Cherry Tears
*glomps Cake-Eater* ACK! This chapter is dedicated to you, that is, unless, it sucks, then I wouldn't want to do something like that to you... *wince*
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Chapter Two: Numb
I'd pry my eyes out
I'd pry them out for you
~
I am in a state of numb
I cannot feel if I cannot feel you
I am in a state of numb
I cannot breathe if you will not
Breathe with me
I am in a state of numb
I cannot be alive here without remembering you
Numb, Tapping the Vein
***
Practice had been cancelled.
Therefore, that led to an entire evening of having no clue as to what to do, which led him to roam around the grounds for a bit, before he found himself in his dorm room.
Alone.
Though, his roommate had made a slight appearance by grabbing a watch and his wallet (the boy always had date) and slapping his friend on the back before exiting.
How exciting.
He was in the middle of a math assignment, when out of nowhere his mind decided it would wonder.
It had no particular destination in mind, just wanted to roam about as long as it was away from mathematical equations and the like.
Like a cat, it wanted to stretch out and relax, yawn, basking in the sun's warmth. Not wanting to really do anything except take a nap or, at the very least, look around lazily knowing he was the boss.
So he let it.
First he thought about to a few weeks ago
(or was it months?)
when Adam and Charlie captured the attention of all at one hockey practice - which he noted that they waited until Orion had departed from their presence - and declared that they were in love.
Had been for some time.
And to everyone's expressions. Averman and Goldberg took it rather well. Russ, Luis and Guy were a bit more on edge, exchanging glances every so often. Julie announced she thought it cute, and Connie exclaimed "bout damn time!". Dwayne, bless him, just smiled at the two still looking as lost as ever. But it probably didn't matter; he wouldn't have cared anyway despite the severe Texan beliefs in him[1]. And then Fulton nodded, and smiled a little, as if he had known all along.
Which, Kenny found, was highly likely since he and Charlie had become pretty close friends.
Everyone looked at Portman, fearing his reaction. As if he would begin to go on a rampage.
He
(cackled insanely)
chuckled under his breath at his teammates actions, and said all was good, now let's go get something to eat!
Kenny himself? Well, he didn't really care either way. He'd had a good friend back in San Francisco that was bisexual.
After that, he thought back to the pizza party Charlie threw a few weeks ago
(this he was sure)
and the insanity that had ensued.
The mere experience would haunt him for the rest of his days, and he'd rather not revisit them.
To the last practice, when Orion had finally given into "Cowboy Round-Up" and looked like he wanted to bash his head into the wall until rendering unconscious for the next 15 or so minutes.
That was pretty memorable enough.
Charlie and Adam.
Kenny smiled. The rest of the school didn't know about them, they kept it pretty much well under wraps.
And if he knew Banks as well as he thought he did, the school would NEVER find out, even with the prodding
(and damn could that boy prod)
from Charlie.
Which brought him to the debate of what exactly burritos would be if they were human for a day. Gay? Straight?
Which brought him to the nachos. He wasn't too fond of Mexican food, too spicy, but he did love nachos.
Especially with that _cheese_.
He felt a smile widen on his face at the thought, but his stomach rumbled in protest.
Jesus he was hungry.
He wondered what ice cream would taste like with pickles in them.
His mother had eaten that when she had been pregnant with him. Along with cottage cheese with blueberries.
Blergh.
There was a knock at the door.
Sighing in aggravation
(the page was still blank)
from being interrupted, he stood up harshly, nearly knocking his chair over and yanked the door open.
To see the devil at his doorstep.
"Hello, Wu. Long time no see, huh?"
She even had the same voice! Trying to resist the urge to run his hand through his hair, he bit his lip and replied with enough falseness to kill a million duplicates of Britney Spears[2]:
"Hey DP."
From that look, he knew he was gonna get killed for using the nickname.
***
[1] Disney made Dwayne into SUCH the stereotype, I thought I should stick with it. I apologize if I offended anybody with that comment.
[2] I have Britney Spears. I apologize to her fans.
EEEEEEEEEHEEEEE! CHADAM CHADAM CHADAM! *glomps banks and charlie* Saaa- WEET!
... *eye twitch* I hate pop-ups.
-Holly
P.S. do leave me comments! Flames shall be laughed at and used to "accidentally" burn dinner into ashes. Whoops, mom, guess we'll have to go to TACO BELL! EEEEEHEEEEE! Nachos... yurm...
