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I stand in the hall by my locker deciding whether or not I should approach
the circle of jocks crowded around Sonny's locker which happened to be a
few lockers down from mine.
I'm leaning more towards the decision of waiting outside and am about to
head in the other direction when Sonny catches my gaze. My breath hitches
and I'm rooted to the floor.
He rolls his eyes in irritation and nods for me to come.
Should I go? I think it would be best if I were to just wait outside. I
rather do that than be surrounded by a group of guys who can snap my neck
in an instant.
I shake my head and hitch my thumb over my shoulder showing I was going to go in the other direction.
He visibly sighs and bid his goodbyes before walking over to me his friends
staring after him in confusion. All their eyes lock on me at once and they
simultaneously glare. It's like they rehearsed it!
I quickly swivel in the other direction to make my way out of the building
as fast as I can.
I know Sonny said the guys were going to back off but I couldn't take his
word for it. If anything it seemed like they were more proned to hurt me
now than before. I mentally groan. What have I gotten myself into?
Sonny matches my pace quietly as we stalk across the parking lot. I slow
down my walk feeling a little safer outside and let out a breath.
"You don't need to worry about them. I told them to back off," Sonny
comments without looking at me.
"I just want to stay on the safe side." Sonny snorts but doesn't comment
back. "Okay now to get to business. Do you have the camera?"
"Yep. At home. That's where we're going," he says walking ahead of me.
"Is it the one I asked for?"
"No," he smirks. I glare at his side.
"What do you mean no? Rule number three was to do as I say."
"I don't like rules. Plus this camera is better than the one you asked for
so calm your nipples." I blush before rolling my eyes and following him.
Fifteen minutes of silent walking later we arrive at Sonny's mansion. The
place was huge! It had to be worth a fortune.
"Woah," I breath out.
"Close your trap," Sonny says rolling his eyes and getting his keys out
once we get to the front door. "It's not that big of a deal."
"Not that big of a deal? I would kill to have a place like this." He opens
the door and walks in taking his shoes off. I follow after his lead. He
doesn't give me a chance to look around the amazing place and drags me by
my arm up the stair.
We walk down a long hallway before he pull me into one of the rooms closing
the door behind him.
And oh gosh I thought I was dreaming. His room was five times the size of
mine. He had a king sized bed in the middle, a huge flat screen tv hanging
on the wall, a whole bunch of game systems with stacks of games next to it,
by that was a mini fridge, there was a glass door that lead to a balcony
that
I could see a huge pool in the backyard through and a trampoline was in one
of the corners of the room.
I gaped at Sonny who was sitting at his desk which held a laptop, a radio,
and some CD's like all of this was nothing. "Can your parents adopt me?" I
ask in a daze as I basically drooled on his carpet.
"No. Now come on so we can start. I don't want to spend anymore time with
you than I need to."
"Whatever," I retort hiding my hurt, and drop my bag and sitting on his
bed. "Give me the camera." He glares at me, for what reason I really don't
know, and get up and goes to his closet. When he opens it I see it's like a
whole other room.
I think I just died and gone to heaven. When he comes back he hands me a
box.
I open it and gasp. I take the machine out of the box as if it's a delicate
jewel. "Sonny this is amazing! This must have cost a lot of money!"
"Well it's not like I don't have any to spend. And I need this to be good
so I got the best one I found." I turn it over in my hands and switch it on
seeing how clear I could see everything. I smile wide at Sonny who looks
away but gives me a small grin.
"First thing's first," I say setting the camera in my lap. "What's the time
frame?"
"Uh it's due by the first week in June."
"Okay that's more than enough time. Now what are you free days?" He thinks
it over before answering.
"Tuesdays, Thursdays, Friday, and Sundays. Monday and Wednesday I have
practice. Saturdays are days I play video games with Brian."
"Great. We'll meet Thursdays and Fridays after school, and Sundays okay
with you?"
"Sure," he shrugs. "When do we get to the filming?"
"Now I guess," I say lifting the camera I switch the record on.
Friday, February 28, 2014
3:54 PM
I focus on Sonny who looked kind of awkward sitting in his desk chair. His
shoulders are tense and his eyes are looking anywhere but the lens. He all
of a sudden was also looking shy.
