I walked quickly to my dorm room from Fulton's. There was a smile on my
face that I know shined to everyone I walked passed. It made me feel great
to know that Fulton feels the same way about me that I do about him.
I opened the door to my room and walked in slowly. Adam laid on his bed, stomach down and his head in the direction of my bed. If I listened carefully enough I could hear the slight snoring sound he made when breathing in. His mouth hung open and drool was slowly dripping onto his pillow.
I walked to where he was and picked up the text books and his notebooks that were around his body. It was just like Adam to do his homework on a Friday night when he was drained from school and hockey practice.
There was an ace bandage wrapped around his right wrist. Portman hit him into the boards during our scrimmage and I swear I could hear a cracking of a bone come before Adam screamed after landing on the ice.
I covered him with the blanket my mother had sown for him. It always lay for decoration at the end of his bed, but was folded neatly and placed in a box underneath it when he went to sleep. He always said he never wanted to ruin the blanket by sleeping wrapped up in it. At the moment I didn't care because my friend brought his left arm into his body for warmth and he needed to be covered.
I heard a sigh come from Adam and turned around to get ready to go out with Fulton. I took my brush off my night stand and ran it through my hair quickly to get the knots out. I walked to my closet and looked for something nice to wear for Fulton. Not finding anything I moved to Adam's and borrowed a shirt of his.
I had just finished looking getting ready and was looking in the mirror when I heard a light rasp on the door. I walked swiftly towards it and opened it to see Fulton. He was dressed in all black and his hair was back in a clip he had borrowed from Julie during practice.
"So, what do you say to a movie before the coaster?" he asked loudly and I shushed him fast. I pointed to where Adam lay and gestured for him to move out into the hall.
"You paying?" I asked jokingly. We walked together down the hall to the stairwell. "What do you want to see?" I asked opening the door and waiting for my boyfriend to walk through it.
"We'll go to the 'Last Samurai' and make out in the back of the theater. How does that sound?" He asked looking back to me as he walked down the steps in front of me.
"Sounds like a plan, Stan." I laughed and followed him out of the dorm building. We walked together to the bus stop and sat down on the bench. I laughed when he put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me but then moved quickly into the way all guys sit.
One leg was extended out in front of him with the other bent at his knee and his foot on the floor. He was careening on the corner of the bench, his back creating a triangle with the back of the bench and the arm rest.
We talked about practice that day and about Adam's new injury until the bus came. When it wheeled up in front of us we stood and boarded it. I was the first on and looked around. I examined the people already on it and then looked for two seats together. I walked to the back where the four seats ran across with Fulton on my heels.
"Can I hold your hand?" I whispered my question to him. I was sitting next to the window and Fulton was on my right. I turned to see his face and saw him looking down at our hands. He scooped my hand into his own and placed them between our bodies.
It was a romantic thing for Fulton to do. We discussed not telling anyone and both of us agreed to it. I'm not ready for the whole school to know I'm gay and neither is he. I know there'd be people who'd accept us but I also know there will be people who won't and people who will criticize us for who we are.
Some Ducks would turn their backs on us. Portman is homophobic as is Julie, Connie, Luis, and Averman. I don't think Dwayne really knows what gay means and while Russ will explain it to him he still won't understand.
I know most of the Ducks will be with me through my life. Adam and Jesse will always be my best friends and Fulton will always be with me, whether as a friend or my boyfriend. Russ will be on my side, Ken, and Goldberg, and Guy, and Dwayne will always be here for me, too.
At fourteen I'm starting to figure out who I'll know for the rest of my life and I'm starting to know life's secrets of love and devotion. I'm amazed by what I can learn in a few hours from one man.
I opened the door to my room and walked in slowly. Adam laid on his bed, stomach down and his head in the direction of my bed. If I listened carefully enough I could hear the slight snoring sound he made when breathing in. His mouth hung open and drool was slowly dripping onto his pillow.
I walked to where he was and picked up the text books and his notebooks that were around his body. It was just like Adam to do his homework on a Friday night when he was drained from school and hockey practice.
There was an ace bandage wrapped around his right wrist. Portman hit him into the boards during our scrimmage and I swear I could hear a cracking of a bone come before Adam screamed after landing on the ice.
I covered him with the blanket my mother had sown for him. It always lay for decoration at the end of his bed, but was folded neatly and placed in a box underneath it when he went to sleep. He always said he never wanted to ruin the blanket by sleeping wrapped up in it. At the moment I didn't care because my friend brought his left arm into his body for warmth and he needed to be covered.
I heard a sigh come from Adam and turned around to get ready to go out with Fulton. I took my brush off my night stand and ran it through my hair quickly to get the knots out. I walked to my closet and looked for something nice to wear for Fulton. Not finding anything I moved to Adam's and borrowed a shirt of his.
I had just finished looking getting ready and was looking in the mirror when I heard a light rasp on the door. I walked swiftly towards it and opened it to see Fulton. He was dressed in all black and his hair was back in a clip he had borrowed from Julie during practice.
"So, what do you say to a movie before the coaster?" he asked loudly and I shushed him fast. I pointed to where Adam lay and gestured for him to move out into the hall.
"You paying?" I asked jokingly. We walked together down the hall to the stairwell. "What do you want to see?" I asked opening the door and waiting for my boyfriend to walk through it.
"We'll go to the 'Last Samurai' and make out in the back of the theater. How does that sound?" He asked looking back to me as he walked down the steps in front of me.
"Sounds like a plan, Stan." I laughed and followed him out of the dorm building. We walked together to the bus stop and sat down on the bench. I laughed when he put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me but then moved quickly into the way all guys sit.
One leg was extended out in front of him with the other bent at his knee and his foot on the floor. He was careening on the corner of the bench, his back creating a triangle with the back of the bench and the arm rest.
We talked about practice that day and about Adam's new injury until the bus came. When it wheeled up in front of us we stood and boarded it. I was the first on and looked around. I examined the people already on it and then looked for two seats together. I walked to the back where the four seats ran across with Fulton on my heels.
"Can I hold your hand?" I whispered my question to him. I was sitting next to the window and Fulton was on my right. I turned to see his face and saw him looking down at our hands. He scooped my hand into his own and placed them between our bodies.
It was a romantic thing for Fulton to do. We discussed not telling anyone and both of us agreed to it. I'm not ready for the whole school to know I'm gay and neither is he. I know there'd be people who'd accept us but I also know there will be people who won't and people who will criticize us for who we are.
Some Ducks would turn their backs on us. Portman is homophobic as is Julie, Connie, Luis, and Averman. I don't think Dwayne really knows what gay means and while Russ will explain it to him he still won't understand.
I know most of the Ducks will be with me through my life. Adam and Jesse will always be my best friends and Fulton will always be with me, whether as a friend or my boyfriend. Russ will be on my side, Ken, and Goldberg, and Guy, and Dwayne will always be here for me, too.
At fourteen I'm starting to figure out who I'll know for the rest of my life and I'm starting to know life's secrets of love and devotion. I'm amazed by what I can learn in a few hours from one man.