It's been alot shorter than a week, but I suppose that my mind has recharged... I guess that's up to you guys to decide. Enjoy!
" Study extra hard! I am expecting nothing lower than A's!" yelled Ms. Darbus. Troy ducked his head as she walked past him and he wrote on his paper nothing but ' I love Ryan Evans', over and over in large letters. He looked to his left... and there was Ryan, wearing the most exquisite clothes... He was dressed all in white; a white and regal top hat, a white short jacket- underneath a white t-shirt, tight enough to show off his nipples-, a white belt and pants that rested low on his hips and were hugging his legs like there was no tommorrow, and then some grand and white dress shoes. He looked like an angel, his pale skin and light hair adding to the effect. The only color on his whole being was the blue of his eyes and the redness of his lips. He smiled at Troy, making Troy's heart speed up.
"Hi," Troy said, quietly. Ryan waved and greeted him, his eyes not leaving the other boy.
Before Troy had a second to think, he and Ryan were kissing-- in front of the class! They even began grinding against eachother, and Troy could hear Chad spitting out venomous words like 'fag' and 'queer', and this is what caused him to pull away from the angel-like male.
" Troy, what's wrong?" Ryan asked, his eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. Troy couldn't breathe and he could feel himself blushing.
" I'm sorry, Ryan, but--" Troy was cut off by more of Chad's speak.
" Troy, what the Hell is wrong with you, man?! You're a fuckin' queer?! My best friend is gay!" Chad exclaimed, pushing Troy backwards. He fell onto the ground and everyone stood around him, laughing and pointing. Even Gabriella was making fun of him. He started to cry, holding his face, but this only increased the laughter. He felt like he was drowning.
" I'm not gay, just leave me alone!" Troy yelled, trying to get up but failing each time. The laughing got louder.
" Not gay? Then kill Ryan! You shouldn't mind if you hate him, anyway!" Chad yelled, helping Troy up and suddenly acting as if they were best friends, again. He pushed Troy towards Ryan, who was now wearing all black instead of white. Troy swallowed and Chad gave him a pair of scissors. Troy knew Chad had wanted him to stab Ryan.
" Kill him! If you're not gay, it should be no problem!" Chad cried, a great smile on his face. Troy smiled, pretending that he was indeed happy, too, just to prove he wasn't gay. He turned around and the view that greeted him was Ryan, who was shivering and crying and begging Troy not to hurt him. Troy didn't care; he couldn't let Chad know he was gay. He raised the hand that was holding the scissors and then the pointed end came down hard on Ryan's face.
" No!" Troy exclaimed, suddely sitting on his bed instead of stabbing the one he loved. He looked to the left and the right, and then he laid back down.
It was just a dream. It was just a dream... I'd never hurt Ryan. Ryan's fine... we were together this morning and now he's in his own bed, sleeping. Nothing bad happened... oh, my God... Troy's eyes were open wide, as if he'd been awake for hours and a thin layer of sweat coated his body. He was hot, and he found that his legs were tangled tightly in the sheet at the bottom of his bed. He sat up and fixed the sheet, pulling it over himself as he laid back down.
I can't believe I actually stabbed him... why did I have that dream? I don't remember having too much sugar before bed. Oh, God... I'd never do that to Ryan! I'd choose Ryan over Chad any day! Troy felt like he was a bad person for dreaming such a thing, and he mentally cursed himself over and over. The dream still felt a bit real, since he was just coming out of it. He grabbed onto his face, and growled. He wanted the thought of blood dripping down Ryan's face to get out of his head. He wanted to see the boy he loved so much, just to prove to himself that he was alive and they loved eachother. Troy knew he'd never hurt Ryan, no matter what.
Troy looked to his left and read the numbers on the clock; 5: 57 am. It was still dark out, and Troy had expected it to be alot earlier. He was very disappointed with the fact that his alarm clock would be going off in three minutes, and he sat up, figuring that he'd get a three-minute head start.
