Hello Fascination (BoyxBoy)

Hello Fascination (BxB) ch4

Caleb's POV.

"Hrmm what to wear, what to wear,"

I finally decide on a pair of loose skinny jeans, dark band tee, studded belt, and my sexeh ass hoodie. Oh yea, Imma gangsta. A straight up G. The gangsta life is the life fo me.

I walk down stairs and grab an orange. Mom's cooking waffles (oh emm geee) but I need to leave early this morning. "Morning, mommy!" I give her a big hug, her sandy blonde hair tickling my face and her apron bunching up between us. Yes, she's middle aged, but she's a little 'old fashioned' and acts like a house wife in the 40's.

"Good morning, pumpkin'," Mom smiles down at me, "How many waffles do you want; Six?"

Yes, I usually eat six waffles... Get over it. I'm a growing boy! I need to gain some manly muscles! "I'd love to, but I'm picking Chelsea up this morning and I told her we'd walk to school together early."

"Okay, Caleb. That's fine, just make sure to give her a big hug for me!" Mom loves Chels. But she also knows that her parents are practically never home anymore and she tries to be as motherly as possible for her. And I think she wants me to one day marry Chelsea... Awkward.

"Buh bye Mom," I give her another hug and a kiss on the cheek after grabbing my backpack and a bottle of water. "Love you!"

"I love you too, hunny. Make sure you're home for dinner!" I smile and nod before exiting out the back door. I trot up the hill that separates mine and Chelseas' houses and put my piercings in. Hey! you don't expect me to go prancing around with my snakebites in with an extremely catholic mother, do yah?! Awh heeeelll nawh. If she EVER found out I have snakebites, I'd be called a 'devil's child'.

I pause at Chelsea's backdoor and listen. Is there any moaning? Screaming? Whorish noises of any sort? Nope. Phew her sister, Kayla-the-slut, isn't home.

Opening the door, I walk right on up to my best friend's room. "CHELSEA. Get yo ass up. School time!"

She groans and rolls onto her stomach on her bed and covers her head with a pillow. I sigh and walk over to her stero and turn it on.

"Chels! I love this song!" I start to jam out along with it.

"Come on get up! You need to make yourself look pretty!" Her hair is a rats nest around her face and her makeup is smudged and crusty from last night. "Seriously, hun, I love you and all, but you look like shit."

"Gee, thanks." Chelsea mumbles as she pushes away from her bed and heads to her closet.

"No problem, babes," I go get a brush from her bathroom. We only have 20 minutes to her her all sexeh so I start to tame her hair. I also hum along to the song.

I've got friends in highly low places

I'm standing on a post, and I'm posted up

Can't afford to lose them

I've got friends in highly low places

I'll go inside when I want to party

Grab a girl and dance! (Don't touch me)

"WHOA OH, WHOA, WHOA OH!" I scream along in Chelsea's ear

Why do I put myself in these situations

"WHOA OH, WHOA, WHOA OH!" Chelsea smacks my arm "Caleb, shut the fuck up!"

I keep pushing myself, even though I can't take it at all

"Hehe, you know you love me!" I pat Chelsea's now perfect hair (I know, I'm awesome). She just mumbles something about a wooden mallet and push pins in my eye and goes into her bathroom to redo her makeup.