Erm.. Who Are You Again? (Boy x Boy)

Chapter 2

Alright you few (so far ;]) readers!

Soon, within the next few chapters (i think) i might require at least a certain number of reads in order for me to post the next chapters.

I'm not sure how that's going to work out for me though, so i might not, this being my first book and all. It all depends on the number of reads that i get between now and the next few chapters.

Another thing!  I know that some of the Wattpad users out there might not like to vote or comment or anything like that, but you should seriously do that for me, this being my first book and all.   I for reals need some feed back, positive or negative, its all the same.  I just need some feed back!

And without further-a-do, your next chapter!!!

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My alarm started beeping loudly, waking me from my peaceful slumber.  I jumped out of my bed to turn it off quickly.  Chase, my older brother, hated it when my alarm woke him up.  After I pushed the snooze button on the alarm clock, I realized Chase wasn’t in his bed. 

I heard someone run down the staircase outside our bedroom door and in came Chase wearing nothing but a towel.    He dropped his towel holding his boxer briefs.

“Eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww! God Chase! Give me a warning next time!”

He just laughed. “What? You don’t like the show?”

“You’re my brother you douche! No! And even if you weren’t, still no!”

He just laughed at me. 

I picked out some clothes for my first day of junior year (WOOOOO) and pulled them on.  I take showers in the evening because I can’t go to sleep dirty.  Chase was warning me about how we only had a few minutes before we had to leave the house when I was eating my cereal.

I had just placed my bowl in the sink when he stared yelling at me that we had to go.

“Come on! We have to leave now or we won’t get a good parking spot!”

“Alright, alright, I’m ready. Gosh.”  I said with excessive sarcasm.

I grabbed my book bag that was full to the top with new school supplies.  There were a few things that I couldn’t leave the house without.  First there was my cell phone.  It wasn’t a smart phone or anything great, but it gave me a feeling of security.  Next was my Ipod.  Something to play music to me when I was bored out of my mind.  And last was a book. I took a book with me everywhere I went so I had something ‘acceptable’ to do in classes when the teachers wouldn’t let you listen to music.

Most of the teachers at the high school were pretty laid back about phones and music and junk, but others were very strict on the topic.  It was what ever to me though.  It’s not my job to tell a teacher how to run her classroom.

Chase drove us the short distance to the school and chose a good parking spot.  We had arrived just in time.  Chase and I got out of the car and split up at the door.

“Chase, good luck on your first day of your senior year dude.”

“Hey, you too Brayden!”

He had caught sight of one of his feminine friends and walked off with her to pick up his schedule.  I had no idea why they made the different grades pick up their schedules in different parts of the school.  It usually bothered me when I had to split up from the people I knew in a stressful situation.