ethereal fantasies || benjey

2.

Jorge's POV
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I grinned to myself as I watched Benji try to scoot his desk over to pick up the note, and instead fell.

Fucking Dumbass.

He slid right out of his seat with a loud thud causing me to burst out laughing. The whole class paused and the teacher scowled. Benji quickly grabbed the note and sat up. "I-I'm sorry"  He stuttered and stuck the note in his pocket.

"Detention, after school, both of you." The teacher stated grimly then resumed class. Did this bitchboy really just get me a detention on the first day? Wow.

I turned around to look at Benji and mouth, "way to go benjamin." He just shook his head and wasn't paying attention to me. I turned around and caught Syd's eyes who looked disappointed. I rolled my eyes then let my thoughts drift back to Benji.

This was his going to be his first detention ever huh?
Nah probably not. He'd get out somehow.

I snorted as the bell rang and I grabbed my newly wrote detention slip and waited near the door for Syd. I overheard the teacher speak to Benji. Then I heard him let Benji off the hook. Without Benji even asking.
Not surprised.

I frowned and ushered Syd to hurry. I grabbed his hand impatiently and caught Benji's eye as I did so, he looked almost upset.

Did he like Syd back? I'd commit death if he did. I love Syd, but he deserves better. I stuck my tongue out, and Benji quickly glanced away as we left.

"What was that?" Syd raised an eyebrow and I shook my head.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"I can't believe you got a detention on your first day of school dumbass." Syd laughed and I pushed him playfully and dropped his hand.

"Ugh, whatever- I'll see you at lunch loser"  I waved goodbye and Syd blew a kiss that I jokingly swatted away. I hated to admit it but school almost made me anxious without Syd by my side, we have been best friends since birth and I got way to emotionally attached to him when I was younger.

I went to my locker and emptied my bag and grabbed my phone before heading to the library for my study hall. I sat in the back at a small table while the librarian went over the rules and expectations. I had her for a study hall the previous year, but shes also my aunt.

When she caught my eye while talking she smiled, and I smiled back.
Benji was sitting in the front row with a few of his friends, listening politely while my aunt talked.

My mind wandered to the dreams I had been having of him again. I don't know why, but recently I would fall asleep and then start dreaming about Benjamin Krol.

Now don't get me wrong.
I hate Benji, and his stupid laugh, perfect hair, perfect teeth, skin, family, and life. He was good at everything and it just pissed me off, yet still.
I kept dreaming about him.

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Silk against skin, soft and gentle

Hands tangled in my hair

Soft noises. Moans.

His voice raspy and deep, "Jorge.."

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I stopped thinking about it and returned to reality.
But if that didn't make it obvious,
I was having sex dreams about him.
Or, occasionally they were sex dreams. When they weren't sex dreams they were usually just dreams about him and I sitting in a field together, full of flowers.

I've never been afraid to be proud about my sexuality, I was gay as hell and most everyone knew. But I didn't have feelings for Benji, this shit didn't make sense.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when a bag was dropped loudly into the seat next to mine.

I fully expected some random kid, so I scooted over, but instead it was..Noen?

"Hey Jorgie, what's hanging?"
Noen questioned. I looked at him skeptically. Noen and I used to have a thing, many years ago. We fell through after I dumped him, and he became friend with Benji instead. Why he was sitting next to me was beyond me.

"Don't call me that Noen, and nothing? Can't you see I'm trying to enjoy the blissful silence." I sighed and then looked over to the table where Noen just came from, they were all silent and starting at us.
What was Noen trying to pull?

"Alright well I'll be out of your hair soon then, but I was wondering..if I could have a kiss?"

I choked on air and sputtered for a few seconds trying to regain a normal breathing pattern. My aunt glanced at us and raised an eye brow as to ask if I was alright, I waved her off.

"You're high Eubanks, go kiss Benji or something."

"Trust me I've tired. He's stuck on someone though, doesn't want anyone else. But please? It was a dare."

I flinched as Noen tried moving closer to me.
"No, now go away before I kick your face in with my platform boots." I gave Noen a small shove which earned a laugh from the other table as he walked away in defeat.

These boys are something else.
I hate being homosexual.

The rest of the period I had to deal with loud noises and occasional insults being directed at me from the other table. Benji's friends were assholes, and he wondered why I'd never befriend him. Funny.

I focused on drawing and listening to music while the minutes ticked by.

I DONT REALLY LIKE MYSELF
WITHOUT YOU EVERY SONG I SING IS
STILL ABOUT YOU

I flinched again as a piece of paper landed in front of me. I was prepared to go yell at someone, when I opened it up and realized it was the note from earlier.

I glanced at Benji them the note.

"You're sort of rude you know that? <3"

The note reply made me want to laugh.
I dug around in my backpack and brought out a lighter. My aunt had left the room for a second. And I felt ballsy.

I lit the piece of paper on fire feeling the small of it start to burn and flames lick my fingers. I was making eye contact with Benji the whole time, and he was in shock.

The bell rang and I stood up with the burning piece of paper as it crumpled, and walked near Noen, his metal water bottle open, I dropped the paper in. Then half-looked at Benji.

"Yeah, maybe a little bit." I said as a reply with a wink, then left the library.

Rude and Psychotic were the only things I had going for me.
Better work them then.