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Chapter 27 - Ike

This is how Ike and Hotshot met.
Third Person POV

"Morning Mike!" Ike exclaims, as he sits down at the table, next to his brother. Mike waves at him, not wanting to say anything since his mouth was full of food.

Mike swallows his food before speaking.
"Morning Ike. Excited for school?"

Ike shrugs, pushing his food around on the plate.
"Eh. I'm glad we get to see our friends, especially since Race is back to school, but there's this one boy who keeps flirting with me."

"I bet you flirt back" Mike responds, and Ike smirks, remembering the look on the boy's face when Ike flirted back. He was so red.

"You flirt with JoJo" Ike points out, and Mike shakes his head.

"Barely. JoJo's new to relationships, he was raised by Nuns, remember? He's scared that by dating a boy, he's sinning, even if he likes it when I flirt or kiss him" Mike mumbles, taking another bite of his food.

"Romeo was also raised by Nuns, and look how he turned out" Ike points out, as the two boys burst into laughter.

"I'm on the phone with him. He says that's rude!" Boots shouts to them. They roll their eyes.

"Have I mentioned how much I love that you can listen in on my conversations?" Ike calls back, sarcastically.

"I'm rolling my eyes!" Boots shouts to them. Mike laughs.

"Good for you!" Ike shouts back. Mike continues laughing for a minute, Ike eventually joining.

"Anyway, Romeo was only raised by them for 5 years. JoJo was raised by them for 12" Mike points out, and Ike nods.

"Boys! Smalls, Sniper! You gotta go to the bus now or you're gonna be late!" Kloppman shouts to them from downstairs.

"I love how he calls Sniper and Smalls, but there are too many boys for him to call every single one of our names, and there are so many less people here now" Mike states, laughing. Ike laughs with him.

"He's gonna start calling our names if we don't hurry up" Ike points out, and Mike nods, continuing to eat.

At school

Ike departs from his friends, and heads to find his locker. He sees Spot, with Ace, Smokes, and a few other boys, that are probably Brooklynites, that he didn't know.

"Morning Spot. Where's Racer? I was sure he was gonna stick with you all day" Ike states, looking around for Race.

"Morning Ike, or Mike, whichever one you are" Spot greets, as Ike laughs.

"I'm Ike. I wear black, Mike wears brown, unless we pull a switch. Good luck if we do" Ike interrupts, causing the boys to laugh. Spot smirks.

"Okay, well, Race is gonna be with me when we have classes, but for now he's with Jack, then Al, then Specs, cause he shares classes with them" Spot informs Ike, who nods.

"Okay, have fun-" He stops when he turns around, and bumps into someone. "It's you."

"Now I know your name" The boy states, smirking. Ike rolls his eyes.

"You could've just asked" Ike points out, sounding like it's obvious.

"I did, and you said 'I don't give my name out easily. If you really want to know, you'll have to figure it out yourself'" The boy reminds Ike, who smirks, remembering that.

"Well good job, now I'm gonna go" Ike tells them, winking at the boy, and slipping through the group, walking away.

"Tell us everything" Smokes pleads, and Hotshot nods, laughing.

Later
After school

"Stupid teacher making me stay behind to work on something. Now Mike's probably worried" Ike mumbles to himself, as he angrily grips his books in his arms.

He walks down the hallway, heading to his locker, that was across the school from where he was. He groans in annoyance.

Ike suddenly feels someone push him. He dropped his books and stuff, and felt himself being pushed against a locker.

He forced his eyes open, only to find the boy from earlier.

"Morning Ike" The boy greets. This boy is gonna kill me with that smirk.

"Actually, it's the afternoon, doll" Ike responds, smirking. The boy's smirk grows bigger, if that was even possible at this point.

"A feisty one eh?" The boy asks, as Ike scoffs.

"Just means I don't mess around when dating. I'm not like Romeo who flirts with every single person ever." Ike responds, then he lowers his voice. "Well, that was before he met Specs. Now he only likes flirting with Specs. They're pretty cute together anyway." The boy chuckles at Ike, who gets snapped out of his little rant, and back into reality.

"You're cute, my name's Hotshot" The boy, Hotshot, tells Ike, who smirks.

"I can't see why." He responds, obviously being sarcastic. Hotshot laughs. He has a cute laugh- "Anyway, do you need something? Cause my twin is probably already pretty worried."

"Just a kiss" Hotshot answers. Ike freezes, blushing like crazy.

"I, I- wha?" Ike starts, before he's shut up by Hotshot kissing him.

When Hotshot pulls away, he's still smirking. Ike touches his lips, as he stares at Hotshot, eyes widened, and his face crimson red.

"See you around cutie" Hotshot winks one last time, before walking down the halls.

As he disappears from sight, Ike notices that he dropped something. A note.

He looks up, trying to find Hotshot, but he was gone.

He picks up the note, and opens it.

Dear Ike,

Call me sometime. 000-000-0000.

XX - Hotshot

He blushes a deep shade of red, as he huffs. He puffs his cheeks out, as he tries to stop blushing. He fails.

"I swear, this boy is gonna be the death of me." Ike mumbles to himself as he picks his stuff up. "He might be a little cute though. Just a little."

Ike reads the note again, turning redder than before.
"Okay, so he's a lot cute."

"Am I crushing one someone?"

"No. Right?"

"Maybe..."

"Okay fine, he's cute."

A few minutes later

"I am now texting Race to ask Spot if he's Gay."

"Why would he flirt with me if he wasn't? And he kissed me!"

"He could be teaming up with Oscar and Morris to make fun of me."

"Nah, they don't go that far."

"He's Gay! Yes!"

"What if he doesn't like me?"

"Who wouldn't like me?"

"Well, I can name a good amount of people."

"I probably sound crazy."

"Nah. I definitely sound crazy."

"He's cute. End of story."

"Oh fudge! I forgot about Mike!"

Ike rubs down the hallway to his locker as Hotshot comes out of the classroom he had been listening to Ike in.

"He's pretty cute" Hotshot chuckles to himself, as he walks the opposite way that Ike did.

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