Tasting The Rainbow [boyxboy]

Tasting The Rainbow {13}

                “Adam!” I sighed in annoyance and made my way over to my sister with Kobi. “What do you want Addison?” I asked. We were in school, and I had next period with Zelly. I really didn’t want to go. I can’t believe I was so open with him.

                “I want a hug!” she said cheerfully and flung her arms around me, causing me to stumble back. I rolled my eyes and hugged her back as her best friend, Kelly, giggled. Kelly had a crush on me, and I knew it. But I didn’t give two shits for her. She was attractive, I guess, but not my type by a long shot.

                “Is that all you wanted Addison?” I asked when she released me. She shook her head. “Nah, I just wanted a hug. Dad called me. He said he tried to call you but your phone was off. He wants you to call him.”

                “Well, I don’t want to call him. He’ll just piss me off,” I grumbled as Kobi came to stand next to me. “Ah-dum, you should caw yo dad,” he said with a frown.

                Kobi had a speech impediment, and a bad one at that, but he didn’t have any mental problems or anything. He had always had a speech impediment, but it had intensified when he fell out of a tree and hit his head when we were 10 years old. If anyone made fun of my best friend for the way he talked, I beat the shit out of them. He was self conscious about it.

                The bell exploded and I sighed. “Tell him I’m not calling him, Addi. He knows why. He’s not a dumbass like mom. I have to go to class. Bye Kobi,” I said. “Bye,” he said with a slight wave. “Bye Adam!” Kelly said with a little blush. “Bye Kelly,” I said, meeting her eyes with mine.

                I walked away, ignoring Addi as she began to call my name. My eyes. I liked my eyes. They were ice cold blue, just like my dad’s.

                I sat down next to Zelly and caught him glancing at me out of the corner of my eye. “Can I help you?” I asked coldly. He nodded. “Yea, actually. You could tell me about your parents. I know you’re not going to, but you’ve got me curious now Adam.”

                “Curiosity killed the cat. Then again, I hear the Chinese eat cats.” He pouted. “You told Clapper to stop being racist, and now you’re doing the exact same thing as him. I’m Asian, yes, but I’m not short, my eyes aren’t slanted, my dick’s not small, I don’t eat cats, I suck at math, and my parents have 2 kids!” he whined.

                I found myself softly chuckling. It surprised me so much, I chuckled more. I rarely laughed nowadays. If Zelly was shocked, he was damn good at hiding it.

                “Stop laughing at me!” he whined. “Just because I’m Asian, it doesn’t mean you can laugh at me! What’s your ethnicity?” “German and Italian,” I said. “HA! You’re fat and greasy AND you killed innocent Jews! So take that!” he cried, sticking his tongue out at me.

                I rolled my eyes. “Hitler killed innocent Jews, you fucktard. Him and his Nazi bastards. Not all Germans did, so that’s not a real stereotype. And do I look fat and greasy to you?” “Do I looked short and smart to you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

                “Touché,” I said, shaking my head. “You look stupid.” He pouted. “Hey! My grades are pretty good. Kind of…You racist piece of shit!” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. I smirked and he gave me a curious look. “You didn’t dye your hair to get it that black, did you?” He flipped me off and I laughed a little.

                The teacher passed out labs and trays with dead squids on them. “Hope you’re not squeamish, gay boy,” I said and he smirked and pulled on the gloves the teacher had passed out, letting them snap against his skin. “Let’s cut this bitch open.” I smirked back and pulled on my gloves as Zelly grabbed the scissors and read the instructions before he began to cut the squid open.

                “I’m imaging this squid is you. I’m cutting the fuck out of you for being racist,” he said simply, and I rolled my eyes. I grabbed the scalpel and began to slice the squid open. I flicked a little of the juice on Zelly’s arm and he glared at me.

                “Oh it is so on, Adam Ace,” he said and flicked some of the squid’s fluids at me. I grinned and flicked more at him. We both began to laugh a little, Zelly obviously laughing harder than me.

                “Are you boys working?” Mrs. Costello asked and we both tried to stop laughing as we nodded at her and focused back on the dead squid in front of us. “Adam, this is the size of my penis,” Zelly said and I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Floppy, huh?” “I’m gay, I don’t need to get it up all that often.”

                I laughed again and buried my mouth in my arm to muffle the sound. “Yea Adam! Lick that squid fluid!” Zelly said, laughing at me.

                I was extremely shocked at myself. I despised showing this much emotion, and yet I was letting myself laugh right along with Zelly. Zelly, some gay Asian that I barely even knew. What the hell is getting into you, Adam Ace?