*glomps Cake-Eater* ACK! This chapter is dedicated to you, that is, unless, it sucks, then I wouldn't want to do something like that to you... *wince*
***
Chapter Two: Numb
I'd pry my eyes out
I'd pry them out for you
~
I am in a state of numb
I cannot feel if I cannot feel you
I am in a state of numb
I cannot breathe if you will not
Breathe with me
I am in a state of numb
I cannot be alive here without remembering you
Numb, Tapping the Vein
***
Practice had been cancelled.
Therefore, that led to an entire evening of having no clue as to what to do, which led him to roam around the grounds for a bit, before he found himself in his dorm room.
Alone.
Though, his roommate had made a slight appearance by grabbing a watch and his wallet (the boy always had date) and slapping his friend on the back before exiting.
How exciting.
He was in the middle of a math assignment, when out of nowhere his mind decided it would wonder.
It had no particular destination in mind, just wanted to roam about as long as it was away from mathematical equations and the like.
Like a cat, it wanted to stretch out and relax, yawn, basking in the sun's warmth. Not wanting to really do anything except take a nap or, at the very least, look around lazily knowing he was the boss.
So he let it.
First he thought about to a few weeks ago
(or was it months?)
when Adam and Charlie captured the attention of all at one hockey practice - which he noted that they waited until Orion had departed from their presence - and declared that they were in love.
Had been for some time.
And to everyone's expressions. Averman and Goldberg took it rather well. Russ, Luis and Guy were a bit more on edge, exchanging glances every so often. Julie announced she thought it cute, and Connie exclaimed "bout damn time!". Dwayne, bless him, just smiled at the two still looking as lost as ever. But it probably didn't matter; he wouldn't have cared anyway despite the severe Texan beliefs in him[1]. And then Fulton nodded, and smiled a little, as if he had known all along.
Which, Kenny found, was highly likely since he and Charlie had become pretty close friends.
Everyone looked at Portman, fearing his reaction. As if he would begin to go on a rampage.
He
(cackled insanely)
chuckled under his breath at his teammates actions, and said all was good, now let's go get something to eat!
Kenny himself? Well, he didn't really care either way. He'd had a good friend back in San Francisco that was bisexual.
After that, he thought back to the pizza party Charlie threw a few weeks ago
(this he was sure)
and the insanity that had ensued.
The mere experience would haunt him for the rest of his days, and he'd rather not revisit them.
To the last practice, when Orion had finally given into "Cowboy Round-Up" and looked like he wanted to bash his head into the wall until rendering unconscious for the next 15 or so minutes.
That was pretty memorable enough.
Charlie and Adam.
Kenny smiled. The rest of the school didn't know about them, they kept it pretty much well under wraps.
And if he knew Banks as well as he thought he did, the school would NEVER find out, even with the prodding
(and damn could that boy prod)
from Charlie.
Which brought him to the debate of what exactly burritos would be if they were human for a day. Gay? Straight?
Which brought him to the nachos. He wasn't too fond of Mexican food, too spicy, but he did love nachos.
Especially with that _cheese_.
He felt a smile widen on his face at the thought, but his stomach rumbled in protest.
Jesus he was hungry.
He wondered what ice cream would taste like with pickles in them.
His mother had eaten that when she had been pregnant with him. Along with cottage cheese with blueberries.
Blergh.
There was a knock at the door.
Sighing in aggravation
(the page was still blank)
from being interrupted, he stood up harshly, nearly knocking his chair over and yanked the door open.
To see the devil at his doorstep.
"Hello, Wu. Long time no see, huh?"
She even had the same voice! Trying to resist the urge to run his hand through his hair, he bit his lip and replied with enough falseness to kill a million duplicates of Britney Spears[2]:
"Hey DP."
From that look, he knew he was gonna get killed for using the nickname.
***
[1] Disney made Dwayne into SUCH the stereotype, I thought I should stick with it. I apologize if I offended anybody with that comment.
[2] I have Britney Spears. I apologize to her fans.
EEEEEEEEEHEEEEE! CHADAM CHADAM CHADAM! *glomps banks and charlie* Saaa- WEET!
... *eye twitch* I hate pop-ups.
-Holly
P.S. do leave me comments! Flames shall be laughed at and used to "accidentally" burn dinner into ashes. Whoops, mom, guess we'll have to go to TACO BELL! EEEEEHEEEEE! Nachos... yurm...