Oh , fuzzy damnation! Yes, I know that makes no sence, but I'm running out of curse words. I treid posting this on and it didn't work, so here I am trying again! Good news? I GOT A LOT MORE REVIEWS! And that, makes me really fucking happy! So here you go, gals and guys!
Lizzy: Doll, you're so gangsta they named a gang after you. Your bands rock, majorly, I just know its. Jake lurve is coming, I guess, maybe it's from Michael! OPPPS! Or Marco? Hmmm…I dunno, you'll have to see I'm tying not to jump on you for jumping on the boy for wearing that shirt, but it is pretty mesmorising, ins't it? Sigh, I love Michael! Oh and Brian is an asshole! I can't stand what he;s doing to Justin! But I'm glad Brandon, the new hot blonde guy, has finally taken over as the hottest guy! Love ya!
Azure: I'm gonna call you Azury! Cause I always like Y at the end of things for some odd reason: Jakey, Mikey. Lol, anyways, onto the review! Ryan and Marco are husband and wife, they just don't realize it yet. Yes, well, I tried eating like that once and wel… it wasn't pretty, Food was everywhere, but I was like, fuck It, Marco can do it instead. And I guess I pulled it off. I'm glad you love my Marco, I love him too! YAY FOR MARCO LOVE!
Starry-Eyez888: Obesession? Yes, you will love my story. Pet my story. LOL. But really, you like it? Im glad. Hope you like this one too
UnnoticedReality: Hey, a new reviewer! And I love the happiness in your writing! My fingers are magic, are they? I should tell that one to boys, Heh, Hell, I do write non stop, but I up date every firday, so you know to look out for then! Ryan is a sweetie, isn't he? I'm dying for him to be with Marco too, but I dunno, will they? There will be distractions! I'm really shocked that you all like the hot red skirt action with sleepy jake action! I might make this a regular thing. Well, I will review, so I hope you do too! Oh and I fucking love the name
Hey guys, I'm so….SAD! AND IN PAIN! I HAD A ROOT CANAL AND TO SHOW MY AGONY I'M WRING IN BIG CAPS! IT WAS HORRIBLE, WHY IS SOMETHING BAD ALWAYS HAPPENING TO ME? BUT YOU GUYS MAKE ME FEEL BETTER SO HERE. OH AND I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'LL CARE OR NOT, BUT I HAVE A NEW STORY CMMING CALLED "FEVERISH" AND IT'S LIKE THIS ONE. Incept a little different. But I's like this one a lot, a lot of OOC Marco, and new characters. Sorry, I just had to stop using caps locks, they annoy me like hell and a runny nose, So HERE. Enjoy!
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the door way
I went out in the rain and suddenly everything changed,they're spreading
Blankets on the beach
Yours was the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you…
Chapter 15: First day of my life
"Hello there, long time no see" Pete said as he sat down besides Ryan at the dock the ocean hissed behind them, licking an ice cream cone, strawberry, and looking him up and down," You've changed"
"Is this a good thing or a bad?" Ryan asked, uneasily.
"It's a good thing" Pete replied, his black hair swept up behind his black sun glasses and his tie neatly tucked under a vest with a button down white shirt. He wore a pair of pin stripe pants and classically enough, a black umbrella. He looked like a boy Mary Poppins. "Well, are you going to stand there or give me a hug?"
Ryan reached over and hugged the rather classy boy before stealing his ice cream cone," I remember the first time we did this together"
"Yeah, wasn't it fun?" Pete smiled," I have big news actually. I heard about your painting, it's wonderful by the way. The question everywhere is who exactly is that majestic boy in the picture"
"Oh, you already know the answer Pete, remember, you were there when I got the idea for it" Ryan smiled, licking the cone. Pete visibly winced just a little bit before limbering up and smirking," Yeah, I do". He snaked an arm around Ryan's jeans jacket clad shoulders and winked," Best day of my life"
Pete and Ryan sat at the steps of the school, Pete musing over how he was going to write a poem that would change history and Ryan fretting over his well being." You're going to get jumped, they don't like you"
"Let me handle that" Pete said dryly," Does it look like I'm afraid of some homophobe boy that still likes boys and his obvious next date rape?"
