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E.T.

by Katy Perry

It all began with that art class. Not many people knew that Tyler Lockwood secretly liked to draw. It was one of the few things, he was really passionate about. He even thought about doing it for a living one day. Yes, majoring in art was his big dream, but he was still in high school and most people considered him to be just a dumb jock. So did Jeremy Gilbert. That's why it would be the understatement of the century to say, that the latter was surprised to see Tyler entering the room, where the art class was about to take place.

Tyler avoided eye contact with the other students as he took a seat right next to Jeremy.

"Lockwood, you do know that this is the art class, right?" Jeremy said mockingly.

"I warn you, don't provoke me, Gilbert." Tyler answered monotonously.

Jeremy was about to open his mouth, when Miss Lacoste – the new art teacher from France – came in and said: "I want you to forget everything, you think you know about art. This will not be like your other classes. It will alter your opinions, push boundaries in your thinking and maybe even make you realize who you really are. That's why your first task is to draw yourselves, but I'm not talking about your physical appearance here. Think of your soul and imagine how it looks like, then draw it! It doesn't have to be perfect, but it has to be honest. You may start now."

Tyler noticed that Jeremy was already doing a sketch. He then focused on his own drawing-paper. How does my soul look like? He drew an alien standing alone in front of a crowd of people with no faces.

After an hour Miss Lacoste said: "Now that you all have at least done some sketches, you may look at the work of your colleagues."

At first, the students hesitated to actually stand up and go through the rows in order to have a look at the other sketches, but then they were really surprised and inspired by the quality of each other's work. Though he really didn't like Gilbert, Tyler was curious to see what he came up with. He went to his table and was genuinely shocked by what he got to see there. Jeremy had drawn a small puppy laying in the middle of thousands and thousands of dead bodies. You don't have to be a psychoanalyst in order to understand what this meant. Tyler immediately thought of Jeremy's dead parents and had nothing but pity with the other boy. That shouldn't last long.

"Why are you still staring at my drawing?" Jeremy suddenly said angrily.

"Calm down, Gilbert. I actually think it's really good."

At first, Jeremy was visibly surprised by that reaction, but then decided to say. "Yeah sure, as if you could tell."

"Are you telling me I'm stupid?"

"Obviously, I don't have to any more."

Then it happened. Tyler punched the other boy hard on the nose. The latter fell backwards on the ground knocking over a chair in the process. Everybody including Miss Lacoste looked at them.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?" The teacher shouted. "Mr. Gilbert, go see the nurse! And Mr. Lockwood, you better sit down and don't move until this class is over. I want to see you two in my office this afternoon!"

Both boys did as they were told.

Later in the afternoon, Tyler Lockwood was already waiting in front of his teacher's office, when Jeremy arrived looking very pissed.

"This is all your fault, Lockwood."

Tyler sighed. "You shouldn't have provoked me, Gilbert. I was being nice. What's the matter with you anyway?"

The other boy didn't answer, which was a good idea since their conversations always end in a fight. Finally, Miss Lacoste arrived, unlocked the office door and invited the boys in.

"Sit down." She said and opened the window. Both boys took a seat and looked at their teacher.

She sighed. "I talked to your other teachers and you two have quite a reputation. Can you explain to me and maybe explain to each other why you always manage to get into trouble?"

Tyler looked back and forth from his teacher to Jeremy and finally said: "I don't know about his issues with me, but I'm certainly not the problem here."

Jeremy chuckled. "Oh really? And why am I always the one who gets his nose broken by your goddamn fist?"

"Okay, let's make a deal, boys." The teacher said. "You don't get detention... BUT you have to do an extra project together for my class."

Jeremy raised one eyebrow. "And what's that?"

"You have to draw each other. Your work will be graded, so I expect nothing but your best."

That's how it came that Jeremy found himself sitting on a chair in Tyler's room two days after the events in school.
"So, who's drawing who first?" Jeremy said awkwardly.

"You draw me." Tyler answered and sat down on a barstool, that he had previously carried from the kitchen to his room.

Thus, Jeremy opened his sketch book and was about to start, when his jaw dropped open. His model had taken off his shirt.

"It would be too easy to draw me full clothed, don't you think? Muscles are hard to draw and as you can see I have plenty of them" The other boy explained mockingly.

As a matter of fact, Tyler was right. He had a well trained body, and it would not be easy to captivate it. Nevertheless, Jeremy started to draw him.

"So tell me, Gilbert. Why do you hate me so much?"

The boy was focusing on his work and thus needed a moment to answer. "I don't hate you... You are just a jerk most of the time."

"No seriously, tell me, what's your problem, because believe it or not, I'm sick and tired of fighting with you. Though it's always a pleasure to kick your ass."

Jeremy smiled. "I told you, I don't have a problem with you... in fact, I don't even know you, although I've practically known you my whole life. You just seem to be very arrogant and I don't like that."

