Hello Everyone,
I know it has been a little while. I have a little writer's block going on. Of course it came when I was working on F&L so I worked with a few friends and we edited a few chapters of Jack and Toby. This Chapter was never supposed to exist, I actually was writing all seven (now eight) chapters of Jack and Toby at the same time and came to a dead-end. Wondering why Jack started cheating if he "TECHNICALLY" loved Toby in the beginning.
Chapter two will be out within a week (or so depending on when it gets published by Lit) I'm just running through it one or two more times. As I had wrote in my profile no one will ever say something is completely edited perfectly, I'm writing this for free, I can't pay anyone to edit for me. So between two friends (I call my semi-editors) and a third reader (another friend) I hope that we catch most of the mistakes.
As always all comments and emails are welcomed, I am learning to "BREATHE". My Ducky is still not here to help me float some days. But with the help of others I'm bobbing in the shallows.
Thanks,
Kat
kmillerk1
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**Jack**
When I walked into drama class on the first day, I literally already hated this school. Everyone was so mean to me, I really didn't help things much I was an absolute bitch back. Walking into class, late of course, because I couldn't find my way around the high school to save my life. All the football players started whistling and hooting at me, one of their many methods of making fun of me. Except for one, he looked down almost immediately. I found out a few classes later who he was, the captain of the football team Toby Smith.
The last class of the day, was choir. I walked in with Casey, a girl who had befriended me at lunch. Toby was already getting in trouble for fooling around with his friends. Football players I heard all take easy classes so they can stay on the team.
Toby was a senior, where I was technically classified as a junior, but if I completed summer school I could graduate. That's what I get for playing around too much with a few too many guys and why I transferred to this school.
For the first week of classes Toby wouldn't even look at me, but I knew it was him who made the guys stop teasing me. I don't know how I always know but I knew he was hiding the fact that he liked guys. He just fit the type of tough guy that liked guys. I'd made friends with a few girls, guys wouldn't come anywhere near me. So I asked what Toby's story was, did he date?
They told me he was dating a girl named Jessica but they'd broken up at the end of his junior year. That rumor had it, Toby never wanted to do anything with Jessica. I asked what did they mean and they told me he never wanted to make out with her. She hated it, having one of the hottest guys in school and he wouldn't touch her. I just smiled after that, bingo I knew I was right.
I was cast in the fall musical as Perchik in Fiddler on the Roof, so I couldn't pay too much attention to Toby, but God did I watch him. I did get to see him play in a few of his games, but I really don't like sports. He is a very cute sight to see, blonde hair and blue eyes.
It was in November when, Mr. Reed asked if I wouldn't mind helping a fellow student out studying and learning lines so he could pass the verbal portion of the tests. I didn't know when I said yes that it was going to be Toby. I thought he was doing fine in the class, but I guess he wasn't if he needed help.
So when Mr. Reed stopped Toby after class to talk to him and asked if I would stay, I was amazed when he partnered us up. Toby smiled and introduced himself to me, he was very polite. After I introduced myself and we set up a time to start meeting after school, his buddies busted back in the room and he was gone.
I met with him a few days after school and on Friday since football was over. I asked if he was doing anything with his friends. When he said no that they all were out with their girlfriends, I smiled. Toby looked at me and it's when I decided to make my move and was hoping that I wasn't wrong, because I could get my ass kicked.
"Toby, do you trust me?" I looked him in the eyes, I'm a lot shorter than him but when someone is over six feet tall and a muscle God, he would look tall to anyone.
"I don't know you well enough to trust you." Logical even at seventeen.
"Okay, then I'm just asking you to trust me then, come with me please." I stood and he was reluctant to stand, so I took his hand and pulled him to the closet which was in the drama room. It held a ton of props and other things, it was fairly large. I pulled him inside, I turned the light on and there was a step stool so it was just perfect to step on and be at the right height as Toby.
"Jack, what are...?" I didn't let him finish his question, I pulled him to me and kissed him. There was no hesitation in him, he started kissing me back right away and he pulled me close to him. I could feel that he was hard, and that made me happy because I did like Toby. When we stopped kissing, I knew he was in a flight mode.
"Toby, it's okay." I pulled him back out of the closet. "Sit down for a few more minutes, please."
"I really should get going." I just nodded, I wasn't going to keep him there, and he fled from the room.
I collected my things and went to my locker to get my bag and the rest of my books for the weekend. I headed out to catch a bus home, hoping I wouldn't have to wait long. I was standing at the bus stop for almost ten minutes when Toby pulled up and rolled his window down.
"Would you like a ride?" I'd figured he was already gone, because by time I had collected my things and been at the bus stop it was close to a half an hour.
"You don't have to." I responded.
"Jack, get in." I smiled and opened the door. "Come on, I don't bite." I just laughed at him. He just drove around for a bit then he finally asked where I lived. I think he was trying to get up the nerve to ask me something else and finally he did. "How did you know?"
"How did I know, what?" I knew what he wanted, but I was playing dumb, I wanted him to say it.
"How did you know I... ahh... I'm gay?"
"I was hoping that I didn't get it wrong." I smiled at him when he looked over at me. "I asked about you and I was told that you weren't very sexual with your last girlfriend." He didn't say anything so I went on. "I like you Toby, you're cute when you try not to look at me in class."
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Nothing, why?"
That was the first of many nights that I spent at his house, well I didn't spend that night. We walked in and Mrs. Smith, just happened to walk out of the living room to head to the kitchen and was surprised to see Toby with someone.
She greeted me and told us to come into the kitchen that there was food on the stove to eat up. She was trying not to stare at me, but I know she was. I know sometimes I can be a sight to people. I do like to stand out.
Being the skinny kid that can't gain a pound if his life depended on it, also being five-seven, doesn't help much. Semi tall and skinny, oh and I was blessed with brownish red hair. I hated my hair, so the first time I ever did anything to it, I bleached it platinum blonde after that I went reds. So when I walked into Toby's parents' house for the first time, I had it fairly bright red with a few black streaks.
Mr. Smith came into the kitchen looking for Mrs. Smith. He saw Toby first, went to say something and stumbled with his words as soon as he saw me. "Dad, this is Jack. He's helping me with Drama class. I told you that I asked Mr. Reed for help and he partnered me with Jack."
"Oh, it's nice to meet you Jack. Welcome to our home." I thanked him and both he and Mrs. Smith left the room.