It was just the usual last day of the first week in school...
Keith Miller is the most amazing person you could ever meet at West Lincoln Heights High School. He was obviously the hottest guy in school, he had gorgeous hazel eyes, with dirty blonde hair... To top all that he is a Junior, who is once again: student body president, captain of varsity everything, and a straight A teachers pet! Oh, and who could forget he is such a sweetheart and a hopeless romantic!
Since it is Friday this teens do not even hesitate about throwing the sickest, raging party to kick of this school year. As always this back to school rave is hosted by the one and only Dylan Mckain, who isn't just Keith's right hand but is also the richest fellow in town.
So right before the party, just like always, Keith and Dylan give Clare (there best girl friend) a call so she could go too. Around 8, people started to show up and this party got sick! Keith was never a huge party goer, but after he horrible break up he just had with Shay Duran, the head cheerleader at WLHHS, he loosened up a little and had a drink... or two.
By midnight Keith was drunk as hell, well he even drank a whole keg by himself, and the party was basically over, which was odd because with a top notch DJ how could it not be raging. Since Keith was so drunk he had to find a ride home, coincidentally he bumped into Carter the head editor of the school newspaper. "Keith you ok bro?" "Carter, is that you dude?" - Keith vomits- "Ok. So you are not fine, need a ride?" "Oh! Please, yes!" "No worries. C'mon jump in the car!"
Keith got in the car and they drove toward the Lincoln Valley, where Keith lives.
"Dude I think I might be dying back here", "Hold on we're almost there"
"Ahh, it feels like it has been forever!"
"Keith we are like 2 minutes away!"
"Oh, I didn't mean it like that, more like it has been forever as in we aren't hanging out anymore dude!!!"
"Ah, that makes sense. But you do know you haven't spoken to me since our Jr. Prom!"
"What...but...wh..I'd never..."
Carter interrupts; "You say you wouldn't but you did...Anyway what's done is done. Lets change the topic!"
"No! We will not change the subject, why you so mad?"
"Man you are drunk as hell let's have this conversation another time or not at all! And we're here..."
"Thanks for the ride"
"Yeah yeah"
Carter drives of as fast as he could and Keith entered his house with wonder and curious of what had happened on their Jr. Prom.
Carter arrives at his house which was ridiculously close to Keith's, but he had never noticed. He got out of his car, opened the front door cautiously, and he scrammed up stairs to his room. He sat on his bed and he started to imagine why in the world Keith would've forgotten that night!
Inside of Carter's head:
Why...how? How could he forget that night?
Carters sister walks in interrupting the thinking:
"Hey"
"Miks, hey what's up?"
"Nothing, was just checking up. I heard you stumble while coming up the stairs!"
"Oh but I'm ok"
"So...What are you doing?"
"Thinking..."
"Ooh. What about?!"
"Nothing."
"Oh tell me!"
"No! It's non of your business Mikayla!"
"Ok fine I'll leave!"
"Bye!"
"Good night bro"
"Yeah,yeah..."
Mikayla shuts the door and leaves and Carter lays on his bed and tries to sleep, NOT think!
It was Saturday morning and Carter was up and running even though he wasn't the sporty type of guy but he kept fit and every Saturday morning he went for a run. So he got up grabbed his phone and his earbuds and started running around the neighborhood. He past by Keith's house a couple of times you could say it was a mere coincidence. A little while after Carter started trotting around Keith was up with a hangover that summed up like three regular hangovers. He started to work out to se if the exercise could help seize his aching body, and he saw Carter during his run,and flashed outside to try to catch up with him.
"Hey. Hey man wait up!"
"I'm not talking to you Keith! Go away!"
"I kinda can't since we are moving in the same direction"
"Ugh! You know what I mean!
"But I just need you to tell me why were you so mad yesterday when you dropped me off?"
" Dude the thing is that... never mind!"
"What!?"
"How could you not remember!?"
"What?"
"What happened the night of our Jr.Prom"
"Carter, to be honest hat night was kind of a blur for me!"
"Don't lie because freshman year you kissed up to a teacher just so we didn't have to do a project together!"
They stop at a secret gazebo that got lost inside the forest that has grown in heir neighborhood.
"Man, Cart I'm really sorry!"
"Are you really gonna make me tell you what happened? It's something that might be easier if shown but I can't I swore to my self I would never do it again!"
"Then please tell me!"
"No..."
"Then and there are no excuses now but you need to show me what happened!"
"Fine"
And so he did. Carter began to come closer to Keith. Keith felt a little weird but he didn't stop it. He gently felt Carter's hands as they began to slide along his neck and his back. Carter slowly pulled Keith towards him and in a second they where chest to chest.
"You grabbed me like this" says Carter " and then when our heads touched you gazed into my eyes and then..."
Carter slowly begins to lean in to kiss Keith. And soon enough their lips where touching and it let to the perfect kiss. Kyle pulled back for a second and Carter, scared to death with what he had done, felt like he had just committed a crime that he kind of liked. Not even giving him time to breathe Keith grabbed his hand and gently pulled Carter towards himself and kissed him back. This time they were so into it that the kind of couldn't stop and ended up in the little bench that was behind them as they explored one another.
A while had been, and these two took a breath.
"That was..."
"Weird. Unexpected. Good?"
"All of the above! Keith..."
"Mjm"
"We are friends right?"
"Yeah..."
"But, like JUST friends?"
"Well I'm not...gay! And neither are you!"
"Well, yeah definitely!
"This was a.."
"A lapse of judgement???"
"Yeah. We could go with that! Anyway I have to get going but we should definitely hang out more. Here, that's my number. Text me and we can hang out!"
"Ok, bye"
Well these gentlemen went their separate ways, Keith went to pick up his sister up from a sleepover and Carter called up Jane and Austin (his besties).
Carter, a bit anxious, couldn't stay put and just as he was getting the hang of himself he heard a car park right outside his house, followed by a short silence and then a never ending argument that were Jane and Austin.
"Why in the hell would I wear a G-string Austin! Oh and if I did wear one why would I tell you!
"Because I'm me Janie you would tell me anything...eventually!"
Carter opens the door and says:
"Welcome back Montague, Capulet."
"Ohh! Hello there Mr. McHottie Klein!"
"And I know its you Janie, When I'm being compared to our, according to you, hot literature teacher Mr. Klein!" -Carter answered back.
"Oh come on dude he is... Doable!"
"Ok guys enough chatting there is something I have to tell you, I have been keeping it a secret...for a while!
"What, are you finally going to tell me and Austin that you're gay..."
"Wait, how, do you..."
"Oh and Janie, don't forget the crush that's bigger that the Milky Way he has on Keith Miller!
"How do you guys know?"
"Dude Janie and I are your best friends... we could tell you were gay since the 5th grade Talent Show! You know.... The ballet with very very tight tights!
"Ok. Ok I got the point, but about the crush on Keith, um... it might be more than a crush!
"What" say Austin and Janie.
"Well, remeber Dylan's party las night? Kieth was so hammered he was sitting on the side walk and i was leaving and he was almost like dead so i gave him a ride home! So this morning i taking my usual run and ran by his house and he kind of joined me. But after a while we stopped at the gazebo and he asked me to show him what happenned on Jr. Prom."
"What happened on Jr. Prom?" Said Janie.
"Don't you remember? Asked Austin.
"No"
"Well, after the dance was over Keith pulled me away from everyone for a second and I asked him what was going on. He said he needed 2 favors from me, one to close my eyes and two, to never ever speak of this again
