Levitate (An Andy Leo x Dave Escamilla story)

Levitate - IV

I found Hayden, along with a decent amount of people standing with him, quickly.

"Hi." I mumbled quietly, standing to his side with my head down. His smile widened as he registered who I was, throwing his arm out while yelling 'Hey!' for nearly everyone to hear.

"Hey! Everyone! Yes, that means you, Brandon," He began, stepping up on to a ledge and pointing to a boy with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes who I assumed was Brandon.

"This is our new friend- Uh... New friend..." He stated dumbly, looking to me for an answer while snapping his fingers.

"Andrew." I whispered, adjusting the strap on my shoulder.

"Andrew!" He called out, clapping his hands together.

"This is our new friend Andrew. Now, treat him nicely and don't scare him away. Got it? I'm looking at you, other Brandon." He winked, pointing to who I was assuming the other Brandon, a guy who looked far too old to be in high school, his beard, fully grown, and circular sunglasses looking up to Hayden.

"He's new and young, so that means keep your disgusting vile sex lives away from him. He doesn't need to know the dirty truth about you horrendous creatures. STD infested, disgusting, no good, cottage cheese vagina," He began to blabber on until someone threw a foil ball at him, earning an uproar of laughter from everyone in the group and stopping the disgusting descriptions that came from him.

"As I was saying," He added, inhaling deeply.

"Treat him nicely. Good? Good. Okay." He finished by stepping off of the ledge, feet hitting the ground with a thud.

"Alright, Andrew, anything we should know?" He asked, pointing a brow and pulling his backpack to the front of his body. He pulled out a black wallet and a bottle of Gatorade, his back pack full of various snacks and nothing else. He handed me the Gatorade and I popped the cap off of it, tilting my head back and waterfalling it into my mouth before looking back to him and shaking my head.

"No." I answered, smacking my lips together as my mouth began to water from the sudden tartness of the blue liquid. He eyed me closely, humming slightly while analyzing what he saw before grabbing into his bag again, handing me what looked like a sandwich wrapped in a paper towel.

"I'll show you around then?" He asked with a small devilish grin. I nodded slowly, slightly stepping towards him before he began leading the way.

"This is Brandon." He smiled, gesturing to the guy who he originally called out in the crowd, his long brown hair stopping just above his shoulders.

"Sup, man? Brandon Hoover." He smiled, extending his hand for me to shake. As I reached for it, he brought his hand up to my chin, swiping under it before returning his hand to his side. A howl of laughter escaped his lips and he shook his head, sweeping the hair from his eyes.

"I'm just fucking with you. You seem cool. Like I said, I'm Brandon. We have practically the same haircut. That's how you'll remember me." He laughed, adjusting his weight slightly before Hayden pushed me away from him.

"This is Brandon number two." He smiled, gesturing to the person who I thought was the second Brandon. He was an older guy, brown hair that was cut much shorter than Brandon Hoover's and a beard that was full yet not long.

"What's up, man?" He asked, exposing his perfectly straight teeth. I nodded and smiled, not knowing what to say to him. He dressed like an old school hippy, a black bandana tied around his short curly brown hair, flip flops, and cut off shorts that came to just about his knee.

"Aren't you cold, stupid?" Hayden spat, hitting Brandon's tie dye shirt. Brandon rolled his eyes and scoffed in response, turning away from us before beginning to talk to the two girls behind him. Hayden had introduced me to five people before a familiar face joined the crowd of people.