Reviewer Notes:

Roxy: oh, evil Jack is very sexy. ::drools:: Oops, better clean off the keyboard now. Just joking, lol. I did add a chapter ::grins insanely:: It's record time!

AShErsOfeD: You are special. ::grins:: I updated. Everybody can be happy now. :)

Jack: Erm, your very welcome.

FireChild3: Oh, oh, oh, oh, STOP EVERYBODY! Are you saying what I think your saying? Are you saying that I might bring you into the world of liking this couple. ::feels special:: Oh, but there are so many better fics out there. Hehe, you all better stop before I get conceited. Joking again. By the way, Harry Potter rocks. You should read my HP story. LOTR rocks too. hehe, Legolas...

Thanks for the reviews, loved em' Now, you're obligated to review again. Also, I'd like to say that if anyone who is reading this like Harry Potter, and even if you don't, you should go read my HP fic. 'Falling For You' It's really good. I promise. Oh, just check it out ::begs:: Oh yeah, but this isn't what you're here for. Now go and be Happy! :: grins and does a little dance:: Here is chapter 4!

CH.4

When Ralph got home, he went straight to his room without any explanations or anything. What was he going to do? Jack was back in his life again. He didn't know if he could handle it. And what was with Jack's behavior? Ralph knew he was out of his mind, but what was going through his head? What crazy thoughts made Jack want to 'be' with Ralph.

Shaking his head, Ralph plopped down onto his bed. He didn't want to go to sleep again. He didn't want to dream about Jack now that he was nearby. Before it was weird, now it was scary. Ralph found himself wondering if Jack knew about his dreams, or if somehow they were having the same dream. There was one way to find out.

Ralph jumped up and changed into his nightclothes, a pair of black boxers and a big T-shirt that looked big enough to fit a wrestler. Ralph liked big shirts. They made him feel safe somehow. He shook his head and opened his door.

"Mom, Dad, I'm going to go on to sleep. I'm not feeling too good." He called down to his parents.

"Aww, baby are you all right?" His mother called back.

"Yeah, fine, just really tired. Hard day at school."

She seemed okay with the answer, because she didn't reply back. Ralph shut the door then curled up in his bed, pulling the covers up high to his chin. Within a few minutes Ralph had slipped off into sleepy land.

The weird thing was, he didn't dream about Jack. In fact his dream was about the boy he'd seen in the bathroom. The guy had walked up to him and kissed him. Ralph had enjoyed the following events in the dream very much. The best thing was that it wasn't Jack, he wasn't having a dream about Jack. So, maybe he really like guys and Jack was just another hot guy. Although there was the way Jack had acted.

But Ralph was so set on the good that he refused to even think about the bad. When he woke up, he got ready for school with a light air about him. It would all be okay. He didn't know then how wrong he was.

"Well, good morning. You're feeling better I see," Ralph's mother said when he came downstairs. Ralph nodded. "Oh, sweetie. Me and your Father have somewhere really important to be, so I was wondering if you could ride the bus. Is that all right?"

Ralph paled, he hadn't ever ridden the bus to or from school before. He'd heard horrible things about it. But then again, if that's what had to be done. "Sure Mom, it's fine."

"Are you sure?" She asked. "You look a little pale honey."

"No, I'm fine." I quickly lied.

"Good, here's your lunch. Now you'd better hurry out, the bus should be by any minute now."

Ralph felt rather queasy. What if everyone on the bus was mean? What if he was made fun of? But he took the lunch anyway and headed out the door, grabbing his school bag, from it's spot by the door, on the way out.

It wasn't that long after Ralph got outside, that his parents came rushing out, calling their good-byes as they pulled out of the driveway. Ralph sighed and waved back, he just knew it was going to be a long day. After a few minutes of pacing the driveway, Ralph saw the big yellow bus coming down the road. He put his bag on his back and walked up towards the road. The bus came to a halt directly in front of him. 'Good one' Ralph thought lazily as he climbed onto the bus.

The front of the bus contained about three little children, in the middle two older ones, and in the back one teenager who was too busy listening to his portable CD player to notice Ralph. Ralph sat down two seats from the back, that other teenager still hadn't noticed him, or maybe they didn't care. Ralph shrugged and turned his head to look out the window.

At first Ralph watched the kids of all ages get on, but after the first couple it got pretty boring. So he turned to watch the land roll by, getting deeply lost in thought. He didn't notice the seats filling up around him, he didn't care that no one paid attention to him, that no one sat with him. He'd rather have it that way, alone. Not having to deal with a bunch of chattering idiots who didn't know how good they had it and probably never would.

"Hey," Ralph didn't listen, thinking that the person who owned that voice must be talking to someone else. Then it came a bit louder, "Hey, are you listening? Can I please sit here with you?"

Ralph turned to look at the speaker, he was looking a bit impatient, but the smiling tugging at his lips told Ralph he wasn't really angry. Ralph recognized the boy immediately. It was the guy from the bathroom, the guy from Ralph's dream last night. Wow, those eyes were gorgeous. Ralph felt blood rise into his face. He knew his face was probably redder than Jack's hair. Jack? No, no more thoughts of Jack.

Ralph nodded and quickly turned his face away. What a time to blush! The guy probably thought he was a complete weirdo.

"Erm, excuse me, but you're being very rude. Don't you want to know who I am? I want to know who you are. And what was wrong yesterday in the bathroom? You looked really stressed out." Yesterday? It seemed like it had been so much longer ago than that. Ralph shook his head, this guy actually remembered him?

"Sorry," Ralph said turning back to him, only a slight pink in his cheeks left. "Nothing was wrong yesterday, I just was a bit surprised by an old friend showing up at school."

"Ah, a bit scary huh? Like a dream or something?" Ralph started at these words. No, it was just a coincidence. "Anyway, my name's Daniel Straw. Your is?"

"Oh, I am ... my name is Ralph." Wow, now that sounded stupid. Yeah, 'hey I'm ...err... Ralph' Like Ralph had forgotten his name or something. It was very embarrassing. But Daniel didn't seem to think so. He was smiling.

"That's a nice name," he said winking. Ralph blushed furiously, hoping the other boy wouldn't notice. "Ah, well Ralph, it looks like we've reached hell on land. I guess we'll talk more later. You will be riding again, won't you?"

Ralph smiled and before he really thought about it, said, "Sure, of course."

"Great," Daniel said, hopping off the bus and heading in for class.

Ralph frowned. Great another thing to add to the weird list. How was he going to explain to his parents his sudden want for riding the bus? He hoped things would all work out smoothly.

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My goodness, I sat down and started writing and hadn't even intended to put just about any of this in here. You would have had Jack, but I couldn't write anymore ::yawns:: Well, it's 4:47 in the morning. Do you think I'm tired? Anyway, tell me what you think. Pretty please. Plus email me for anything at Rebbie_girl_me@yahoo.com ::grins::