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I realized yesterday in my haste to announce to the everyone that I had forgotten to give you a glimpse into what lies in store for you when you read it! I was literally standing at work, heating my lunch, and I was like *facepalm*! How could I forget to give you a taste of the story like that? Was that a noob thing to do or what? I think anyone watching me at work was like, what is she doing? LOL. So if you read on for a small teaser of You Belong With Me. And don't forget to head over to my earlier post yesterday to enter to win a FREE copy of this sweet, angsty novella, CLICK HERE!!!--------------------------------------------------------------
SCOTT
RUNNING
HIS hand through his hair, mussing up the short strands, Scott sighed
in frustration for his friend. Craig and Derek were going at it again.
Scott watched them arguing from across the schoolyard and wondered what
had set them off this time. Craig threw up his arms several times in
aggravation as Derek rolled his eyes at Craig and Scott could only pick
up a word or two as they shouted at each other. Something about Derek
not answering Craig’s texts hit Scott’s ears and Scott wanted to be the
one rolling his eyes. Just the night before Craig had been complaining
to Scott about Derek ignoring him. Scott shook his head, unable to
comprehend why Craig even put up with someone like Derek after all the
things Derek put him through.
Craig
and Scott had been best friends for thirteen years. They always had
each other’s back and felt one another’s joy and sorrow, and right now
Scott ached inside with how unhappy Craig had been lately. They’d been
going through this same routine for two years. The most recent argument
was over the fact Derek was never around and had been avoiding Craig.
Before that there was Derek’s drug use, and before that the fact Derek
had disappeared for an entire month without telling Craig where he was
going.
Scott’s
distress over his friend’s situation wasn’t entirely selfless. Oh no.
It wasn’t that simple. How he wished it were nothing more than friendly
concern. The gods had decided to make his life a joke. It wasn’t that
Scott was straight; if only it were that simple as well. Of course Scott
was gay, but the fact of the matter was Scott was in love with Craig,
and had been for a very long time. Only Craig never saw him as anything
but a buddy, a friend, a shoulder to lean on when Derek hurt him time
and again. Maybe Scott was born under the wrong star, or maybe it was
just the way his life was meant to be.
He’d
never told Craig how he felt, but he had told someone else: his own
twin sister, Karen. She was always telling him he should confess to
Craig, that maybe Craig felt the same way but was too scared of hurting
their friendship by saying anything. Scott always told her there was no
way in hell he would ruin their lifelong friendship over something like
this. At least this way he was in Craig’s life, even if it did feel like
a fresh scar was added to his heart every day.
Scott
and Craig had met because of their parents. Their fathers worked for
the same company, and Scott’s mother invited Craig over for Scott’s
fifth birthday party. That was the day the two of them became
inseparable. Where one went the other followed. They knew each other
inside and out. Scott knew Craig hated bananas and Craig knew Scott was
allergic to corn syrup. He knew Craig was secretly afraid of spiders
like he was of the dark. Their taste in music was similar and both of
them loved to dance. There was nothing they didn’t share together. They
had come out to their parents together, supporting one another, and had
each other’s backs when the bullying and hazing at school started. Scott
remembered the day he’d finally admitted his feelings for Craig went
beyond friendship.
He’d
been on his way to class, hall pass in hand after attending an early
morning meeting at the school newspaper, only to suddenly find himself
shoved up against a locker. The captain of the football team, a big
teenager named Devon, had him pinned to it, calling him a faggot and
threatening to beat the queer out of him. Just as Devon pulled his fist
back to start waling on him, Craig had grabbed Devon’s wrist from behind
and, despite their size difference, challenged Devon. Scott could
barely contain his relief and joy at seeing his friend. Craig had been
late to school that morning by chance, having overslept. Their shouting
brought several teachers and students out into the hallway, effectively
halting anything further. The only one Scott had eyes for was Craig.
He’d effectively been hooked from that day forward. Despite Craig’s
obliviousness.
Craig
broke Scott’s heart the day he lost his virginity. He called Scott up
the same night and told him every last excruciatingly painful detail.
That was the day he knew Craig was never going to love him like he
wanted. But try telling that to his heart.
Scott
was startled from his thoughts when Craig slammed his book bag onto the
ground next to him. “Damn him! Why does he keep doing this shit to me?”
Because you let him, Scott thought miserably. “What happened?”
Craig
slumped against the cement wall next to Scott with his elbows on his
knees and ran his hands through his hair in frustration. He was so close
Scott could sense his body heat, and it sent a shaft of longing through
him to think what it would be like to feel that heat flush with his,
tangled in a mess of limbs as they made love to each other. “Bastard
says he just needed some space. I don’t know why he sticks around if he
doesn’t want to be in a relationship.”
“I don’t know why you put up with him,” Scott said quietly.
“Because he can be a great boyfriend. He just has his moments when he forgets,” Craig replied bitterly.
Scott
knew it wasn’t because Derek was a great guy. Derek only used Craig
when he wanted something. Craig didn’t seem to realize how beautiful he
was and how he could have anyone he wanted. Standing at a towering six
foot two, Craig had a lean and toned physique with the most amazing
aquamarine eyes and silky black-as-pitch hair. There was a tiny beauty
mark just above the corner of his mouth. When he smiled it was so
gorgeous it literally stole Scott’s breath away. The signature
wire-and-black-leather necklace Craig wore made him stand out even more.
It made his strong neckline seem somehow more graceful.
He
was the exact opposite of Scott. Scott stood at a mere five foot ten,
with a lanky body and dirty-blond hair he kept closely shaved. His hazel
eyes were the only redeeming feature in the babyish face he saw every
time he looked in the mirror. He couldn’t even grow a mustache that
didn’t look like peach fuzz. His mother always told him his father was
the same when he was his age, and now his father had a full-grown beard.
That wasn’t something he wanted, though. He just wanted a simple goatee
and mustache. The only jewelry he wore was a sterling silver hoop in
his left ear, and he only got that because Craig mentioned he’d look hot
with an earring.
“Maybe he just isn’t ready for one,” Scott said after a long pause.
The
bell rang before Craig could respond, and they both stood up to gather
their books. “I’ll see ya at lunch, Scott,” Craig said with a careless
wave.
They
had very few classes together, so the only time they saw each other
during the day was in the mornings, lunch, and chemistry. They were lab
partners in chemistry. Scott dragged his feet as he trudged to class. As
much as it hurt to be around Craig, he couldn’t imagine him not being
in his life. He didn’t know how he would survive the day Craig revealed
he was in love for the first time.
The
moment Karen saw his face as he walked into calculus, she was up and
heading his way. His sister was the mirror image of him, except her hair
was longer and her features more feminine, and she had a softer,
curvier body. “Another fight,” she guessed without needing to be told.
Scott nodded dejectedly. “Why can’t he see me, Karen?”
She
hugged him tightly but didn’t say anything. Despite what people said
about siblings always being at each other’s throats, Scott and Karen
were the exception. They rarely argued, and if they did, it never lasted
long.
The
teacher walked in a few seconds later, and they went to sit down before
they got in trouble. Karen squeezed his arm before taking her seat.
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Kisses,
~JR~
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