Authors Note: first and foremost, thanks to Brianna, Rachel, Genuine, Stacey, and Steph. Oh, and Rachel, I just wanna say that you are about the cutest thing ever! And I know the storyline gets better, b/c I have written twenty three chapters! I just like to update it slowly to prolong the agony! Cuzz I luv ya!

"Hey, Chris, my parents are going out of town tonight, do you wanna come over for a while?" Gordie asked after school that day.

"Sure what do you wanna do?" Chris asked.

"I dunno. That new werewolf movie is supposed to come on T.V. tonight, we could watch that" Gordie suggested.

"Yeah, I've been wanting to see that." said Chris, who's family couldn't afford a T.V.

"Cool" Gordie replied as they walked out.

"Hey, do you think we'll have time to go over that section we did in English today?" Chris asked "I'm lost"

"Yeah, sure, but then you gotta quiz me for that history make-up test, okay?" Gordie asked.

"Sure" Chris responded, cracking his neck.

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A few hours later, Gordie and Chris sat in the dark watching someone get ripped to death on Gordie's television. Instead of actually sitting on the couch, they had opted to sit on the floor in front of it and lean against it. Chris was halt-sitting, half-lying against it with his legs sprawled out in front of him…Gordie was halfway on top of Chris, who's arm was thrown around Gordie's shoulder. They were both watching the screen intently when something particularly nasty happened and Gordie automatically clenched his eyes closed and looked away.

"Pussy" said Chris, not looking away from the screen.

"Shut-up! That shit's nasty!" said Gordie, who had already recovered, but argued anyways.

"I guess years of looking at your face has made me immune" Chris said in a distracted voice, not looking away from the screen.

"Kiss it" Gordie said right as another particularly gruesome scene came onto the screen. This time Gordie kept it down to a barely perceptible flinch.

"Poor Gordie, he just can't take it, can you, buddy?" Chris asked as he patted Gordie's shoulder.

"Go screw" Gordie responded, not quite sure what he had said, but assuming it was smart-assed, since he had only been half-way listening.

They were silent for a few minutes.

"And I'm NOT a pussy…wanna see?" Gordie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Gordie! You freak!" Chris responded.

"I know, I'm disgusting" Gordie said in a proud voice.

"No…I mean, yeah,…but that's not what I meant…You can't make a comback after there's been an entire conversation!" Chris said.

"Who says" Gordie asked.

"That's just the way it is, you retard" Chris said, flinching at the movie.

"Oh!!! Who's the tough man now?! Looks like my face wasn't quite enough" Gordie said with regret "…want me to go get you a mirror?"

Chris laughed and tightened his arm around Gordie a little, never taking his eyes off the screen. Gordie laughed at himself, settling more firmly into Chris' arm.

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"So, how do you think you did on that History test?" Gordie asked Chris before school the next day.

"I don't know man. I studied for like three hours the night before. I think I did okay…I hope I did, at least. How about you?" Chris asked.

"I think I did okay on it…listen, I have to go do something, okay? I'll see you later" Gordie said suddenly, then walked off.

"Hey there, Chris" Angel said as she walked up to him and rubbed his side suggestively.

"Uh…hi Angel" Chris responded uncomfortably, subtly shifting to the side, and away from her caress, making it clear he did not welcome it.

Unfortunately, Angel didn't take hints very well. She simply scooted closer to Chris and nipped playfully at his ear. Chris jumped back as though he had been scalded. She started walking torward him and he picked up his book bag and held it up in front of him as though to ward her off.

"What's wrong, Chrissy?" Angel asked in a voice as sweet as syrup.

"Nothing…listen, you're a nice girl…but…I'm kind of involved with someone else. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lead you on." Chris said with true regret.

"It's cool. It did seem like I had to work a little to hard for you" Angel said casually.

"Hey, I have a friend I think you would like a lot, his name is Teddy…." Chris said as he walked down the hall with Angel.

Gordie smiled to himself, then turned around and walked the other way.

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Chris, Vern, Teddy, and Gordie were all walking to lunch, talking casually about their classes, and music, and movies, nothing in general, when it happened.

"Nuh-uh, Bridgett Berdeaux is so much hotter!" Teddy said.

"No way! It's Marilyn Monroe all the way! Sincerely! Ask anyone! I've never even heard of no Bridgy Bordo!" Vern exlcaimed

"That's because you suck and you're a fucking retard!" Teddy said, punching Vern in the shoulder.

Chris and Gordie shared a look of resigned ness and shook their head. They started walking a little bit behind them, not enough to be obvious, but enough to be able to have an intelligent conversation.

"So, what's up with Mrs. Wilkins?" Gordie asked.

"I don't know man, she fucking hates me and I don't know why!…Well I mean, she hates me even more than most people." Chris said as an afterthought.

"Maybe because she's a bitch with a crab up her ass?" Gordie suggested, hating that it still upset Chris so much whenever someone new didn't like him.

Whatever, I don't give a f…." Chris was cut off.

"Look, it's the faggot twins again!" The asshole from a few days ago suddenly shouted.

"And they've got their groupies with them today!" the girl beside him exclaimed.

"You know what they say…" the second guy said.

"Safety in numbers!" the ringleader finished.

"Oh, geez! Did you see CC trying to be straight yesterday? It was hysterical!" the girl asked, bursting into laughter.

"I know! We're all pretty used to Fagpants over there being in the closet, but I do believe that was CC's first attempt at normalcy!" the second guy put in.

"But did you hear about this morning, how he shut Angel down? Guess it was a no-go, he must have made up with his bitch." the first guy said with a laugh.

"I know, ever since their 'fight', they've been closer then ever!" the second guy exclaimed, batting his eyelashes.

"I guess, CC was finally able to convince Fagpants that he was the only one he got a boner over! Isn't it sweet?!" the girl exclaimed.

They all burst into laughter, and as they walked past them, one of the boys hit Gordie hard on the back of the head, making him bite his tongue painfully. Teddy and Vern had stopped their conversation long ago and were now staring at Gordie and Chris with concerned expressions on their faces.

"You okay, Gordie?" Vern asked, noticing the blood in the corner of his mouth.

"Shit, Gordie" said Chris, who had looked at Gordie's face at Vern's question.

"Don't worry about it…it hardly hurts." Gordie said, but when he talked, the other three noticed the deep gashes on his tongue, one on top and one on bottom, not to mention the fact that Gordie was swallowing a ton of blood.

"I fucking hate those assholes. I'm gonna fucking kick their asses" said Teddy, who had always had more of a tendency toward violence then the other three.

"Teddy, don't worry, about it, I'm fine…Vern, breath!" Gordie said with a laugh, noticing that Vern had turned pasty white.

"I-I'm f-fine" Vern stuttered, swallowing hard.

"Sure you are buddy" Gordie said, patting him on the shoulder.

Vern, Gordie, and Teddy all noticed at once how silent Chris had been during this exchange, which was weird, seeing as how he was the best comforter out of the lot of them.

"Hey, Chris, don't get upset over those assholes. Vern and I aren't stupid you know. We know you guys aren't faggots, their just assholes." Teddy said sincerely.

"Yeah…assholes" Chris said in a distracted voice.

The four boys all went to the bathroom so that Gordie could rinse his throbbing mouth out with water, soon finding out just how stupid of an idea that was when his tongue started bleeding worse and throbbing more insistently. Chris' severe expression only got more thoughtful as the day went on. After Vern and Teddy had long since gotten over the ordeal, and even Gordie had stopped thinking about it, Chris remained silent and thoughtful.