"Well, yeah" Ryan answered.
"Well, I'm not. You may have earned your credit around this school and that's all fine and dandy, but don't worry about me Ryan, worry about yourself" Pete said as he pulled the pen from behind his ears and began to write some rhyming words down," What I need to focus on is the poem that I need for the scholarship"
"You'll be fine" Ryan said, rather despondent," Why can't I just worry about you?"
"Ryan, I'm fine." Pete said as he turned around to face him, his brown eyes shining," Now please help me with the poem… I need a picture perfect title, something wonderful…"
"My Fair Fantasy" Ryan said as he closed his eyes.
Pete breathed in for a second, rubbing Ryan's head," I knew you could do it"
"Why?" Ryan asked tiredly.
"You know the answer to that" Pete said as he got up with his things and bent over and kissed him on the cheek teasingly," You saved me from the big bad Nate Hopkins, you're my best friend and you're like madly in love with me and my charming poetic ways."
People watched this recital as they walked up the steps as Ryan got up and followed Pete inside the school. Later that day Pete was out numbered 5 to 1 since Ryan wasn't there.
"You should've let me help you" Ryan sighed out.
"You worry too much" Pete wagged his finger at him.
"You broke your arm"
"And look where I am now, happily coiled with you"
"You're a pain in my ass"
" But I'm a good pain…" Pete winked," I won…"
"Wait, what?"
"I won" Pete repeated. "The poem, it won first prize, I got in!"
Ryan engulfed him into a hug before letting go," I never even heard it"
"It's the missing piece…"
"What do you mean?"
"In My Fair Fantasy Ryan, you drew with such accuracy, such passion, we both know who that boy was…so when I wrote the poem it's like I just tuned into you and it just flowed out so purely…we were both thinking alike"
"Can I hear the poem?" Ryan asked meekly.
"Of course" Pete said as he closed his eyes. He recited it by heart
"My Fair Fantasy,
chilling down to the very bone
The words that dare not pass my lips.
I especially am cold, sprawled out upon a river black
With roses and a soul so black
No wonder I ended up here
A helping hand to raise me high
And shoulder soft to which I cry
And pinkish lips through which I lie
Before the rock on which I lie
Sometimes it's simple, my fantasy
Sometimes I dream my fancy
Would someone resurrect and dance with me?
Well I never said this fantasy…
Was a delight
Rising, falling, my voice is not one to be caught quick
And now I realize that I'm sick
And dying and dying and dying…"
Pete's voice cracked.
"And dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying…
Meekly, this is true
My fair fantasy
Counting the roses off with me
He loves me so
He love me not
He love me so
He loves me not
This game we had was all for naught
He saved me so
My fantasy,
Not this dream A fantasy
Goodnight lover…
My fair fantasy…"
Pete smiled at Ryan." My fair fantasy"
Before he could make another word out Ryan kissed him so hard they both fell off the dock.
Marco sat down in front of the kitchen table with pictures and papers in his hand, a knife blade to his left and glue on his right, finishing up a scrap book that he was making to give as a birthday present to Jake for his 15th birthday. Just then the phone rang, once he heard the voice he smiled warmly," Hello there ty"
"Hey Marco, I just have to say you did a wonderful job on that review of the Art Gallery, especially the interview you gave to that Saunders kid, brilliant"
"I know" Marco sighed out.
"Which is why me and the rest of the staff got you these two tickets to the ballroom waltz this Saturday" Tyler continued on the other end," You and whoever else of your choosing. Think of it as an early Christmas present"
"Wow…" Marco trailed off," You're serious?"
"Hell yeah, you really deserve this. Take it, before I change my mind" Tyler said.
"Well, yeah, of course I'll take em"
"Perfect, I'll mail them to you. And of course I want a full report on that too, in by Monday if you can" Tyler said before hanging up. Marco smiled at the phone before his face dropped, who was he going to go with?
Pete smiled with wet happiness as he waded in the water, Ryan cursing as he paddled over towards him. "I knew you'd understand"
"I'm sorry…I don't know what came over me…" Ryan said as he tried to stay above the surface.
