The Prince's Fiancé (BoyXBoy)

Chapter II First Day, Worst Day

Chapter 2 First Day Worst Day

Jason

Senior year. Jason had one more year and then he could possibly leave San Francisco behind him forever. Jason was desperate to leave everything familiar to him behind. For now, it was just one more year. Then the possibilities would be endless. Chicago. New York. Massachusetts. Georgia. Alaska. Hell, out of the county. Open doors would mean infinite opportunities. Just as Shakti Gawain said, The universe will reward you for taking risks on its behalf.

Jason woke up late. He'd stayed up later than he meant to. Forums to various colleges, any place but here, were stuck to his face. He'd spent almost an hour scrubbing off letters from the side of his face. And drool. All he could think of the night before, was where he'd like to go first. So he couldn't sleep. He end up with less than six hours of sleep.

He skipped breakfast. He didn't have much of a choice. He took the stairs instead of the elevator. Jason only lived on the third floor, plus he could have used the exercise. He didn't get to shave either since he had under ten minutes to get out the door. There were no overly chatty neighbors to slow him down while he carried his bike down the stairs.

Jason's mom left a note on front door, just before he left. Stars can't shine without darkness. Since his mom believed Jason was going into depression, she'd started leaving words of encouragement every day. But Jason was NOT depressed, so he kept trying to explain to her, yes he often felt lost and more than a little hurt, maybe, but NOT depressed.

He'd recently broken up with his boyfriend of three and a half years. He caught him having a three-way. One guy and one girl. Brett had tried apologizing over and over again. Jason wouldn't stand for it.

In a way, he felt their relationship was already dwindling for some time. Like he could feel Brett was drifting further and further away from him. It started with a lack of communication, Jason was the one trying his hardest to get the conversational ball going and Brett didn't seem to care. Brett was also one year older than Jason. He graduated first. Sometimes it would be days without any form of communication and that led to silent tears.

Eventually, Jason found himself caring less and less. They drifted apart. Then caught him in the act after getting himself ready to call it quits. So Jason wasn't all that devastated. It just made things easier for him. As a bonus, Jason felt a tad smug with himself. Like he'd made the right decision all along.

It hit him later that night while he lay awake in his bed. He was staring at the dark ceiling thinking about what Brett would be doing right now. He rolled over towards the nightstand to grab his phone to call him, then remembered he was recently single.

It felt like a sledgehammer slammed into his gut that he had to stop, fold in on himself and choke. He did manage to pull himself back together two days later. Jason was done with love. There was no prince charming waiting around the corner for him.

Fairytales were for the desperate and the delusional.

Jason listened to Jonsi during his bike ride. The hills were sometimes like murder, and what could have been a simple 10-20 minute bike ride, turned into 30 minutes. Sure the sun was out and the skies were endlessly blue, his luck sucked. Traffic was hectic.

When Jason saw he had less than 3 minutes left to get to his first period class (World History), he started to panic. He stopped waving cars to go ahead of him and raced to the school. He made a hard left turn that he could have ran his fingers across the street with his free hand if he wanted to. Cars honked, Jason ignored them. He didn't even care that he crashed his bike into the brick building to Glendale High.