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Chapter 14

Cold. Whenever I let go of him I get cold. How does he do that? His body temperature makes me so hot that I can't stand it. No, it's not just his temperature, its him; his entire being. Blushing? Me? I never blush; or at least not to or around anyone other than him. What is he doing to me?

I slammed my head into my locker in the locker room and tried to clear my mind of anything that had to do with Double D. I needed to focus. Today I was actually going to practice. No more sitting out. I had to practice if I wanted to be good enough to beat our opponent Homecoming night.

"All right you guys," I hollered as I turned to face my team. "Today might be just a light workout practice but that doesn't mean that you can slack off! Remember who we face next week! Are you ready?!"

"Yeah," was the reply I got from the entire group.

I nodded, "then let's go practice!"

They screamed and hollered as they made their way towards the door. My eyes shot across the way to see Justin, still sitting on a bench, staring back at me. I took a seat on the bench in front of him. We just stared at each other for what seemed like hours, neither one of us flinching.

"So," he finally spoke. "How are things with the Dweeb? He's not around today?"

A shot of anger coursed through my body. I knew why Justin didn't want Double D around. I also knew why he didn't like me. I sat up straight and allowed a smile to cross my face. "Aww what's wrong Justin. Do you miss Double Dweeb that much? I'll let him know how much you care."

He jumped to his feet and punched a locker as he walked passed me. He never said another word as he left the locker room. A smirk crossed my face. Another small battle victory to me. The battles may be small but this war was long and annoying. And honestly, it had already been settled at the beginning of the week.

A few years ago when we were all just starting out high school I met Justin. To be honest, he and I at one point had been friends, the best of friends. But, when Sophmore year came and I learned that he and I shared the same secret, our friendship dissolved. Mostly because then I knew the answer to who was going to win the war. And I was right; it was me.

I got to my feet and pulled my shirt over my head as I stared out the door. It was never something to just be said out loud and for the rest of the school or team to hear. Justin was took weak then and is still far too weak now to ever admit that he has true feelings for the Dork; my Dork.

I smiled at the thought, "yeah. My dork."

I made my way down the small strip of lockers to the door and pushed it open. I made my way through the gap between the bleachers and out towards the field. I looked up and down the field to see my team stretching, running, talking, and tossing a football. I nodded slowly and began to make my way around the track.

"Keep in shape, keep in shape, keep…"

I couldn't stop my mind from wondering and remembering the reaction and the face that came over Double D when he touched my chest, my stomach, my-.

Blood must have squirted from my nose as I ended up on the ground, cupping my hand over it. I needed to concentrate. Why was Double D making me think strange things? He probably didn't think these strange things when he was away from me. He had too many other things to think about. I frowned a bit at the thought. Why shouldn't he think about me? I'm important to him right? I nodded and got to my feet.

I took a deep breath and began to jog once again. "Stay focused, stay focused."

I could hear Justin arguing with Nat on the field over something. I ignored them and continued my run. Nat had become my best friend, annoying and spoiled at times, but still my best friend; I told him everything. I looked across the way towards Nat to see him yelling right back at Justin. Nat knew. He knew about me and Double D. and he also knew about Justin's crush on the Dweeb. I turned back to face the track. There wasn't really anything Nat didn't know.

I chuckled a bit, "idiot." I looked over my shoulder to see them. "Hey! Knock it off! Get back to practice!"

Nat stuck his tongue out at me and began to race towards me. I rolled my eyes and continued to make my way around the track. Suddenly, I was joined by a sea-green haired boy who was smiling at me. I knew what he was thinking and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it.

"Hey," he said as he nudged my elbow.

"Ignore him," my mind barked.

"Hey Kevin," he nudged me again, his ridiculous smile still on his face.

"Just ignore him."

"Hey Kevin… did you get 'dat ass?"

"Oh my," I stopped and looked at him as he began to laugh. "Really? That's what you wanna talk about?"

