Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2006 18:52:28 -0800 (PST) From: Tjade Goley Subject: Class Disruption; Part 2-Enjoying my stay in heaven The characters in this story are based upon characters from my real life. I however do not claim to know the sexuality of any of these characters, nor do I claim that any of these events ever happened; this story is simply a presentation of fiction. The material used in this story includes sexual acts between two or more males. If this theme offends you in any way or is illegal where you live, please turn back now. Hi, my name is Tjade (pronounced like jade), and this is a story about what I WISH my experiences of US History was like. I hope you enjoy it, and I am open to all kinds of criticism sent to my email tjadedrummer@sbcglobal.net. Thank you. Class Disruption Part 2- Enjoying my stay in heaven It was 8:30 in the morning when I finally woke up. Lance and I decided that I would come back to school today at around 9:00 a.m. I definitely only had about thirty minutes to get ready and get there. Great! I always look AMAZING when I'm RUSHED to get ready... My mom was on the couch watching television when I flew down stairs after a cold shower and change of clothes, "MOM! Why didn't you wake me up earlier? You knew I had to be at school at 9 o'clock!" Without taking her eyes off the television, "Oh, I'm sorry Hun. You looked so peaceful," was her excuse. I slipped into the kitchen and grabbed a Go-Tart: chocolate. They're perfect. They satisfy your hunger for a little while and are portable enough to eat in the car! I took a glance at the stove's clock: 8:51. Okay, I was doing fine. I hopped into my car and drove, ignoring the fact that I was almost out of gas AGAIN. The whole way there, I kept checking in the mirror to make sure my hair wasn't a complete failure, which I don't think it was. I reached the school in record time, but this time, I parked in the general student parking right next to his door. Now maybe I'd have a chance to make it to his room before 9 o'clock. "Hey Tjade! There you are. I'm glad you could make it," Lance said hearing me arrive at his door. "Of course," I said with a smile, hoping that he wasn't being sarcastic. I glanced at his clock on the wall; I wasn't late. "So today I think we're just gonna prepare some copies of worksheets for next year," he said shuffling papers around on his desk, "Brace yourself bud; we've got a lot to do today," "How long are we staying today?" I asked. "Probably until about three," he said finally looking at me for the first time today. He stopped shuffling his papers and just looked me up and down again. He smiled and said, "It's great that I have you here to help me," I blushed. The rest of the day was so boring. My only relief from that extremely tedious work was him. He was so sweet to me; making sure I didn't get hurt using the printer. At one point, I was typing in a command on the printer completely wrong, so he came up behind me- his head just above my shoulder- and entered the code correctly. All I could do was smile and look at him as he smiled at me too. He was also a very funny guy. Every time he came back into the copier room, he would crack a joke that would wake me up from the coma induced by the grueling task. At about 2 o'clock, Lance came into the copier room again, "Hey Tjade. You're doing great in here. How `bout we just stop now and go out to eat again? I'm absolutely famished," Just as he said this, my stomach growled, "And I can see you are too!" he laughed. I laughed too. "Are you paying again?" I asked. I kind of felt bad that he was going to keep spending money on me. "Of course!" he said. "Okay. If you say so," I said raising my eyebrows. "Don't you want to? I thought we had a great time last night," "No, it's not that. I just feel bad that you keep spending money on me," I said with an apologetic look on my face. He took a step towards me, "Well, I'll find a way for you to repay me," he was looking down at my hands. I watched his eyes trail up my body until they found my eyes. I suddenly had the urge to pull him toward me and kiss him. No. What was I thinking? This was my teacher! I turned around and began sorting out the papers I was working with before. "What's the matter, Tjade?" he asked as he put a hand on my shoulder. I put the papers down and turned around again and looked up into his eyes. "I just feel a little weird that's all," I said, not looking away from his eyes. "Well, maybe if you eat something, you'll feel better," he said with a big grin on his face. He grabbed my hands and started to pull me towards the door. I smiled again. "Where do you want to go?" I asked him. "Hmm. I was thinking TGI Friday's?" "Oh my gosh! I love that place!" I said with a new light in my eyes. We went in his big black truck again. I had to comment on the condition of it. It looked absolutely stunning inside and out, "Your truck looks great Lance. Is it new?" He laughed, "No, but thanks. I take pride in my baby," he said while petting the dashboard. The rest of the trip there was occupied with simple small talk. I enjoyed being with him so much, and he knew that. I kept my left arm rested on the console. At one point, he brought up his right arm to where it just pushed up against mine. After that, every time he wanted to make a point in our discussions, he would bring his pinky finger over and rest it on top of mine. Every time he did this, I would smile and look over at him. I was enjoying him so much. When we arrived at Friday's it was just the tail end of the lunch crowd so there were a lot of tables opening up. We were seated immediately. Our waitron was a tall, dark, and handsome stock American jock. He was absolutely gorgeous, "So what can I get you guys to drink today?" he said smiling at Lance, not taking his eyes off of him who was returning the stare of interest as well. I found myself quickly overwhelmed with a wave of jealousy and took action. "I'll have a coke with no ice," I said, looking straight at Lance. Both men looked back at me. "And I'll have a Heineken," Lance said, returning his gaze to the hunk. The waitron smiled and bowed away from our table walking back to the kitchen. I watched Lance's gaze follow his ass as he walked away from us. When he looked back at me, I was not smiling, "Sorry," he said with a very apologetic puppy face. Of course I couldn't be mad at him. He was too amazingly cute. Then I suddenly realized that it wasn't even my place to feel jealous. It wasn't like we were dating. "So anyway, are we done for today over at school?" "Yup. I was bored anyway," he looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back. "I don't want to go out with you every day though. You're gonna go broke," I said only half jokingly. He laughed, "I know! You eat like a pig!" he said in jest. I gasped and slapped his arm playfully. After a small pause of just smiles, he pushed his legs forward until they found mine again like we had done the night before. Later we got our food and proceeded to keep talking and getting to know each other. He told me about his past and how he made it to Texas. I learned all about his family; how his mom was diagnosed with breast cancer about ten years ago, and how he was so close to his sister. He told me that his father died when he was 19 in a terrible fishing accident in the Gulf of Mexico. We talked about my plans for the future; I hoped I didn't scare him with my passion for Marine Biology. I told him about how my dream job was to work for the John G. Shedd Aquarium in Chicago, Illinois to train their Pacific White-Sided Dolphins. We talked about me going off to college, and he gave me pointers on how to survive my freshman year. For the rest of our meal, he made sure not to look at our waitron for too long. But finally we were finished and headed out the door. We got back into the truck and started to head back towards the school, or so I thought, "Hey, would you like to come over to my house for a little while? I have a surprise for you," he said with the most honest, excited, hopeful smile possible. I looked over at him, and as a smile began to creep across my face I giggled, "You know I can't say no to you!" And he beamed in satisfaction. His house wasn't far, and we arrived shortly. I was nervous about coming inside, but I finally went in after him. I was instantly impressed. His entire house was dressed with an exceptionally genuine Native American theme. I felt very comfortable, "Let me give you the grand tour," he said, obviously very proud of his house. He showed me his living room, making sure I noticed the family portrait of the Brandts. He showed me his gigantic kitchen, and the ornate downstairs bathroom, "Now come upstairs with me, I want to give you something," he said, suddenly excited. He took my hand and gently pulled me upstairs. As he walked, he faced forward, but every once in a while, he'd turn around to look at me with the cutest smile ever. When we got to the top of the stairs he let my hand free, but he turned around to face me and started walking backwards towards the door farthest to the right. The hallway was flooded with golden sunlight flowing from a window on the other side of the room. He opened up the door that I assumed to be to his bedroom. He pulled me in the room and closed the door again. It was colder than in the hallway, and the whole room was drenched in a deep red tint. His bed was covered with an extremely inviting white down comforter topped with about a thousand white pillows accented with rose red laces and ribbons along with a few rose red pillows. The rest of the room was decorated the same way- including the curtains, which were the deep red color. I assumed that the light from the windows shining in through the curtains was what made the tint of the room. I felt the carpet under my feet; it seemed to be softer than the carpet in the hall or downstairs. "Sit on the bed. I have to pull it out of a box in the closet. It'll only take a minute," he said pointing to the beautiful bed. I walked over and sat down on the edge. It was sooooooooo soft! He walked over to another door in the room that opened into a long closet and turned on the light. He walked down to the very end and pulled a drawer out of a huge oak dresser. Pulling out a small white box, he closed the drawer and came back to the bedroom to sit next to me on the bed, "Here, after what you told me at the restaurant today, I decided you might take better care of this than I have. After all, it's been in this box ever since it was given to me," he said as he extended the box towards me. I looked at him, not sure of what to think. He nodded, urging me to open the box. I gasped when I opened it. The box held a tiny, magnificently carved orca whale made out of wood on a braded leather cord. It was absolutely stunning. The details carved into it were breathtaking, and it was so lifelike. "When I was a kid, I had a best friend named Drake. He gave that to me. I think his dad made it," he whispered as he took it out of the box. He fastened the necklace behind my head. I looked down at my chest where my new gift rested. I was speechless. I reached over to him and hugged him tightly. It was shocking how close we had become after just two days, yet somehow we had just gotten so much closer. As I began to pull out of the hug, he stopped me half way. As we stood there completely still, staring into each other's eyes, my heart raced. He pulled me back toward him, and locked me into a deep kiss. We stood there not moving, our lips connected for several seconds. Finally after he pulled out, he looked at me with widened eyes and said, "I'm sorry," "Don't be. I-I liked it," I said, my teeth chattering with excitement. I quickly pulled him toward me and kissed him again. After about two seconds I felt his tongue trying to break into my mouth- of course I let him in! But I couldn't do so without laughing lightly! He pulled out of the kiss, starting to laugh, "What's so funny?" he said with a smile. "I'm sorry," I said still laughing, "I'm just so excited," "Why are you so excited," he looked at me with shifty eyes and a playful smile. "Because I like you a lot, Lance," I said. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me again. I wrapped both arms around his neck as he placed on hand on my lower back, and pushed towards himself. This caused me to arch forward, and he lowered me back on to the bed. We were soon both lying down, still kissing as he pulled us both towards the head of the bed. Sooner or later we fell asleep, him spooning me. I woke up about 7:00 p.m., however I wasn't about to move. I was way too comfortable in his big muscular arms which completely engulfed me. He was so warm. I laid there for about fifteen minutes just listening to the rhythm of his breathing. I was definitely enjoying my stay in heaven. Finally he woke up at about 7:30, "I think I've found the way you're going to repay me," he said with a playful, groggy voice. Eventually, he took me back to the school for my car. I was dazed the rest of the night despite the fact that I had the first day of school tomorrow of my senior year. NEXT EPISODE: Tjade starts school as more problems arise! Send me feedback! tjadedrummer@sbcglobal.net