Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)

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A lot of people couldn't understand me. Matter of fact, no one really
understood me. Seriously, I had asked around and actually found out about
this. People said that the first word to describe me was "Mystery". The
funny thing about this was how hypocritical they were being. People go
around hiding secrets, playing games and lying all their life but have the
nerve to call someone like me mysterious. I say Fuck 'em. They were all
trashy haters anyway.

So here I was, staring across from Tommy. So this was the new "foster
family" of types. I couldn't help but smile. That happened a lot when I got
surprised. Whether a bad surprise or a good one, I always ended up smiling.
Lets just say I was really surprised

"T-Boy?" I said, staring at him.

There was a silence. He stared back at me. He had the strangest face
that I had ever seen. It was like the face a little boy would have if he
grew up and met his long lost father who had abandoned him and his mother.
Complicated? Well, that was exactly how T-boy's expression was.

"You guys know each other?" Sampson asked, stepping between the two of
us, breaking the long gaze and giving me a charming one of his own.

I stared past Sampson and looked at the confused look of Tommy, before
I said, "I well, uh "

That was when Ms. Nicole walked in. She had the most extremely
pleasured look on her face. Though I could have kept on talking, I decided
to stop. This was a good enough excuse to stop talking. Ms. Nicole's smiles
were corny and crazily wide. What did she have to be so happy about all the
time? I wondered if she would be happy, knowing that her son liked to kiss
other boys

"Dinner's ready, Syn, you come over here with me."

Before I could give a smile or a nice little "ok", she was pulling me
off. I was beginning to hate this woman with a passion. She seemed so
goddam fake! I wondered where the 'Ken' doll was to complete this fucking
set.

Ms. Nicole sat me at the round table at a chair that faced the door.
Most dinner tables that I had been to were rectangular. This was a little
different, but I could care less. What interested me was the food
Ms. Nicole had set down. It looked horrible completely horrible! I looked
at the plate. Carrots, peas, string beans were surrounding the smallest
piece of fish I had ever seen. The meal looked like we had just walked off
the set of "Hotel Rwanda". I was immediately taken back. I looked at
Sampson and then at T-boy. No wonder they stayed in shape. I looked even
harder at T-Boy. I wanted meat in more then one way.

I watched as Sampson sat. He sat on my left and Ms. Nicole on my
right. T-boy sat across from me. He hadn't given me any eye contact. He
hadn't acknowledged me at all. I felt confused. Was he really going to
ignore me this entire time?

"So Syn, you met Sampson," Ms. Nicole stated and then put a hand on
T-Boy, "This here is my other son, Tommy. He's the older of the two. Just a
year apart.

She smiled in a sort of a way. T-Boy didn't look up from his plate. He
didn't do anything. He just sat there and continued eating as though I
wasn't there at all. I couldn't believe how childish he was being.

"Nice to meet you," I said, looking across the table.

I didn't know what to say. Normally I would have been as quiet as
T-Boy giving our uncomfortable predicament. However, as I looked at his
complete look of nervousness, I got more comfortable. It gave me strength
to see him so afraid. T-Boy looked only seconds away from having a freaking
mental attack. I mean his hands were shaking and everything.

"Yo, Tommy, you ok man?" Sampson asked.

It was nice to know my mind wasn't just making it up. Sampson noticed
it too. T-Boy was completely freaking out. I spread a smile wide across my
face. It was actually funny in a weird ass way.