He tried to speak and I just brushed it aside and started to jog again. His laughing continued as he made his way to me once again. He tried to catch his breath and I picked up the pace, hoping he would take the hint. He didn't. He stayed right with me and finally took control over his breathing and laughter.

"Sorry," he said. "You know how much I love 'dat ass."

"Don't think about it," I barked back. "It's mine now. You don't get to think about it. You shouldn't be thinking about it in the first place. That's just creepy."

His irritating smile grew across his face again as he looked at me. "I bet you think about it all the time."

As if on cue, it flashed through my mind and I could feel the temperature of my body rise slightly. Nat patted my back and smiled even more at me. I pushed at him, hoping he would fall over or run into something. But he didn't.

"It's ok," he said with a slight annoyance to his voice. "You can tell me anything."

"I'm too afraid to tell you anything. I'm not sure how you will use it against me."

"Well you know I can always be of help too."

We stopped dead in our tracks and looked at each other. He was smiling as if he was trying to tell me something. I made a slight motion with my hands as if to say 'you do'? He nodded and we began to jog once again. We got closer together and our voices were low.

"Well," I asked.

He looked around slightly, trying to make sure no one else would be in ear shot. "So, you missed a good party last night."

"Yeah I know," a smile crossed my face as I remembered last night. "But I think I had a better time somewhere else."

His irritating smiled returned once again as he nudged me with his elbow. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and try to get him to continue what he was telling me before.

"Well," he looked towards the field before turning his head slightly towards me, his eyes on the track in front of us. "Last night Justin got beyond wasted."

"Who brought the booze?"

"Justin. So his theory was, he brought it, he could drink as much of it as he wanted."

"Guess that makes sense. It's easy to get your hands on it when your dads an alcoholic."

Nat nodded, "true. But it's not about the booze. It's about what he said."

My heart sank a bit as Double D flashed through my mind. I turned my head towards Nat, "what did he say?"

Nat stopped and put his hands on his hips, taking small sharp breaths. He was out of breath already? No, couldn't be. I bent over slightly to see him looking through his legs towards the others on the field. He stood up and raised his arms over his head, nodding and trying to get me to join him. I rolled my eyes and stretched my arms.

"He said he wanted to fuck Double D after the Homecoming game."

I fell over from lack of balance and landed on the track, hard. I sat up and stared at Nat. What was he talking about? I mean I knew Justin liked Double D. But to go to such an extent as to say something like that?

I shook my head, "what context did he say it in?"

"Well he was talking about the Dweeb and how he was annoying and he didn't want to listen to him. Then all of the sudden he said, 'I should fuck the little Dweeb after homecoming'. Then took another slug of beer."

I pressed my hand against my forehead, trying to comprehend what I had just been told.

"If I were you," Nat said, interrupting my train of thought. "I would keep Double D close. And I mean like under your belt close. Maybe hold his ass or something while you walk."

I glared at him a bit at the last unnecessarily added comment. His smile grew, knowing exactly why I was glaring at him. He helped me to my feet and we continued to make our way around the track and back to the others. We strolled onto the field and began to stretch out.

"So," someone asked, "what's on the to-do list first, Captain?"

I stood up straight and put my hands behind my head. "Did you all do your run downs?"

They sighed and began to form two small lines. Two by two they switched to different stretches, constantly circulating through the line. I stood to the side and watched, Nat beside me. I looked over at him and pointed to the group. His eyes got wide and he pouted, begging to stay. I smacked him upside the head and turned my attention back to the group.

"Hey," I whispered to him, my eyes never leaving the team. "Is the observatory open this weekend?"

He smiled, "yes. I even work this weekend."

"Good when?"

"I work Saturday from 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. and Sunday from 2 p.m. to 8. And we are open until 8 both nights."

"Good. I'll be sure to go when you aren't there."

