All I Want Is You Baby (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 7 Take Me Anywhere

It was almost a goal. But the goalkeeper defended it and caught it between his hands. Kate had never seen him before. He was a redhead with streaks of deep brown in his hair. His shirt was drenched in sweat and his abs showed off through his wet shirt. He smiled as he held the football, "We won!"
"OH SHIT I WON!" Kate shrieked and Brandon glared at the redhead. He flinched as the other guys raised him in the air. The girls booed.

"Harry," Brandon pulled Harrison Louverne towards him.
'How dare he touch Harrison!' Kate thought. Evidently, he didn't know they were best friends.

"Who is that?" Brandon asked.
"I heard about a transfer student from Canada. He's mixed, maybe that's him."
"I see," Brandon gave him a glance and smirked, "A transfer student, huh? Then, let's welcome him properly," 
"Brandon, we're doing that again?"
"Hell yeah!"

Brandon looked at Kate and smiled. "You remember what you need to do, right? I hope you won't turn away from your word," Kate said.
"Of course," He walked towards Anna and sat on his knees. Everyone stared at him. Anna was surprised, "Anna, I'm sorry for dumping you."

Kate seemed happy. He got his sister's sweet revenge, "I just couldn't help it, but I feel that I'm more attracted to your twin brother." Kate was surprised. What the hell was this ass saying? Everyone gasped and looked at Kate, "He's hotter than you and I want to bang him. He's made me gay and I just want—"

"NO NO HE'S JOKING! IT WAS A BET WE MADE IN TRUTH AND DARE!" Kate saved his ass, "Brandon you can stop now,"
"Are you sure? You asked me to do it,"
"YES! THIS IS ENOUGH!" 

Kate had dug his own grave but managed to somehow slip out smoothly. The girls was relieved that wasn't gay. Kate realised that Brandon was dangerous because this guy didn't care if the whole school knew that he is bisexual!

Meanwhile, the new transfer student from Canada walked towards the changing room with other guys. Brandon ran towards him and wrapped his left bicep around his neck, "You've got that vibe, bro," He said.

"Oh, hello," He seemed shy.
"What's your name?" Brandon asked. Harrison walked beside him. Brandon was at it again—He was picking up on new students. He had this weird attraction towards Canadians since always, especially French Canadians.

"Jaden Smith," He told his name.
"That Jaden Smith—"
"No, we just got the same name, that's all," He smiled.
Brandon smiled back, "Where are you from in Canada?"
"I am from Ontario,"
"So," Brandon stretched his words, "You're French?" He asked.
"Oh, no. I don't speak French."

'Oh no,' Harrison took a step back. Jaden felt a dark aura from Brandon. Brandon grabbed Jaden's collar and glared at him, "You're from fucking Ontario and you don't speak French, you dog!"
"Eh—I—" Jaden was confused.
"I'm gonna fuck your throat with glass shards such that you never speak again! Forget French but any language!"

"I'm sorry—I'll learn French if you want me to—" Jaden cried. He was terrified.
Brandon looked at him, "Nah, you come with me," He took him to the terrace by his collar with Harry running behind him.

"Harry," Brandon turned towards him, "Where's your tape recorder?"
"Oh, I have it in my pocket," Harry took out a small tape recorder? "You're doing that shit again?"

Jaden looked at a burnt hoodie fallen on the floor, 'Someone... Died here?'
He was trembling. He quietly sat down on the floor and looked at Brandon.

"I promised MJ that I'll beat him in a rap battle so I'm just preparing myself," Brandon turned towards Jaden.
"But—How can I help you with that?" Jaden asked.
"I am motivated when I have an audience,"
"But it's just me,"
"A Canadian. That's all I need,"