them to everyone and shaking hands.
Meanwhile, Mom, Craig, and his mom gave them the evil eye.
I was a bit afraid of the way they were looking at them if I knew my mom well, is that she always likes to get her way. One way or another, but she will not quit until she does. She's dangerous, especially when it's the three of them together. I just know they're planning on something.
"Sammy, Sammy, play with me!" Roger's son, Petey runs to me, wrapping his hands around my hips. He was only five years old and so energetic. I love having him over and playing with him.
"Hi, Petey. How are you, honey?" I say pulling him up and hoisting him on my hip, kissing his cheek. "Hi, Petey! Where's my hug, huh?" Kim says, placing her hand on his back.
Petey has a little crush on Kim. He always becomes giggly around her. His little cheeks blush and he lifts his shoulder as if trying to hide from her.
"Hi, Kimmy!" he says through giggles making her chuckle. "Hi, Petey. So..." she says placing her hand on her hip.
"Can I have a hug too?" she asks winking and smiling at him.
He chuckles but he can't help it. He launches his little arms around her and hugs her, kissing her cheek repetitively.