"Is it because of... Vickie?" This was the first time that one of them mentioned her name to the other after her death.

Jeremy shook his head. "No, it isn't."

"Why not?"

The youngest Gilbert raised his head and simply said: "Because I'm gay."

For a moment there was a complete silence in the room. You could only hear the sound of charcoal scratching on paper.

Then, after what seemed to be an eternity, Tyler said: "How long have you known?"

"I guess, I have always known it."

"B-but... didn't you have, you know, sex with Vickie?"

Jeremy chuckled. "That doesn't mean I'm not gay, Ty-... Lockwood!"

"It's okay, you can call me Tyler, considering that you are drawing me while I'm half naked and that you have just come out as gay to me." Both boys began to laugh.

"So, Tyler, will you tell anyone?" Jeremy asked.

"No, your secret is save with me and I'm cool with it."

"Okay, thanks. I'm done. Do you want to have a look?"

"Sure!" Tyler said and took the sketch book. He was stunned by what he got to see. "Wow, Jeremy, this is... really good. I don't think that I will be able to draw you nearly as accurately."

The boy started to blush after this compliment, and Tyler noticed for the first time that Jeremy can actually be really cute. It made sense that he had drawn his soul as a small puppy. He even looked like one with those dreamy puppy eyes.

"S-so, do you want to draw me now?" Jeremy said, but Tyler shook his head.

"I have to go to football practice now. Is it okay for you if we meet tomorrow at the same time?"

"Yeah sure."

Normally Tyler slept very well after having worked out, but that night was different. He dreamt the whole time about aliens rescuing puppies and how he would draw a completely naked Jeremy Gilbert and be incredibly turned on by that. Thus, he felt really bad when he woke up, tired even. Had he just had his first homoerotic dream? Tyler shook his head eagerly. Man, Gilbert's outing was just messing with his head. That's why he went for a walk, took a cold shower afterwards and had a healthy breakfast. While he was doing all that, he ignored the fact that he was counting down the time for Jeremy to arrive.

Eventually, Jeremy was standing in Tyler's room just like the day before.

"So, are you ready to be drawn?" Tyler said.

"Sure!" Jeremy answered and took a seat on the barstool.

The Lockwood raised one eyebrow and said: "Haven't you forgotten something?"

The other boy looked confused. "W-what?"

"Your shirt, Jeremy!"

The latter started to blush and said: "I'm not going to undress myself!"

"Come on! No chickening out!"

Jeremy sighed and took his shirt off. "Satisfied?"

He wasn't as well built as Tyler, but that didn't mean that his body was less good-looking.

"Loosen up, Jeremy! You don't want to end up looking all tensed in the portrait."

"A portrait is all about the face and not the body, Tyler!" Jeremy countered.

"You are such a nerd!"

"No, I just read." Jeremy said laughing.

Then they didn't talk at all for a while. Tyler needed to focus on his drawing anyway and he really wanted to be at least half as good as Jeremy. This was also the first time that he had the chance to really look at Jeremy. His slightly too long hair, his puppy eyes, the muscles on his neck and the bright and seemingly soft skin. Even Tyler had to admit it: Jeremy Gilbert was really handsome.

"S-so... about you being gay..." Tyler started.

"What about it?"

"Have you ever kissed a boy?"

Jeremy smiled. "No, I haven't."

"How can you be sure then?"

"Believe me, when one starts to have erotic dreams, then it's not too big of a stretch to come to the conclusion that you like members of your own gender."

Tyler shook away the thought of his erotic dream and said: "Would you like to kiss a boy?"

"Y-yeah..." Jeremy was starting to feel uncomfortable.

Tyler took a few steps in Jeremy's direction and gave him the sketch book.

"What do you think of it so far?"

"It's good. It really is."

"And what do you think of this?" Tyler said and leaned over in order to give him a short kiss on his chin.

"Ty-Tyler... what are you doing?"

Yeah, what was Tyler doing? "I just want you to be sure whether you are really gay." Okay, that was a very lame explanation. As a result, Jeremy looked very confused and kind of vulnerable.

Tyler sighed. "Can I... Jeremy... can I just kiss you now, please?"

The half naked boy just nodded slightly. Tyler put one hand on his back and pressed his lips on Jeremy's. He did this a second time, only this time both boys started opening their mouths and using their tongues. At first, very shyly and then more and more furiously. Tyler took Jeremy by the hand and led him to his bed.

"Ty..." Jeremy said panting for air. "W-what are you doing?"

"I have no fucking idea, but it feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah" Jeremy moaned between kisses. "Please Ty, take your shirt off!"

The other boy did as he was told and started to bite Jeremy in the neck. The latter exuded warmth and seemed to be melting like butter in Tyler's arms. Then something happened, which neither of them was expecting. The door opened and Mayor Lockwood entered the room, looking shocked and disgusted at the two boys.

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To be continued


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