Troy pushed the covers off his body, and got off the bed, stretching as he walked. As he was traveling to his drawer, he felt a horrible chill. The cold air of the morning was sneaking along his arms and legs from the wide openings of his pajamas, hitting the sweat he had produced from the horrid dream so he decided to wear sweatpants, knee socks, and a long-sleeved shirt. The new clothes made him even colder, but he knew he'd be warming up once his heat seeped into the cotton.
As the blonde-haired male was tying his shoes, his alarm clock suddenly went off, causing him to jump. He yelped, accidentally, but then casually walked over to the clock, hitting the snooze button. He finished tying his shoe, then went into the bathroom, greeting his father on the way in.
Once Troy was finished with his bathroom business, he went down the stairs, finding his mother and father eatting breakfast. That morning's wonderful meal was bacon and toast.
No eggs? Troy thought, as he walked over to the table, grabbing a piece of bacon from his dad's plate. His father, Jack, pushed Troy away, a huge grin on his face. Troy smiled, too, and then grabbed another piece of bacon before he walked over to the front door and grabbed his backpack.
" I'll be waiting for you, old man," Troy said, smiling, before he opened the front door and hurried out. He settled himself into the passenger seat and waited for his father to join him in the car.
When he did, they drove off. They hadn't talked about much... mostly BasketBall and how much practice Troy had been doing. Troy told him that he was doing enough, even though he was practicing for the musical, as well. Jack smiled, ruffled his son's hair, and then he parked. They stepped out of the car; Jack going to the back of the school, and Troy going to the front doors of the building.
When Troy passed through the doors, everyone looked at him, like they always did. Chad and Zeke came up to him, each putting their arms around is shoulders. He greeted them, and when they left to their own lockers, Troy went to his own.
I can't wait to see Ryan... I want to see him so bad. The last time I seen him, I was stabbing him in the face with scissors...
Troy took out the books he was meant to have for the day.
Today we're supposed to act like we're friends... we're gon'na let Chad know. He's been watching us, lately... if we don't come out as friends, he's going to think we're hiding something. I'd rather him think we were just hiding the fact that we were friends, than make him think we're hiding the fact that we're dating.
What should I do first? Should I go to Ryan's locker and talk to him? I think I'm going to. I want to see him really bad... I won't kiss him or anything, but I can ask how his night was... like I don't know. Ha, ha, ha! Oh, man...
Troy shut his locker and twisted the nob of the lock, and then walked down the hall.
Instead of seeing Troy come into the room, the boy went passed it and this caused Chad to become confused.
Where the Hell is he going? Maybe he's just going to see Gabriella... Chad thought, turning around. Gabriella was sitting in the back of the room, ducking her head shyly as she wrote down notes. There was no need to write down any notes, for the teacher wasn't speaking at all. Chad didn't care, though. He wanted to see what the hell Troy was doing.
He got out of his chair, and walked over to the door of the class-room. He looked down the hall in the direction that Troy had walked, and found him talking with Ryan Evans. Chad's mouth opened slightly, and he shook his head in disbelief.
I knew something was going on between them! What the heck is he doing; talking to Ryan Evans?! Like that show-dog has anything to say besides ' I like musicals!' or 'Ashton Kutcher cool!'...
Chad listened to the conversation his best friend and Ryan were having.
" Hey, Ryan! How've you been?" Troy asked the shorter boy, a grand smile spread across his face. Ryan was smiling just as greatly, and he replied with, " I've been pretty good... how are you?". Troy shook his head up and down.
" I've been pretty good, myself, thanks... like the shoes," Troy said, pointing to Ryan's shoes. Ryan looked down, as if he didn't know which pair he had on.
" Thanks, Troy. I like your shoes, too," Ryan looked at Troy's shoes and he found that they were slightly dirty and torn- very much unlike his own. When his eyes met Troy's, again, he was still smiling. Troy shook his head up and down and then suddenly, the two started cracking up.