"Just relax. Pretend you're talking to Brian or something."
"Well Brian doesn't exactly look like you pointing a camera at me," he says
glaring. I sigh shifting a little. Even glaring at the camera Sonny looks
like a sex god.
Definitely photogenic.
Focus Will. That's not why you're here.
"Okay try this...pretend I'm like an interviewer or something.
You want to be a professional basketball player so you'll need to learn how
to get use to cameras shining in your face."
"Fine," he grumbles. "What do I say?"
"Talk about yourself. This is supposed to be about your life right? What do
you do out of school?" I ask trying to get him going.
"I uh...um..." I sigh again pressing the pause button.
"Okay so this is going to be harder than I expected," I say frowning. Sonny
rubs a hand down his face.
"I have literally nothing to say," he groans leaning back in his chair.
"Let's try this without the camera first. It's probably making you
nervous." He snorts.
"I'm not nervous," he says like it's the most illogical answer in the world.
"Whatever I don't care. Just talk to me. You can talk to me right or is me
being 'gay' making you too uncomfortable?"
"As a matter of fact it is. How do I know the only reason why agreed to do
this is so you could jump me and try to turn me into a homo like you?" he
questions crossing his arms his eyes narrowed.
"Because I just don't try to screw every person I meet. You're not even
attractive," I lie and for a second I swear I see a flash of hurt flicker
across his face before it becomes stone again.
"And if you're so uncomfortable with me then why did you ask me to do this
then?" He glares at me not saying anything.
I roll my eyes and shove the camera into my bag before I shoulder it.
"Where are you going?" he says quickly sanding up with me and blocking the
door as I go to open it.
"Home." I try to open the door again but he slaps my hand away from the
knob. The hell?
"Did you just slap my hand?"
"You can't go home."
"And why not?" I ask crossing my arms.
"We have to work on this."
"I'm not going to help you with this if you can't treat me with respect
Sonny."
"But it wasn't one of the rules," he defends slapping my hand away again
when I go to reach for the knob.
"It shouldn't have to be a rule. I am a person and you treat people with
respect no matter what their sexual preference is.
Especially when their helping you with you're projects," I emphasis the
last part glaring. Sonny fumbles over what he wants to say next but then
grunts.
"Fine whatever, I don't care. I'll treat you like the person you are!" he
exclaims throwing his hands up in the air with a look on his face that said
he couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. "Just please I need
you're help. Please," he begs and I'm taken back.
Sonny Kiriakis begging? That's certainly a site to see. And it looked like
he was about to get onto his knees too. And imaging Sonny on his knees
before me was threatening to make me moan.
"Okay, okay I'll do it."
"Yes!" he exclaims pumping his fist in the air. Looking quite adorable if I
may add.
"Can I go home now?" I ask really needing to get out of here.
"Home?" he ask in the mid of his celebration looking like a lost puppy.
"Yeah home. The place where I eat, sleep, and live? I really need to go."
He nods before finally moving away from the door. "I'm coming over
tomorrow," I state walking out.
"But I told you Saturdays are no good," he says following.
"I know but since you can't talk about what you do then I have to film you
doing what you do."
"But-"
"Don't worry," I call out to him as I start walking down the drive. "It'll
be like I'm not even there. See you tomorrow." I continue on my way home
not listening for his reply.
Friday, February 28, 2014
9:55 PM
I sit in front of the camera yawning. I rub my eyes trying to keep awake
for a few more minutes to record this before I pass out. I blink a few
times to shoo the blurriness away before I start to talk.
"So today was day one of Project Sonny Kiriakis- note to self think of a
better name later when half my brain isn't already half asleep. Not much
progress. Correction no progress.
Nothing but a bunch of insults and awkwardness." I yawn again and then I
frown.
"Hopefully tomorrow I'll get somewhere. The sooner we start the sooner
this'll all be over and I'll finally be away from Sonny, no matter how much
I'm in love with the guy, that idea actually gives me relief.
I'll go back to just being that weird dude with the camera." I scratch the
back of my head yawn yet again.
"I think I'll just go now before I pass out. Night." I sit there for a few
moments just staring at the lens before I yawn for a forth time and lean
forward to press the button to stop recording.
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