The saddened look that came over his face caused me to laugh. He was like a sad little puppy and I couldn't help the sudden happiness that over took me. I tapped his back and ensured him that I would go sometime between the hours that he worked. He said 'okay' but still seemed to be pouting. I smiled at him and turned my attention back to the team.

Practice passed slowly and I couldn't help but glare back at Justin every time our eyes met. It wasn't because I was mad at him, but every time we looked at each other he was glaring at me. I couldn't give him the satisfaction of being able to glare at me and think that I was scared of him. Many times Nat would step between us trying to play it off as he tripped or was trying to get my attention.

I wipe the towel I held across my face as I made my way into the locker room. "Quiet," I thought. "Everyone must have gone home."

I walked to the aisle where my locker was to see Nat sitting on a bench talking to Double D. Why hadn't I heard them? And even better question was why were they together and alone? Nat waved to me as I came into view. Double D turned towards me and I could feel my cheeks start to heat just from his eyes. How did he do that to me? I tried to mentally calm my cheeks as I made my way towards my locker and started to enter the combination. I tugged it open and heard Nat start to talk once again to Double D. I listened closely, making sure he wasn't saying anything strange.

"Aw, but Kevin is such a sweetheart," Nat said. "I'm glad that he found someone who he can be open with."

I slammed my locker shut and threw my clothes onto the bench. "Nat don't say unnecessary things."

Nat smiled and wrapped his arm around Double D, "I'm only telling him what I see."

I smacked his hand off of Double D's shoulder, "don't touch either."

Double D's cheeks heated as he looked at me. Slowly he pulled them from me to look at the ground as he squeezes his bag he held tighter in his arms. I pulled my shirt over my head and turned towards Nat, jerking my thumb over my shoulder telling him to 'beat it'. He made a face at me but after a few second got to his feet, said goodbye and made his way out of the locker room. I rolled my eyes and looked back at Double D.

I smiled, leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips, "what are you doing here?"

His cheeks reddened and he looked away from me, "I-I was wondering if you w-wanted to walk h-home together."

I couldn't help the smile that crossed my face and the urge I had to kiss him again. His lips vibrated as he moaned softly into our kiss. When we pulled away, his face was truly flushed beet red. I smiled and stood up straight with an 'I'd love to'. He smiled and hugged his bag tighter.

"Hey," I said as I dropped the towel around my waist. "This weekend, do you want to do something?"

He tried hard to avoid looking at me but he couldn't. I caught his glimpse towards me as I slipped on my boxers and then my pants. When I stood up straight he looked up at my face and smiled. I smiled back at him and waited for him to answer.

He nodded slowly and got to his feet, "I would love to Kevin. But it's only Thursday."

"I know," I said as I finished pulling my shoes on.

When I looked at him he was staring at the ground and shaking slightly. I placed a hand on his shoulder and he jumped, turning to face me. What was wrong with him all of the sudden? Wasn't he just smiling a moment ago?

"Double D," was all I could say before I was bombarded with an explanation.

"Tomorrow is Friday and Justin told me to do his project and I haven't done it and I'm afraid of what he will do to me because I haven't done it."

I sighed and wrapped my arms around him. "It's my fault if he does anything. I told you not to do it. Besides, with me around he won't dare lay a hand on you. Understand? You have nothing to worry about."

Nat's voice ran through my head as I remembered what he had told me in the track. I squeezed Double D tighter before holding him out in front of me. "You need to listen to me very carefully. You have to promise not to be alone with Justin. You have to promise me that if he tries to get near you, you find someone and stay with them. Make sure you stay in a group. I don't care who it is. If you can get to me or Nat that is even better. Do you understand?"

I knew I was talking sternly to him and probably frightening him with what I was saying all of the sudden. I just didn't want him to get hurt because I was careless and didn't say anything when I should have. He nodded and promised as his eyes seemed to search mine for an answer. I hugged him once more before releasing him and pulling me cap on. I wrapped an arm around his shoulders as we walked out of the locker room together and headed for home.