Dancing With Angels BoyxBoy(Rough Draft)

Dancing With Angels Chapter 1

***Jason's POV***

I tried to listen to Cassie as she told me all the latest gossip going through the halls of our school, to say I wasn't really interested was an understatement. Though I guess it was partly my own fault I had come out to her a few months ago when she had tried to kiss me. We had known each other since we were in the third grade; she had thought it was the next step in our relationship at that point. She had been shocked; it wasn't like I fit the stereo type that a lot of people assumed came with the territory. Though for some strange reason she thought that suddenly I had become more feminine which I hadn't I was just gay. Still I had been so grateful that she had accepted me without a second thought, she hadn't even gotten mad at me or anything, maybe a little embarrassed but she hadn't shown it then.

"Are you even listening to me?" I focused for a moment and looked into her eyes, she looked concerned which was a look I saw on her face far too often here lately.

"Yes, well partly, I just have a lot on my mind Cass, I'm sorry." She shook her head and took my hands in her own, slowly she smiled but I could still see the concern in her eyes.

"You know you're not alone in this, and that I will always stand beside you no matter what you have to face in the future. I know I can't physically protect you, not that you need me too, but I'm here Jase, please don't ever feel like you're alone." I knew that she meant every single word, and I smiled to try and comfort her in some way, to reassure her that I wasn't going to take my own life. Even though she meant the world to me I kept her in the dark about almost everything, I couldn't let her in; I couldn't let anyone in.

"I'm not going to kill myself Cass; you're the only person in the world that knows I'm gay, and I don't plan on telling anyone else so please don't worry about me getting bullied about it. Besides I could kick everyone's asses here; I'm not afraid of them I just don't see the point of being out, and it's not like anyone would suddenly be interested in me if I were." While I thought that would calm her down, it only seemed to sadden her which I didn't really understand in all honesty.

"Don't you want to, well you know be with someone, don't you ever get lonely?" I had tried my best to never lie to her; if she asked something that I didn't want to answer I just wouldn't  reply.

"Sometimes I do." I stood as the bell rang that signaled lunch was over, I knew she wanted to know more but I didn't want to talk about it. She couldn't understand, she saw me through rose colored glasses, she actually thought I was beautiful.

"This conversation isn't over Jase; we're going to talk later, just so you know you're not off the hook or saved by the bell." I rolled my eyes and walked away, I had to get to the gym which was on the other side of the campus. Almost everyone stayed out of my way as I walked through the halls, I had a bit of a reputation in school, it wasn't that positive but it made everyone think twice about fighting me or even approaching me for that matter.

"Mr. Riker I need to have a word with you." I stopped and turned to face Ms. Kenny, I had no idea what she wanted but this was definitely going to make me late for my next class.

"I don't have time for this Ms. Kenny, can it wait until tomorrow you're going to make me late?" She shook her head, and opened her door a little wider; I sighed and entered her class room which was empty at the moment.

"I wanted to talk to you about your poetry assignment, the one you turned in today, it's very dark and morbid, and honestly it worries me." I controlled my features to hide my surprise, I hadn't really thought she would give it much thought just check the grammar and lining and then be done with it.

"You said to write a poem based on our lives, how they've gone so far and where we think we'll end up, I don't like to lie to people Ms. Kenny so I just wrote what you asked me too. " I could tell she was worried about me, which was strange in the first place; I really didn't have a death wish, if anything it was the opposite.