Standing On Edge (boyxboy)

Chapter 14: Haunting

And They (out of all people) walk in through hat door. Instantly, memories hit he across the head like a brick. slamming down on me. I cringe as a girl runs to me and shoves back to the floor- laughing. She had Nice flowing blonde hair and the most beautiful face ever. This one girl was probably the only girl i liked out of that whole group. Who were they?

My family. My cousins. My aunt.

me: hey Kat..

This girl was bubbly and full of energy.

K: OMG Cory! I MISSED YOU.

Derrick looked panicked. And Jocelyn practically carried Diana, Mayra, And Callie up to her room.

Derrick: H-Hey.

Kate jumped offa me and locked eyes with Derrick. She locked hands with him and shook is hand.

K: hey! Im Katlyn. (Authors Note: yes i meant to spell it that way)

D: Im Derrick.

Derrick tried to tug his hand away from her. but she didn't, and she kept her eye contact with him.

Kat signaled him to come to hear what she was gunna say. he bent down next to her mouth and she whispered something in his ear.

Derrick eyes opened wide and he looked at me panicked.

He told me,

D: lets go upstairs.

And i followed him upstairs.

We entered through the door and he pinned me to the wall.

D: THIS SUCKS

me: what?..

D: i finally have you and now i have to hide it? I HATE THIS.

He plopped down on the bed face-first and proceeded to scream.

D: WHY THE FUCK WOULD THIS HAPPEN RIGHT NOW? UGHHHHH!

I brushed my hands through his hair.

me: its fine... uh what did kate tell you?

D: Shes knows im gay.

I TOTALLY FORGOT.

D: how does she know?

me: She's clairvoyant. -like Brayan.

D: what..?

me: she can see into peoples minds and the future. its kinda wierd. but it works. its actually scary.

d: oh..

Me: yeah..

The door slammed open and two boys came in. Ryan and Damien.

Damien was fit. Close to Derricks look. Maybe over acceding Derricks look. They were both in football. Damien wore a low hanging tank top and salmon colored shorts. He had high blue donut socks with nike shoes on.

Ryan was also fit but not muscly. He had on a pair of nikes with a jogger and an adidas sport sweater.

Damien. Sup fag.

He clapped my back which kinda burned. I saw Derricks fists twitch.

I mouthed at him.

Me: its fine.

He mouthed back.

Derrick: no its not.

Damien looked over at Derrick.

Damien: woah buddy. You're fit. Football?

Derrick said "yeah" through clenched teeth.

Damien: Im Damien.