What's Happening to Me (boy x boy)

What's Happening to Me (boy x boy) Ch.4

Sam's POV

I ran down stairs as fast as I could and stood by the door opening it every small sound I heard outside. I could feel my body practically shaking from excitement and nervousness. I was having my best friend Dylan spend the night. He has been my friend since I was three years old. I haven't seen him all summer and we have to start school in two days. It was a Saturday night, my parents were gone bowling and wouldn't be back until about two in the morning and lucky for me they let me have a friend over!

I heard footsteps outside and opened the door as fast as I could, scaring a girl walking so bad she screamed and took off running. I blushed a bit in embarrassment and started to close the door again when a foot stopped it from closing.

"What are you trying to do, shut the door in my face" A familiar voice said. I looked up and saw Dylan standing in the doorway with a smirk on him face.

"OH MY GOD, DYLAN!!" I yelled in excitement and hugged him.

I heard him laugh and say, "I guess you missed me"

"Yeah a whole lot!" I shouted again.

"calm down there Sammy, no need to shout" he said patting my head.

Sammy...ppfftt what a stupid pet-name. It's almost as bad as my real name, Samuel.. Blah. I hated my name. It sound really old fashion, for a boy that is. With girls it sounded fine. Maybe my parents wanted a girl so they names me Sam. Maybe I had a great, great, great grandpa named Samuel. I wonder if I am actually adopted and I am a vampire who got his memory erased so that's why I have such an old fashion name! Maybe I have fire breath and lazar vision...wait that's not a vampire...

(Dear Readers, You may think I am off topic but I am purposely doing this because this is Sam's point of view and since he is annoying and random his chapters might get a bit random and annoying. But please don't skip, it is still good.)

"Hay Dylan, am I a vampire" I asked him innocently.

"what? Where did that come from?" he asked me sounding a bit concerned.

"I don't know it just came into my mind"

"Remind me if I ever get the chance to read some ones mind not to pick yours. My brain will probably melt." he said holding his head and sticking is tongue out. I laughed out load at the face he made and he mimicked.

I walked down stairs to my basement after a short conversation. Dylan followed behind me.

"I love your basement" I heard him say, " I wish my basement had all of this stuff."

"Yeah, it is pretty nice isn't it" I replied.

My basement has a huge television with a couch in front of it, a mini kitchen, video games, old arcade games, two computers, a bedroom, and toys!

I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. "Wanna watch a movie?" I asked Dylan as he sat down next to me. "I got a whole bunch of scary ones"

"Don't you almost piss yourself while watching scary movies?"

"...so what?"

"Fine, if you want to watch them you can...I'm not going to like that you will be scared though..."

I jumped up and went upstairs to get a bag of scary movies I rented. I picked out the scariest one I could find and put it in the CD player.

Sound blasted at full volume around the whole room. Both Dylan and I both had to plug out ears while I attempted to turn the volume down. Once it was at a decent volume I plopped back on the couch next to Dylan.