" Aw, dude, my shoes are the worst!" Troy exclaimed, his arm around Ryan's shoulders. Ryan was bending down low, laughing his head off, and wiping his eyes.
" Oh, Troy..." he said, once they were recovering. Troy let out another small giggle and then hit Ryan's back, softly.
" Come on, I'll walk you to class," Troy said, leaving his arm on Ryan's back. They were smiling from ear to ear and heading towards Chad, so the brown-eyed male quickly turned around and jumped into his seat. Five seconds later, Troy and Ryan came in, sitting in their own.
What was that all about? They're acting like they're freakin' dating! Troy's been giving him more attention than he gives me! What? Is he kicking me out of his life completely? We don't play BasketBall together, we barely hang out together, now that he has Gabriella... so, the only time we can spend time with eachother is at school?! Fuck that! Troy is MY friend! What's Evans have that I don't have...? Chad continued thinking until the end of class.
It was lunch-time, and Troy was walking down the hall to the lunchroom.
Okay, so, I'll walk with Gabriella AND Ryan... that should be okay. That way she'll forgive me for being mean to Ryan yesterday, and I'll get to be with him. Oh, this will be weird... Troy thought, walking up to Gabriella. She was smiling, softly, and Troy smiled back.
" You ready?" he asked her, putting his arm around her shoulders.
" Yeah, I'm ready," she said, putting her arm around Troy's ribs. It reminded Troy of how Ryan would hold him in that same place, but he shook it out of his mind.
Who cares if she holds me in the same place? Does that suddenly mean that he's never going to touch me, again? Nooo... so... get used to it! Troy thought, smiling as the two were walking up to Ryan's locker. Ryan was taking off his blue hat and replacing it with a tan and striped hat. Troy shook his head.
Why does he switch hats, so much? He thought. They were about to walk past Ryan's locker, so Troy dropped his questions and turned to Gabriella.
" Gabby, I'm gon'na ask Ryan if he wants to walk with us to Lunch, 'kay?" he told her, waiting for her reaction. She looked surprised, but then she smiled, widely.
" Alright, Troy. Sounds great," she said, turning to the right with her 'boyfriend'. They stopped right behind Ryan.
" Okay, so after Lunch i-is... math...darn, I hate math..." Ryan whispered to himself, completely oblivious to the fact that Troy and Gabriella were right behind him. Troy was trying not to laugh and when he turned to look at Gabriella, he found she was in the same state.
" Got my hat, my money... looks like lunch-time," he said, alittle higher than a whisper as he turned around. He jumped a mile when he found the two right in front of him, screaming like a girl when he did so. He accidentally dropped the Lunch money he was holding, and he bend down after recovering from the fright to pick it up.
" Sorry, Ryan!" Troy exclaimed, laughing fiercly. Gabriella was holding her mouth, her eyes sad but smiling at the same time. It was as if she didn't know if she were happy or sad.
Troy bend down, picking up a dime and a nickel. He and Ryan stood up together, and Ryan held his hand out, waiting for Troy to give him his money.
" Thanks," he said, smiling, his hand still held out. Troy was smiling, too, then he started walking away as he put the coins in his pocket. Ryan gasped, then stopped Troy from walking by touching his back. Troy started laughing, again.
" I'm just kidding, I won't take your money!" Troy cried, letting the money fall into Ryan's hand. What Gabriella didn't know was that Troy took out a note from his pocket and handed it to the other boy. Ryan continued to smile, grabbed the coins and note, and then stuffed it into his own pocket.
Troy winked, the movement unseen by Gabriella, and Ryan cleared his throat, shyly.
" We... uh, should get to Lunch," Ryan said, pointing to the direction of the lunchroom and then pulling on the end of his shirt. Troy and Gabriella agreed, and then they walked down the hall to the lunchroom; Gabriella on Troy's left and Ryan on Troy's right.
