Smiling casually Phil rocked back on his chair. He had the most amazing brown eyes, and his brown hair was highlighted with a shade of red that blended in just right. His hair was spiked up into all directions and his skin was pale, but had a tone that made him stand out, to me anyway. He had a plain sense of style, nice shirts, usually with a logo or band name on them, with some jeans or plain trousers. He looked amazing, which was why at 16 it was a surprise to me that he had never had a girlfriend.
I leaned on the table, sucking up diet Soda from a Java Lava cup. My red hair lay messily around my head, it was no longer curly. It seemed over time it straightened itself out. My green eyes stared in wonder at my friend in front of me. I wore my usual clothes, rather similar to Phil's style. I wasn't as originality-mad as I used to be. But I did customise everything, like my jeans and my jackets. At 15 I'd never had a girlfriend either, but that was because of a totally different reason.
Phil and I had become lot closer friends over the past few years. We both still have a love for all things gross and a love for rock music too. We still hang out with all our others friends though, in fact that's what we were doing sitting at the Java Lava.
Chuckie was already here, at 17 he still works for his dad. His hair has gotten shorter but still quite messy. His glasses cover his brown eyes. He still wears plain button shirts, long sleeves. He went through this horrible depression stage last year; the sleeves cover the cuts they left. He became pretty quiet again. Hiding himself away from us. He's very obedient to his Dad, which is why he still works here.
Lil was also here, talking to Chuckie at the counter. She turned really pretty; I don't look at girls like that though. She still looks like Phil (explains why she's pretty), she has her brown hair lying loosely on her shoulders. Her brown eyes were like Phil's, but not so beautiful. She had become a lot more stylish, wearing designer gear from expensive shops. She was going out with Chuckie at the moment, they have been on and off going out over the past 6 years now.
Tommy's not around anymore, since what happened a few years back he's been living at military school. I sometimes go to see him, without Phil knowing, he would hate it if he knew. Tommy was the reason that Phil almost died back when he was 11. But we're trying to put that behind us now.
Kimi's just got here, showing of her new outfit to Phil. I think Kimi fancies him too. She always flirts with him, but he's too dumb to notice. Kimi grew her black hair long, which she ties into a long plait each morning. She usually wears clothes that are Japanese, or have something to do with Japan on them. She's been dating a few guys from our school over the past few years, but no one seriously. Right now she's single and she doesn't work here at the Java Lava anymore, she said she spends too much time there as it is.
Angelica and Suzie have started hanging around with us more again; they're both 18 and have just turned up. Angelica just got a nose job; she thinks it's the best thing ever. It's okay, but I'm against plastic surgery unless it makes people's lives seriously better. Angelica didn't need it she's pretty anyway. She's a lot nicer to us than she used to be as well. She puts brown highlights in her blonde hair now, and tries everyway to make herself look beautiful.
Suzie's the opposite. She buys her clothes from thrift shops and charity stores. She wears a little make-up but never goes over the top with it. Her head is covered with hair extensions, which look amazing when it's complete. Suzie and Angelica are best friends now, they became really close after Angelica's old friends started to bully her. I know what that's like it's never nice. Angelica's becoming more like Suzie now, she's a lot more polite now anyway.
So here we all were, sitting at the Java Lava. Chuckie had just finished his shift and we were all getting ready to go out.
"So we're going bowling now?" Phil made clear. With so many people with different personalities bowling is the only thing we can agree on these days.
"Yep, but don't worry, I'll go easy on you," Lil said laughing at her brother.
"Nah, It's Dil you got to look out for," Phil said, "He's a master now." I didn't think I was amazing, but Phil sure seemed to think so.
"Little Dil can't even lift the heavy balls," Angelica laughed.
"Ah but I have… the secret weapon!" I said, pulling some karate style movements.
"Yeah well we can beat you guys easy!" Lil said.
"No way," Phil argued.
"Want to bet on that Deville?" Angelica asked.
"Sure, $5 says Dil and I can beat you and Lil," Phil said.
"Guys, should we really be betting? It'll ruin the game," Suzie said.
"$5? Make it 10 and we're on," Angelica said ignoring Suzie.
"What about us then?" Chuckie asked.
"Chuck, want to be on our team?" Lil asked her boyfriend.
"Hey!" Angelica said to her partner.
"I'll be on your team then," Kimi said to Phil.
"What about Suzie?" I asked.
"Don't worry Dil I'm sitting out of this," Suzie said. Just then the bus stopped in front of us and we all jumped on.