Pete laughed and grabbed his hand;" You can't swim can you?"
"Not to save my life" Ryan puffed out.
"Perfect" Pete replied as he dived under and disappeared.
"Pete…Pete, stop kidding around, I mean it…" Ryan sighed out, water filling his nose, he spit out the little once that was in his mouth," Pete I woa-" He felt someone grab him by his legs and pull him under. Through the watery vision of salt stinging his eyes he watched as Pete danced around in the water, doing back strokes under water and waving at him. He moved his hands in a gesture that meant come to him and Ryan barely responded, about to open his mouth when he forgot he was under water and pushed his way over to him instead. He watched as Pete put his hand over his mouth and then moved his hands around in a circle. Ryan blankly looked at him before he snatched his hands and pulled him further down. Ryan grunted as some air escaped his lips but couldn't do anything about it.
Jake sat by the telephone, waiting for it to ring. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a white button down shirt, his hair wildly all over the place, he beamed internally. Finally, it rang. Eagerly he picked it up." Hello?"
"Happy birthday sweetheart…"
Jake frowned, that wasn't Michael…that was…
"Mom?"
Marco openedthe door after the fifth ring to see two extremely wet boys standing at the door, Ryan wet as hell and some other boy wiping water off of his glasses and umbrella." I'm sure there's a joke in here somewhere, but I'll save it for later" Marco said as Ryan went past him, followed by Pete.
"You know Ry, you were the one that knocked us in in the first place, I should be angry at you" Pete said calmly.
Ryan sighed," Shh…"
"Oh, yeah. Right, I forgot." Pete chided himself before turning around," Hello there, by your handsome Italian tan and curly black hair you must be the Marco I've been hearing about"
Marco smiled," And by the airy stature, umbrella and current voice flow you must be the Pete that I've heard about"
They shook hands while Ryan sat down onto the couch." You didn't have to walk me home you know Pete, I was fine"
"Before or after you began choking up seaweed?" Pete smiled as he patted him on the head," I'm sorry that I dragged you across the docks, I just wanted to show you the coral and things, and it's like my best spot to write"
"I know…" Ryan murmured again." I'm going to go take a shower, I smell like jellyfish and…"
"Peppermints?" Pete smirked.
"NO" Ryan said quickly, which earned him a bemused look from Pete and a confused one from Marco," I was going to say shit"
"Good call" Pete replied as Ryan walked up the steps.
Pete smiled at Marco while sipping a cup of tea, stirring it around with his fingers and then sticking it into his mouth, making a face." It's hot"
"Yeah, I know" Marco said as he sat down next to him," It's nice to finally meet you Pete, I heard you're quite the badass"
"Ahh, Nate Hopkins huh?" Pete smiled," Yeah, that whole locker room scenario was fun."
"You know he's completely enamored by you" Marco said slowly
"Me?" Pete asked, smirking again," No, he's not. Natalie is his life"
"Not from where I'm standing" Marco said, sipping his tea casually.
Pete rolled his eyes happily," More like you, even before he met you, he was always talking about your articles"
"You read them?" Marco asked hopefully.
"No" Pete replied, when he saw Marco's face he added," He never would let me touch it, he said I might get some stains on it or something"
Marco laughed," He's not a neat freak here"
"And he wasn't a neat freak back then either" Pete smirked again; Marco mentally tagged him as a smirker.
"So, I heard you wrote a poem" Marco continued,
"Yeah, it got critical acclaim, I won actually" Pete sipped the tea slowly, cautiously.
"Wonderful, what's it called?" Marco asked clueless.
"My…Fair fantasy" Pete said as he looked down at the table.
"Oh, it has the same title as Ryan's picture that won" Marco smiled," Isn't that strange"
"Yeah, it is…umm, can you point me towards the bathroom, I think I swallowed too much of that sea water" Pete asked nervously, getting up.
"Oh, straight up stairs, you can't miss it" Marco said, also getting up," Do you want me to show you?"
"No!" Pete said quickly as Ryan had earlier.
Marco raised his eyebrows," Okay…then I go check on Jakey"
"You have a brother?" Pete asked as he began walking away
"No, a son" Marco said as he turned around.
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