The Future is Ours (boyxboy) [ON HOLD]

Chapter two

Hey chap two not so popular in the first chap I guess but I think as I write more it will get better so comment vote tell ya friends and enjoy.

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Cade's POV

"Mr. Weaver, why are you late?" Mr, who I call, Bitchell asks me in his disgustingly deep voice as soon as I walk in. What the fuck? it's literally 8:02. We start at 8:00!

"Cut me some slack Mr.m. I have a broken heart and a throbbing head ache," I say with dramatic sarcasm in my voice all though it's true.

And when I say it, the form of sarcasm not register to these people because all the girls in class begin screeching asking 'who!' 'who broke your heart?' 'let me heal it for you' and I'm pretty sure I heard a 'I will kill her'. One thing I love about girls is they're so entertaining and predictable. Easy as hell to mess with. I wink at Nicole who is currently wide eyed and staring at me from her seat. she probably thinks it's her. Sorry honey, I'm committed and straight. Nope, don't want non of yo' pussy.

"Mr. Weaver, would you please sit down so that I can start my class? Or would you rather go take a lap with your girl friends?"

"Nah, I'm good here."

I soon regret my words after 5 minutes into class. How can anyone listen to this guy? His voice literally sounds like a broken record. Like have you ever seen the movie Ferris Bueller's day off? Ya know the teacher from the very beginning who is calling out all the kids name and it talking on and on with kids passed out and drooling on their desks? That is literally exactly like this, except his voice is even deeper.

I should've taken the lap.

Next period is Spanish. Trust me, if I could I would've taken like Italian or French or Portuguese or something else but being at this cheap ass school and in Southern Cali, only 30 minutes from the border, it's not gonna have much of a variety. And all of the Spanish teachers are white! Fuck logic!

The one upside to this class, Dalton's in it with me. Not a surprise cuz we are both juniors and the only languages we get to choose from are Spanish and German. Why german? I don't fucking know.

I walk all the way across campus to my next subject, getting stopped like 5 times by different girls asking about his I'm doing and if they could give me a hand on healing my heart. Damn, word gets around quicker than I thought.

When I see Dalton in his usually seat through the window, I decide to cause a scene and embarrass him a little.

I run into the class room before he sees and begin singing in the doorway:

Dime mi amor,

dime mi amor que me amas!

I stride over to Dalton and jump onto the top of his desk, continuing while staring deeply into his eyes and note my fake exaggeration.

Porque tu sabes muy bien,

tu sabes muy bien!

Que te quiero!

Just tell me you love me again!

I sing tone deafly into the ears of the poor bystanders and the so named 'amour'.

All the girls in the class 'awe' and scream. They must be blinded by lust to actually think that was good.All the guys in the class including Dalton laugh their asses off, even Mr. white can't help but cry at my performance.

"Gracias, Gracias, you're all too kind," I take praise like a show pony.

I sit next to Dalton as I always do and listen for Sir white-as-fuck to start. I see Dalton begin to drift off so I place my hand over his on his desk and when he looks at me I bring my lips to his hand and utter, "Mi amour."

"Shut the fuck up, man," he says half serious as he jerks his hand away.

Although, I am joking to him, I'm serious. I love Dalton and I wish he could see how I truly feel about him. I wish he would look in my direction with love and need and not just as my best friend.

I wish.... he needed me like I need him.

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We begin to walk to lunch after his lesson till I'm stopped by a white ass hand, attached to a white ass man. Cute nursery rhyme, huh?

"Cade, may I speak to you?"

"Go ahead man, I'll be at our usual," Dalton assures as he walks off.

"Am I in trouble?" I immediately ask assuming from my actions from earlier.
"Cuz c'mon that was pretty good, right?"

"No, not at all. And yes thy was pretty 'good'." he smirks, "I was just curious about a certain matter."

"That is..?" I urge him to go on.

"Cade, are you gay?" the words themselves shock me. Not that they aren't true but how did he know?

"W-What made you thing that?"

"Well, you're always with Dalton Marino, although you're quite the lady's man, you never seem too interested. All that aside, I see the way you look at Dalton. The look in your eyes is the same I had for my wife when we were just kids. The exact same look that she never noticed either until I finally got up the balls to tell her much later."

I'm not so much as speechless more just kind of at a loss for words. I'm not sure what to say.

"I won't tell anyone," his words catch me by surprise, "I can also tell you don't want many to know, or even Dalton for that matter, so I will keep it a secret, but I do suggest you tell him your feelings before it is too late. Because I had waited too long, I lost my wife for 4 years until I was able to find her again. Don't make the same mistake, son."

"Gracias, señor White."

Those are the words I needed, that push. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but soon.

Soon I will tell the man I love, Dalton Marino, that I love him.