If I Could I Would [boyxboy]

Chapter One

I wake up to the sound of something buzzing by my head. As I come to consciousness I realize it's my phone. I forgot my number one rule, to always check the caller ID. So just as I pick up the phone a very familiar voice come booming through!

"WAKE UP LAZY ASS," it says. It's Vienna. Oh, Vienna my dear loud, crazy, morning person Vienna. I swear I love her to death but at this moment I really doubt it. I mumble a "yeah" and slink out of bed.

I can already tell it's gonna be one of those days.

I strip off my boxers and head to the bathroom. I gotta pee but my morning wood is preventing me from doing that comfortably. I turn on the water and let it run to heat up, the noise of it alone make me want to retreat back to my bed. I get into the shower and the moment the warm water hits my body it feels like the gates of heaven have opened. I let the water cascade against my body. It's running down my broad shoulders, to my abs, over my v-cuts and finally reaching my morning wood. I would've taken care of it if wasn't for the fact that I could be late for school again.

Sadly, I jump out and get changed into dark black straight leg jeans, a dark blue crew neck sweater, and my vans. My hair is still wet so it looks black, but it's actually just chocolate brown. Since I'm usually too lazy to do anything to it I just shake it out, run a hand threw it and head to the kitchen! A cup of day starting coffee is waiting for me and so is my mother. She always knew how to make the best coffee at the perfect time. So I take the mug, kiss my mom a thank you, take my keys and bag and walk out the door. The late bus is out there and I just catch it. Since I am the only one in my school who lives in this area I am the only on the bus most of the time. The fact that I caught it means I'm not going to be late, so I can relax now. The bus ride is long and quite so I put in my head phones and just listen to some pierce the veil.

I finally arrive at school and to my liking this caramel skinned beauty is leaning against my locker, books in hand ready to go. I walk up to her put my hand against the pale blue locker and look down at her but only slightly (she's only a bit shorter than me). I move my body closer to her inch by inch and say "morning lovely," she looks up and only laughs shaking her head. "Watch out sexy boy, we might repeat the past," she says in a playful voice that makes us start dying with laughter. She moves so I can open my locker and get my books.

We walk down the halls and pass all these familiar faces like we did the week before. It's Monday so the world is in this very hazy state. But as I came back to reality, I heard Vienna saying "oh, it was so much fun! We watched a movie and then on Sunday me and Brandon, not Mark, Brandon went to the mall and actually talked it was so amazing g I thought I was going to die!" "Hold on which one is mark again?" I ask, "The one who tried to feel my boob at the movies, remember?" "Oh" I say sounding more interested than I actually was. I tell her to continue and she does until I reach bio. We have to part ways so she makes it as dramatic as possible and goes to English. I walk in just as the bell goes and take my seat beside my boy Matt.

We sit there talking about the weekend and how he got his new board Sunday. He says "we should go to the skate park today and test it out!" I nod to agree and Mr. Taylors walks in and says "you might not after you see your mark." Mr. Taylor was one of the coolest teachers. People said he was hard and they hated him but I really liked him! The only thing is that you need to study! If you don't you're guaranteed a bellow fifty percent, fifty if you're lucky. Matt looks at him in horror and ask " really, that bad?!? But I studied!" Mr. Taylors only gives a pitiful joking frown and starts to hand out the test.

We get ours back and mine is an 87 and Matt's a 72. He's over the moon and already texting his mom the good news. Mr. Taylor was a joker so he was laughing at how happy Matt was, but I think he was kind of happy for him too.

Mr. Taylor opens his laptop ready to start his lesson when someone knocks on the door. Mr. Taylor looks a bit irritated because he hates late people but once he sees who is there he relaxes and waves for them to come in.

This guy, about 6'3, walks into our classroom. He had on a white slightly fitted T-shirt, blue jeans and an army jacket on top. The real reason I even noticed what he was wearing was for that fact that he was wearing these really sick vans that I had seen in America this one time. He had dirty blonde hair that he ran his hands threw a couple of times as he stood in front of the class. He was pretty buff but just enough to see, not like the rock or something. He handed in a paper, letting the rest of the class see his super sick neon blue Neff bag. I don't know why but for some reason I was mesmerized by him. Matt tapped me taking me out of my trance "did I you finish all the homework from last night?" he asked. I nodded and slide it to him. Mr. Taylor, after talking to the mystery man for a while, cleared his throat and began introducing our new student.

"Class, we have a new student in our midst. He's moved here all the way from New York City. Go ahead introduce yourself." Mr. Taylors sat back at his desk with his feet up gesturing that the new kid should say something. So he did. "Hi, Im Austin Chambers."

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