Otto Rocket. Stubborn. Cocky. Irresponsible. Daredevil. Careless. Almost heartless....yet such a HEARTTHROB.
These were all things that Sam was able to call Otto as he watched him, Twister and Reggie skate in their usual turf. Sam wasn't a good skater, so he didn't join them. He would have rather have watched his buddies skate than him make a fool out of himself. Better to look like a wuss than a fool.
Sam didn't know why he found Otto Rocket so attractive. He normally found girls to be cute, but Otto was the first guy that he's ever drooled over. The ONLY guy he's ever drooled over. What was it about Otto Rocket that Sam found so....so fascinating?
He even had dreams that....well....if anybody ever found out about them, he'd be the laughing stock around town. Not to mention Ray wouldn't let him speak to Otto ever again. Tito would probably tell him of some Ancient Hawaiian story about some local villager, who found other men to be attractive, being drowned in the ocean or something. "That would be my stinkin' luck....."
That was exactly like Lady Luck to make him attracted to the biggest jerk he had ever met. Why did these things always happen to him? Why couldn't he just be normal like everybody else? WHY?
"Otto isn't even that cute.....he looks like he's a mini dope smoker."
Once the gang was done skating, they were chattering about something that Sam, well, just didn't find quite interesting at the moment. He was WAY too preoccupied with staring at Otto's sweaty body. He hoped to God that the bulge in his shorts wasn't visible. Too bad for him, Otto noticed, but decided not to acknowledge it.
Once the gang made it to the shack, Ray and Tito both happily greeted Twister and Sam, but shot hateful glances at Otto and Reggie. "How come didn't you two do your homework before skating?" The siblings looked at each other in total confusion. "HOMEWORK?!"
Noticing this, Twister and Sam decided to split and head on home. But before Sam could make it out of the shaded area of the shack, Otto called him. "Hey, Squid!". Sam, blushing nervously, turned around and answered with, "Yeah?".
If he had seen correctly, Otto had puckered his lips in a sort of air kiss and motioned his hand like a telephone. "Call me" were the words he mutely mouthed out. "C'mon, Otto, get inside and do your homework!" Sam almost turned around seeing that Ray was getting on Otto hard about the homework, but was stalled whenever he noticed Otto winking at him.
The pink couldn't stop flooding his cheeks....even though he knew that Otto was more than likely just being an asshole like he always was. That was the thing about Otto Rocket; positively the biggest douchebag in the land that was totally easy to hate his guts, but you just wanted to be his friend (or lover...depending on you're standards; which Sam's must've been pretty low) so you could help him not make as big of an ass of himself. "But somebody as big of a fucktard as Otto is wouldn't have the slightest clue as to what love or compassion could possibly be, so why even bother with such a lost cause?"
Why even bother........why even bother.......these were words set on repeat in the intellect's head as he walked home from the Shady Shack.
Why even bother........why even bother........why even bother........why even bother............................................
Yes, I'm going to update this at some point, but only problem is that I'm not as avid of an updater as I used to be (I still some stories that I have yet to finish...) But still, how do you like this? Hopefully it isn't too bad for my first RP fic. :)