"Strike!" Phil screamed, "Alright! I knew you'd win it for us!" He jumped in the air and high fived me.
"It's not over yet, Philip, don't get too excited," Lil said miserably.
"You guys can't come back from that score!" Kimi said pointing at the screen.
"It's Chuckie's fault," Angelica said to Lil.
"Lillian! You're up!" Phil sang.
"Yeah yeah," Lil said getting up for her teams last bowl.
"8? Is that all?" Phil teased.
"Would you quit it Philip it's not funny anymore!" Lil screamed in his face, then sitting back down.
"That was harsh," a depressed sounding Angelica said, "Here's the money," she dug into her pocket pulling out $10 and placing it in Phil's hands, I was almost surprised she actually stuck to her word.
"Thanks," I said, "You guys want to eat now?"
"We already ate before we came," Suzie said, talking for Angelica too.
"We've eaten," said Chuckie, including Lil.
"I ate earlier too," Kimi said grabbing her bags.
"You and me then?" Phil said to me.
"Cool, knew there had to be a reason for this money!" I smiled. Everyone got their stuff together and left we walked out with them but got a bite to eat in the burger bar next to the bowling alley.
"Lil seemed pretty upset didn't she," I said biting into my burger.
"Yeah, she's probably got something on her mind," he said. As he spoke I watched him. I looked back at my food quickly, remembering what Suzie had told me.
"Dil, you're so obvious! Everyone can see it! Well except Phil of course." Apparently everyone can see I like Phil a lot more than a usual friend. That's what made me tell Phil, that I was gay, just in case he noticed or someone said something. I didn't tell him I fancied him though. He asked, I denied it.
"What's up?" Phil asked, probably noticing me not looking at him.
"Err nothing." I muttered.
"You're being quiet again," he told me.
"Nah I'm not," I said acting my usual self.
"What's the time?" Phil asked trying to look at my watch. He took my arm and pulled it round, "9:15? It's gotten late quickly," I took my arm back and rubbed it a little. I always felt nervous when Phil touched me.
"Yeah, you can see it's dark out," I said looking out the window.
"I guess we'd better head home after this," Phil took one last bite of his burger, "I hope I don't have to be home quickly."
"It's raining!" I said just before we left.
"Run to the bus stop then! It's just down there!" Phil replied we started running through the empty street holding our jackets over our heads. We got to the bus stop and sat down under the shelter. I stood up again and checked the times.
"10 minutes! We must have just missed one," I said returning to my seat.
"You can never trust those things anyway, one will be along in a minute," Phil said. There was a long pause. I couldn't help but look at Phil. He smiled back. He had some drops of rain running down his face. He kept smiling. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I knew what I was thinking. I couldn't help it I loved him so much.
Suddenly, I lost control of myself. I never thought I'd do it, but I did. I kissed him, but the surprising thing was, he kissed me back. It felt great, until he pulled away. His expression was sheer horror. I could see in his eyes.
"What are you doing to me?" he said shaking. He looked away; he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He said nothing more we sat in silence again.
"Phil, I…I didn't mean to…" I tried to explain.
Phil just shook his head, "Don't speak to me now Dil," he said in an ashamed tone. We waited for the bus. I couldn't bear to look at him. He seemed in quite a state; his face was red and he was shaking. We sat on the bus, on the same seat. We still hadn't looked each other in the eye. Why was I so stupid? The bus stopped at the corner of our road and we both got off.
"I'll see you later?" I said in a questionable voice.
"What are you trying to do to me?" He said in a more aggressive tone. He had his hand on my shoulder and was right up in my face.
"I don't know," I muttered, "I just thought…"
"I'm not gay," he said in a cocky voice, "What? What would even make you think that?"
I looked at his eyes, and then I looked at his hand that rest on my shoulder. He immediately took it away and took a step back.
"Look, it's getting late, I'll talk to you tomorrow," he said walking away, "And you'd better not tell anyone about that," he yelled.
I didn't tell anyone of course but it was on my mind. I spent the rest of the evening alone in my room. As I slept I dreamed of him, but not a usual nice dream. He was aggressive and angry, not how I'd ever seen him. But then, behind this closed door, he was crying. It felt is as seeing into his life. I knew he didn't mean to be aggressive. I knew it was my fault Phil felt so bad. I woke up a lot earlier than usual. I was so glad it wasn't a school day. I sat up from then on thinking of ways I can sort out Phil's problem. But I didn't know what the problem really was. I needed to speak to him so badly. If only I could understand what he was thinking.