Gabriella, Ryan, and Troy all sat down at the same time and in their usual places. Sharpay had been a bit confused when she found her brother walking side by side with her crush and she figured she'd ask Ryan about it, later.
" Ryan, want some fries?" Troy asked, pointing to the fries on his tray. Ryan hadn't even started eatting his own fries, yet.
" Sure, Troy!" he still said, happily. Troy turned the side of his tray towards Ryan so the boy could have his fries. Ryan took three, and put them in the 'fry pile'. Troy grinned and patted Ryan's back, then turned towards Gabriella.
Everyone saw that... now, I have to be lovey with Gabriella... Troy thought, putting his arm around the female's shoulders and kissing the top of her head. She giggled, and scooted closer to Troy, then sipped her milk through the straw. He hugged her, closer, and then he pulled away to eat his own Lunch. He didn't want to be too affectionate with her... not while Ryan was with him. Even though Ryan had told him it was alright, Troy still knew it wasn't fair. He bit into the hamburger, and then looked up at Chad, who was- very surprisingly, I might add- watching him. Troy nodded his head in Chad's direction, smiling, as he chewed on the burger. Chad smiled back, nodding as well, then started eatting his own lunch.
Once Ryan was finished with his own food, he decided he'd take the note out of his pocket.
Nobody will see me... they're all eatting their lunch... besides, if they did ask to see it, I'd eat it... Ryan thought, taking the note out of his pocket. He rested his head against the table's surface, then opened then small note under then table. He read ' meet me in downstairs bathroom before singing'. Ryan smiled, then crumbled the note, and stuffed it back into his pocket.
At the end of the day, Ryan was in his locker, pretending to get ready to go into the auditioning room. Sharpay was beside him, and if he didn't make it look like he was preparing to go with her, she'd catch on.
" Ryan, why were you and Troy so... friendly during Lunch?" she suddenly asked, studying Ryan's face to make sure he didn't suddenly appear worried or 'caught'.
He didn't, and he said casually, " We're becoming friends," as he smiled. Sharpay looked surprised.
" Really...? And why would he want to be your friend?" she asked, holding her hands up in confusion. Ryan sighed.
" I don't know, Shar... ask him if you're so eager to know," he said, shutting his locker with the song-sheet in his hands.
" Maybe, I will..." she said quietly, walking ahead of her brother. Ryan was only two inches behind her, when he suddenly said, " Oh, Sharpay... I have to use the bathroom... uh, wait for me in the auditioning-room,". He handed her the singing-sheet when she turned around. She glared at him, acting as if his bathroom needs were pointless, and then she strutted away.
Troy was walking down the hall and towards the bathroom. He told Gabriella he had to 'go' only one second before they went into the auditioning-room. She told him that she'd wait for him in the room, as he shut the door behind her and headed towards the bathroom.
I can't wait to see Ryan... Today was even more torture than I thought... every touch was like a tease. I've wanted to take it futher all day... It's so great that we can meet in the bathroom... I promise that I won't take too long. Just a kiss or a small touch... nothing big... Troy thought, finally stepping in front of the downstairs bathroom. He pushed it open, quietly, and then walked inside. He ducked low, checking under the stalls for feet, and found none. He was glad they were alone and he locked the door, surprised when he found Ryan hadn't noticed.
Troy slowly walked up behind Ryan, who was washing his hands, and then suddenly put his arms around the other boy in a hug.
It was done so quickly, that when Ryan had felt hands on his body, he gasped in fright. Troy giggled and Ryan put his hand to his chest.
" Troy! Why do you always do that?" he asked him, growing a smile, as well. Troy rested his chin on Ryan's shoulder from behind and told him " Sorry, Ry... I just love scaring you,". Ryan shook his head, laughing.
" I'm glad my fear amuses you!" he exclaimed, happily, and resting his own hands on Troy's arms. The laughter died down, and Troy turned his head to smell Ryan's hair.
