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

Chapter 12

Enough talking from me. I'm sure you guys are tired of it from last chapter. Here is this one!

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***Brayden***

Monday again. Ugh. 

Actually, Mondays for me aren't all that bad. It's Tuesday that I have to look out for. I hate Tuesdays. Mondays are the easiest day of the week. Easy to wake up, easy to make it through classes, easy homework, at least for me that is. However, Tuesday is the day of the week I dread. If tuesday were a person, I would punch him in the face every time I encountered him. 

But today was bound to be a good day. It had to be. All last week was amazing. It seemed to play out perfectly. Diesel and I talked every chance we got. In the hallways between classes, in classes, during lunch, and when we weren't at school, we would text all the time. 

He was making new friends, like I knew he would here in this new enviornment. A lot of the football players were talking to him, and he seemed to get along well with them. Recently he had been telling me stories from him hanging out with his new friends. He seemed to be opening up very well.

But no matter how different he acted around his friends, he was still sweet and cute to me. He doesn't blow me off for them at school. He was amazing, and almost perfect. Too perfect. There was an unreal sence of bliss and happiness added to my every day life. 

I still help him getting around to classes, and out to his car. And even though we have been close, there hasn't been any more kissing. We haven't really talked about the relationship status any more either. Lacey says that we are still talking.

These are all the thoughts that pass through my mind in the five minutes I was in the shower. Monday. Back already. I pushed in the knob on my shower head to stop the flow of water. I steped out and dried off, and made my way back to my bedroom to put on clothes. As usual, I passed by Chase on his way up to take a shower.

While I was putting on my clothes, I couldn't help but think about how Diesel had told me about his family. 

It was at the end of the day, and we had just made it out to his car. That day It had been sunny and beautiful. But still the temperature was mild in the low 70's. I had stepped into his truck to sit next to him.

"It must be nice to have a brother that's your age." Diesel had told me looking over at Chase's Pontiac.

I rolledmy eyes. "Sure, If you like having someone to take your clothes. Or if you like having someone to be compared to. Or if you like having the teachers at your school that know him call you by his name. Oh! Or, my favorite, if you like having girls in your grade tell you that you have a hot brother."

Diesel laughed at me. "But still. I just think it would be nice to have someone close to you that you could talk to. You know, because if they have had to go through the same stuff as you, they can give you advice. Or if you guys are going through something together, you would have eachother."

Hearing him say this made me curious. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" I asked him.

"No, I'm an only child. Sure I had lots of friends to talk to, but still. They never kept me from feeling alone when I was at home." He said glumly. I've never really thought of my brother or sisters as something to be taken for granted. 

I felt awful for Diesel. Sure he was sexy as all get out, but not even that can help you from feeling lonely. "What about your parents?" I asked. "Weren't they there to keep you company?"