What Are the Chances?

Um What

Chris and Pj decided that their "date" would be at the Smithsonian museum. The school let all four boys leave since they were going on an "educational field trip". After walking around for a while, Chris shyly grabbed Pj's hand and stopped in front of a Saber Tooth Tiger display. Dan and Phil watched as Pj blushed like he had a sunburn.

"It's really cool that Pj finally grew a pair and asked out Chris," Dan said. "We so called it!" Phil smiled and laughed. Wait.

"Um... what?" Phil said. "Pj said Chris asked him out."

Dan raised his eyebrows. "Well, this is awkward."

Phil nodded yeah and looked at the other pair of boys, who were laughing as a child climbed onto the tiger's leg.

Suddenly Dan started laughing. "What?" Phil asked.

Dan shook his head and wiped his eyes. "They're trying to set us up! I knew from the start when Chris was giving me bullshit about the phone. Oh my god, that boy is going to kill me!"

Phil once again looked over at Pj and Chris right as they started laughing at something evidently hilarious.

A few minutes of silence passed.

Dan laughed really loud, and as soon as Chris and Pj looked over, he grabbed Phil's head and kissed him right on the lips. Dan leaned back slowly, still gazing at Phil's lips. Phil had no thoughts, other than he must've suddenly gotten a fever. Dan kissed him again, only this time gently, caressing Phil's face as he pulled away once more. He then laughed, looked up at the gaping Chris, and said "Gotcha."

Phil's stomach dropped as Dan said that. He was getting back at Chris. The kiss wasn't real. Not real.

It repeated as a mantra as Phil stood and ran to the bathroom, fighting off tears. Not real. Not real. Not real. Not real.

Phil was very lost. He curled up behind a television screen playing a video about Native American cliff dwellings and cried.

Pj eventually found him, and they headed back to the hotel without a word to Chris or Dan.