" You're hair smells so good," Troy said, closing his eyes and exhaling, huskily. Ryan swallowed, looked down, then met Troy's eyes in the mirror they were in front of.
" Th-thanks... I bet yours smells good, too," Ryan said, smiling. Troy smiled, then shut his eyes, again, and rested his face against Ryan's neck. Ryan swallowed a few times.
Troy stepped closer to Ryan, and Ryan felt something of Troy's pressing against his arse, causing him to gasp.
" T-Troy, we can't do this, now... we should get back to--" Ryan began, trying to infrom Troy that if they had both been missing during the time they were meant to practice singing, they'd end up having a repeat of the other day... but Troy was too eager for Ryan's touch, and hadn't cared much. He figured they'd come up with something.
" Sshh," Troy shushed Ryan, letting his tongue play with the other boy's ear lobe. Ryan really knew they had to get back, but he couldn't let himself say 'no' to Troy. Troy was the person he cared most for, and if Troy wanted to do this, then he'd let him. Of course, it wasn't like he wouldn't enjoy it, anyway.
Ryan's breath was already speeding up, and Troy took that as an indication to take it a step futher, so he sucked on the boy's lobe, remembering clearly how Ryan had almost instantly developed an erection from the action the night before.
Indeed, Ryan was once again becoming hard. How could you not become hard when the person you loved most was sucking hard and licking your ear as if it were the greatest lollypop of all time? The wetness of Troy's mouth made him shiver and he turned his head to the side, giving Troy more access to his flesh.
Troy moaned and let go of his ear, to lick the spot under it. Ryan whimpered in pleasure as Troy licked from under his ear and past his jaw, landing on his neck- which he then sucked; not very gently. Ryan knew that he'd end up with a mark and he wanted to tell Troy to stop only for that reason. Although, he found that he couldn't for other reasons. The first being that it felt too good, and the second being that he couldn't really speak all that well, at the moment. So instead, he enjoyed it.
Ryan felt Troy lightly bite the area, then lick it, and then suck it. Troy continued to do this until he could taste the blood under the boy's skin. It was almost as if Troy was deliberately trying to mark Ryan, who was panting and shivering in Troy's arms.
Finally, Troy stopped giving that area of Ryan's neck attention, and instead, made an invisible trail of kisses up to the right corner of the boy's lips; which he then licked. Ryan turned his head and Troy kissed him, savagely, inserting his tongue into the other's mouth, instantly. Ryan moaned and moved his hand from Troy's arm to the side of his face.
Troy moved his arms and put them into a position that could let him touch Ryan's body. He began with letting his fingers stroke Ryan's collar-bone, and then he lowered them, rubbing every inch of his upper-body until he came to the top of his pants. He untucked the shirt from the pants, slowly, and then moved his hands back to the top of Ryan's shirt. He unbuttoned the first button, and then the second, and then the third. Once Troy had unbuttoned all the buttons, blindly, he went to stroke Ryan's naked flesh and was disappointed to find that the boy had another shirt on. He stopped the kiss, catching his breath, and looked at what had got in his way of the other's skin. A plain and white shirt. Troy didn't want to have Ryan strip, expecially since they were in the school's bathroom, so he instead pulled the shirt up and slid his hands under it, feeling the male's warm chest and stomach. Ryan was jerking at Troy's touch.
I thought I wasn't going to take it far...? ... Oh, well...
Before Troy went in for another kiss, Ryan started to speak.
" Troy... I... don't think we should go any further... here," he said, not really thrilled with the idea of masturbating in the school's bathroom. What if someone had to use the bathroom? What if a teacher came in? What if the ganitor found it locked and unlocked it? Ryan didn't want anyone finding out they were in love that way.
" I... I know we... shouldn't... but I'm sort of... hard..." Troy said, panting, and using every ounce of control he had left in his being to not kiss the other boy.
