Unexpected Love[BoyxBoy]

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                I lazily feel around for the button on my alarm clock that will make that annoying beeping noise go away. I guess it is hat time for me to get up and get ready for school. I don’t want to go because I rather stay in my big, comfy bed. It isn’t that I don’t like school, I just like to sleep. I wonder what will happen today. I don’t know why I am wondering that because today won’t be any different from yesterday. It will have the same classes, the same bland and disgusting food, and the same “poser” people. I call them that because everyone thinks they are something else besides the things that they truly are. In more simple terms, every guy wants to be a gangster, and every girl wants to be the next super model. Now everyone isn’t a poser, there are some guys at school who really are bad news.

                I roll over and look at my clock. It is definitely time to get up and get ready for school. I get out of bed and go straight to my closet to pick something to wear. Now, even though no one holds my interest at that school I still have to look cute. I decide to get out a pair of black skinny jeans, a gray and black striped t-shirt, and my black and gray checker-board Vans.  I get out of my pajamas and grab my towel and wrap it around my waist, and head to the bathroom to take a quick shower. No one is usually home at this time because both of my parents work and leave early, and I am an only child.

                I get to the bathroom and turn on the shower water, so that it can warm up a bit. I decide to look at myself in the mirror while I am waiting for the water to heat up. I do have to admit I am a very cute guy. I don’t want to sound cocky, but I am definitely cute. I can’t help but think about something that I can’t figure out. If I am so cute why don’t I have a boyfriend? I mean I am cute, smart, funny, I like all different types of music, and even though I can be negative at time I am a joy to be around, or so I am told. I stop looking at myself in the mirror and I get in the shower.

                I am done with my shower, so I head back to my room to put my clothes on. I get in my room, get dressed, grab my backpack, and I look at the time. FUCK! I am late. I always spend too much time in the shower and looking at myself. Now, I must run to school even though I know I am going to be late. It is better to be a few minutes late, then to not show up at all. I leave my house and head for school. I decide to run so that I am not too late; usually my first period teacher doesn’t care because I do all the work and maintain a good grade. I slow down and look at my phone and school has already started. Since school started I decided to enter through the back entrance so that I can avoid the office. I run faster and I see the back entrance to school. Right before I run through the gate someone walks in front of me, but I am running so fast that I don’t have time to stop so I smack right into them and fall backwards.

                “What the fuck bro!!”

                “What do you mean what the fuck? You stepped right in front of me.” I said with my irritation rising.

                “Why the fuck was you running, and you could watch here the fuck you are going next time.”

                He gets up, dusts himself off, and turns around. I then notice who this guy was. He is Calvin Johnson. He isn’t a poser. This guy has been to juvenile hall, he skips school, drinks and smokes weed wherever he wants, school included. He is always sporting this “angry” expression. I am not the wimpy type, but I would definitely not want to be on this guy’s bad side.

                “I am sorry. I just didn’t want to be too late for school, so I decided to run.” I changed the mood and tone in my voice.”

                “Next time watch where you are going. It is just school. This is not a place to be in a rush to get into. You must be one of those nerd type wimpy guys who sleep with their textbooks because they love education so much.”

                “That is not the case. I am not a nerd thank you very much and school is important. If you came more often you would know that.” I said with my irritation coming back. After I said my statement I realized what I just said. I always did have a smart mouth. I was never the type to really hold back and sometime it bit me in the ass.

                “Yo who do you think you are talking to?” He said with anger rising in his voice.

                “I am not talking to anyone.” I quickly said.

                “No, I heard you say something.” He said stepping closer to me.

                “No, I didn’t say anything.”

                “That’s what I thought, just another pussy guy trying to get to school so that mommy and daddy won’t spank his pussy ass.” His said almost like he was mocking me. I didn’t like how he spoke to me at all and here comes the smart mouth.

                “You actually don’t know shit about me. I don’t get spankings, and I am not a pussy. I chose to come to school because I wish to do something with my life. This may not be the best place in the world but getting an education isn’t a silly game. I guess you wouldn’t know anything about getting an education now would you.”

                Next thing I know he is suddenly inches away from me face. I can see the anger in his eyes. I am paralyzed and stuck on what to do.

                “Look I don’t allow no one to talk to me like that. I won’t even allow you, Alex, to talk to me like that. I can fucking beat you into the ground do you understand that?!” His said with his temper rising.

                “First, how do you know my name? Secondly, I don’t care who you are I am no pussy. I will stand up to anyone if I have to. I might get my ass kicked, but getting a beating is worth it because at least I stood up for myself.” I said with an unknown confidence.

                “I hate you pussy boy move the fuck out of my way.” He then pushes me out of the way and starts walking through the gym field. I make sure I am all dirt free and I head to class. I wasted so much time talking to him. What the fuck is his problem anyway; he doesn’t know shit about me. I mean why is he calling me a pussy when he doesn’t know shit about me. The better question is why do I care? I mean I am man enough to say he is sort of cute, but his opinion shouldn’t matter to me. Wait did I just call him cute?

                I walk through the building and I am almost to my class when a Tardy Advisor catches me. Fuck! I was so close without getting caught.

                “Alex you are late again. What is your excuse this time?”

                “I umm..well you see…there was this….and then that happened…and then-

                “Save it Alex. You now have a detention. Now hurry and get to class before you miss the whole period.”

                I mumble something under my breath and I make it to class. I walk in and head to the back and begin working. Fuck, I have a detention now. I am not happy about this at all. Luckily the detention teacher doesn’t do much. All you have to do is just sit there and I guess I am happy about that, but I do not like having detention. Secondly my mind keeps going to Calvin and that is not a good thing.