Moving Forward

Chapter 3: Chris Norway

It was the next day and I couldn't even sit still in class. My legs were bouncing and I couldn't stop myself from smiling. My teammate Johnny was even looking at me like I was going crazy.

"Hey dude," Johnny whispered, "Calm down it's only math."

I smiled leaning over to whisper back, "Math is not what I'm concentrating on right now. I have somewhat of a dick appointment tonight."

"What!" Johnny yelled excited, forgetting that we were in the middle of class. The whole class turned towards us looking as if we were on drugs. The teacher looked at us with a furrowed brow and asked," What is going on?"

"Nothing Mr. Turner," I answered, "We just saw some writing in the text book that wasn't really appropriate."

"That doesn't mean disrupt my class. Next time keep it down."

I just nodded as everyone reverted their attention back to the board. Mr. Turner was a young teacher but he was really strict especially towards me. Johnny leaned in again looking at the board and said, "You finally have another ass to bang. I'm so proud."

I laughed as I pretended to take down notes. Johnny always was the one I would tell my hoe adventures to. Since he was the only other gay person on the team, him and I grew close. Well not as close as me and Darrius but I could talk to him about the men I was sleeping with in detail without the groans of disgust.

"Is it with Caleb's brother?" He asked shocking me. My eyes widened as I asked," How do you know?"

"I've never heard you talk about a guy more than you talk about him. It makes me jealous."

I laughed and said, "I don't talk about him that much."

"Your exact words are he is so fine that I want to eat his vanilla ass," Johnny said trying to contain his laughter. I playfully hit him laughing. Then he turned his head to me and stared at what I was wearing.

"Off the subject, your clothes are so fucking crazy bro," he stated, "Where you get them from?"

I looked down at the outfit I was wearing. It was a simple loose fitting black t-shirt with a grey bomber jacket and blue jeans. Nothing special about it but according to the many compliments it was everything and more.

"Oh, I got the shoes from somewhere, but I made the clothes," I said. Johnny's green eyes opened wide with shock.

"I swear you and this designing clothes thing are a match made in heaven," he said touching my jacket, "I don't think my own grandma can stitch this good."

I rolled my eyes just as the bell ringed to go to lunch. This meant that Darrius and Caleb were going to be outside of D's locker sucking face. My theory was proven correct just as Johnny and I left class going towards his locker. Darrius was against the locker with his hands-on Caleb's side just as Caleb had his arms around him locking lips. I could see them smile into their kisses just really enjoying each other.

"They never quit do they," Johnny asked laughing. I shook my head just as Marcus approached them, thumping Darrius on the forehead. Caleb laughed as Darrius tried to thump him back but failing.

"Okay break it up," I yelled from down the hall, "Are y'all ready for lunch?"

"Yea," Marcus said smiling before quickly frowning. I knew who was approaching as Marcus walked away.

"Hey guys," I heard Evan's soft baritone voice before he appeared from behind Johnny looking as if a truck had ran straight through his life. He had been having it pretty rough, seeing as how Gabrielle was making his life a living hell. She has been going around saying she was going to make him pay for what he did and that now she has something to hold over his head forever. I hated girls like that especially since Evan really didn't deserve it.