Cody Rames isn't gay!

chapter 2

(Lucas shown at top* made that in an app)

I pet Toby's head, and then glanced at my clock.

"Shit!" I said, jumping out of bed. It was 7:47 am. I'd be late if I didn't get ready that second.

I ran to my closet and threw it open. Baby blue, black, red, green.... What do I wear?

I settled on a baby blue shirt with a Superman symbol, and a pair of black skinny jeans.

I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could and grabbed a pop tart and bottled tea.

My mom ran into the kitchen sleepily. "you ready? I just woke up...."

I looked at her and nodded. "no work today?" I asked, taking note on the fact she wasn't dressed in anything more than a t-shirt and shorts.

"not until 2:00 pm, you'll be lonely for a bit today sweetie." She said, grabbing the keys.

We rushed out the door, and into the car. She started the ignition and then spoke. "I can't wait until you turn 17 and can drive yourself."

I chuckled and said "that won't be for two whole years, but I'm growing as fast as I possibly can, if that helps?"

She looked at me fondly for a bit, and then back to the road. "yeah.... I suppose you are growing pretty fast."

I made a sad face and then smiled at her. "Okay.... I'll slow down."

She smiled at me and chuckled. "oh don't worry, no matter how old you are you'll always be my little prince."

I grinned at the usage of her old nickname. Her little prince. I couldn't ever imagine moving out.

We pulled up to the school and I stepped out of the car. "love you, bye" I said, shutting the door behind me.

I made it just as the early bell rang. I ran into my first hour class and slipped into my seat just in the nik of time.

"Mr. Rames." The teacher, Mr. Santoz, said.

"yessir." I hated being called by my last name, but Mr. Santoz was the exception.

He was a tall black haired 22 year old man. Mildly muscular, and the color caramel from head to toe. He had serious looking eyes that could either scare or reassure you with a single blink.

"Good timing." He said with a smirk, making me bite my lip nervously.

I smiled goofily. "Ha, yeah. I suppose."

We exchanged a simple smile and then looked away.

"Why do I do that?" I thought, blushing. Every time I saw that guy I automatically felt so hot, and out of breath.

I looked down at my shoes, and then up at the board, and then to the door.

Lucas and Timothy walked in together, 2 minutes late. They took their usual seats, to the left and right of me, and then gave Mr. Santoz a dirty look.

Mr. Santoz returned it. His serious gaze barely changed, but you could simply feel the hatred. He pulled out two pink slips and scribbled their names on them. He walked to our table and handed them to my left and right, and then looked in the center...... at me.

"You think they'd be a good kid like you, right?" he said.

I smiled at him and said "Well I can't rub off on everyone, can I, sir?"

He smiled and then returned to his desk.

Lucas looked at me boredly. "Heyyyyyyy Cody... what's up dude."