"There you are Jase!" Spoke Jim. He then took a double take as he saw his brother, all grown up. It seemed that he had grown up since Christmas had passed, that was the last time he had seen him. He looked back yet again when he realized that his brother was not alone. He had a friend with him. And he thought that today had been all about him and his brother.
"Hey, Jim. Umm...so this is my friend, Jacob."
"Hello."
"You look familiar. In any chance are you Jacob Muller from the Yale paper?"
"Yes, actually. But I have since resigned from that."
"That's cool still."
"Huh, so I guess we're the three J's?" Jase let out a stiff laugh that was obviously not a natural laugh.
"So I need to warm up soon, do you want me to introduce you to the other guys, Jacob?"
"That'd be great actually."
"They are just through this door." Jim led them down a hall and through a door where the rest of the football team was gathered.
"This is amazing. I never thought I'd see you in real life, let alone up close."
One of the players asked for Jacob's name, and asked why he was here.
"I'm Jacob. And Jase here invited me to this game."
"Well kid, you have to go find your seat. And we have to warm up and have a team talk. I don't think I'll see you after because I doubt you'll stay after for three hours."
"I'll see you soon, though, okay?"
"Okay. Bye."
YOU ARE READING
Coming Out Hotline
Short Story"Call me Story, because I'm your story." "You're definitely going to need a lot of work, and I'm here to be your reporter." "I think I'll enjoy that." "Bye Story." In which two boys 'coming out' call a hotline. Cover made by: @meiflowerr