" Me... too... what should we... do?" Ryan asked, licking his lips and almost laying on Troy as they stood. Troy swallowed and then he told him, " We could... really quick... jerk-off in the stalls," Troy said, disappoited that they couldn't help eachother with the coming.
Ryan shook his head up and down.
" That... will have to do," Ryan said, standing directly onto his feet and then heading to the very last stall. Troy was about to open the door to the very first stall, but when he found Ryan was in the last, he went into the one beside him.
Once Ryan shut the door behind him, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and then he grabbed ahold of his member and began stroking himself. He wasn't going to be teasing or fantasizing; he was only masturbating to rid himself of the erection he had, fast as possible. Troy was indeed helping him with that; the boy was moaning and groaning, and Ryan could only imagine what Troy's 'being' would look like in the light they were under, now, instead of the light of a half-covered moon.
He continued jerking the hand holding his member, moaning loudly, but trying to be quiet. Troy was obviously nearing his release, for he as well was moaning quite loudly. Ryan was indeed helping him come, and he had when Ryan had accidentally said the other boy's name. Ryan was coming only seconds after Troy had, and almost collapsed onto the toilet below him. Luckily, he didn't.
They both came out of the stalls at the same time, looking alittle flushed and sweating just slightly. Troy smirked at Ryan's appearance, and it caused Ryan to smile, quickly. He felt a bit uncomfortable.
" Um... we should wait 'til we look alittle less... worn-out," Ryan said, buttoning his shirt up to the top button to hide the hickey Troy had given him. Troy agreed, nodding, and they sat on the table of the row of sinks after washing their hands.
" So... later on... ask your parents if you can come over my house," Troy said, not asking but instead ordering Ryan to do so. He knew the other boy wanted to, so there was no reason why he should ask him.
" Oh, I don't have to ask... I'll just tell my sister," Ryan said, rocking his legs back and forth.
" Okay, cool... I'll ask my parents. They'll probably say 'yes'... they always say Gabriella can come over and she's a girl... if I asked if a guy could come over, they wouldn't think I was trying to do anything... you know... so they probably wouldn't disturb us," Troy informed the blonde-haired boy, who was beginning to redden in the cheeks, again.
" Oh... okay... I can't wait," Ryan said, smiling and blushing at the same time. He really wanted to be able to go into Troy's room and lay down on a bed, instead of the grass. Troy chuckled, softly, then jumped down from the sink-table.
" We look normal, again... but wait, uh... we kind'a took a while in here," Troy said, frowning.
Shit... what are we supposed to do? We can't use the same excuse as last time. That'd be too obvious... maybe I can tell Gabriella that dad stopped me before I came back... she'd believe me. Then, Ryan could go to Sharpay, saying that he just really had to go... uh, that'd be kind of embarrassing... he could tell her that... he was singing and lost track of the time... yeah.
" Alright, I've got an idea..." Troy began, putting his arm around Ryan.
" I'll go into the auditioning-room and tell Gabriella that my dad stopped me as I was walking back and you can tell Sharpay that you were singing in here... and lost track of time..." Troy said, finding that his last idea sounded a bit stupid out-loud. Ryan still thought it was a good idea, though.
" Okay, great idea... that's something Sharpay would do, so she'd understand if I did it..." Ryan said. Troy shook his head up and down.
" Good... well... you can go first," Troy walked with Ryan to the door of the bathroom.
" Thanks, Troy," Ryan said, stroking Troy's lips, lovingly. Troy smiled and then Ryan turned around, heading out of the bathroom and down to the auditioning-room.
What the two didn't know was that Chad had been spying on the two all day, and had his ear pressed against the door the whole time they were in the bathroom.
Is this chapter better than the last? Not too... off topic, is it? I'd really like you to tell me what you think! Do try to be nice, though. My flesh is easily bruised, if you catch my drift. Anyway... hope you've enjoyed it and don't forget to review!