Chapter 4

Ralph walked up to the door and jiggled the handle, first gently, then with frustrating power.

"What are we gunna do now?" Jack asked disappointed, "it's bad enough we spend six and a half hours at school during the day, now we gotta spend the night here too?"

"Err... well, think of it this way, at least we can get a head start on that music test if we practice tonight" Ralph replied, trying to make the best of a bad situation, "that is, if I can find my flute"

Jack walked over to Ralph and placed his hand on Ralph's crotch. "I think I found your flute right here." Jack said seductively, feeling the member swell from being touched. Ralph closed his eyes for a split second, and then pushed Jack off.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Jack?" Ralph yelled.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jack suddenly retorted bitterly.

"I don't care what it is, I don't like it! I'm not gay!"

"Neither am I, but I'm not straight either!"

Ralph blinked, "you're bisexual?"

"...Yeah" Jack answered quietly and reluctantly.

They sat down on the ground in complete silence for a while. The only thing you could hear was the ticking on the second hand on the clock, tick ticking away.

"It's weird" Ralph suddenly spoke up loud enough to be barely audible.

"What is" Jack turned to look at him.

"On the Island" Ralph was only able to cough up a three-word answer.

"What about it?" he asked now curious.

"I used to hate you. I hated you so much that I couldn't even look at you anymore. Over here, it's like none of it ever happened. I actually... like you"

Ralph crawled on all fours over to where Jack was. He places a kiss on his soft teen lips. Jack was taken aback by the sudden movement, but then kissed back. Ralph felt something besides Jacks lips. Ralph then opened his mouth, and accepted Jacks tongue. The two boy's tongues danced over each other's, and explored the others mouth.

Ralph started to explore Jack's body, with his hands. Ralph's right hand found its way over to Jack's waist. Ralph put his hand up Jack's shirt, feeling Jack's six-pack abs. Feeling the muscles on the other teens body excited Ralph, and he let a little moan.

Jack moaned in response. Jack then pulled away from Ralph, and lifted his shirt, and pulling it over his head. Jack exposed is torso to the air, his nipples going hard at the sudden blast of cooler air being ejected from the ventilation system in the room. Ralph reached over to Jack to feel his chest, to let his hands wander over Jack's warm body.

Ralph took off his shit now too; to feed Jack with the same desire that Jack was fueling him with. Ralph wasn't as muscular as Jack, but there was some definite muscular activity going on under his soft, pale flesh.

Both boys were completely hairless, as far as they had seen each other. The two boys started kissing and caressing each other's body with the same nurturing touch. Both boys were being driven wild with passion for each other.

Ralph all of a sudden pushed himself off of Jack.

"What the fuck am I doing?" he asked himself out loud.

"I'd say you were having sex with me." Jack answered Ralph's rhetorical question.

"No!" Ralph shouted. "That's impossible. I'm not a fucking faggot!"

"Well neither am I, in case you forgot," Jack said, now a little agitated at Ralph's last words.

"Well, I'm going to sleep now." Ralph protested. "Don't you dare try anything while I'm sleeping."

"Okay," Jack answered. "I'll leave you alone, on the other side of the room, then."

Ralph crawled over to the other side of the room, and cured up into a little ball and fell asleep. Jack sat and watched him from the other side of the room. He watched Ralph's eyelids slowly fall over his beautiful cinnamon eyes. He watched as his hairless torso rose and fell with his steady breath. He watched Ralph until he himself fell asleep.

"What the hell?" Ms. Berg shouted as she walked into the classroom.

There was Jack and Ralph curled into a passionate embrace, sleeping. Ralph stared to stir.

"What the hell, Jack? I told you to stay away from me, to NOT sleep with me like that."

Jack was wide awake now, neither boy aware of the teacher in the room.

"You're the one that came over and slept with me! I watched you last night. You were sleeping, and you crawled your way over to me, and put your arms around me."

"Excuse me boys," The boys jumped, now aware that there was someone else in the room. "What are you doing here?"

This wouldn't be the first time Jack was caught on school property engaged in some sort of sensual or sexual activity, so this didn't surprise her much.

"Oh, Ms. Berg!" Ralph grabbed his shirt and quickly put it on. "We came back last night to get my flute, because I left it here, and I needed to practice for today's test. The wind blew the door shut, and it locked and ..." Ralph was panicking. Jack just sat up slowly. He noticed that Ms. Berg was checking him out.

She sighed shaking her head, "Okay Jack this is the fourth time in your history at this school where we have caught you engaging in inappropriate behavior with other students at this school. Come see me after school, we'll call your parents"

She left the room; after all, school didn't start for another two hours.

"You've been caught doing what four times at the school with other students?" Ralph asked in confusion, almost mimicking Ms. Berg's voice.

"Stuff" Jack replied, unwilling to say anymore.

"What stuff, tell me" Ralph was being persistent, and was unknowingly setting off Jack's nerves.

"STUFF, OKAY? Now go shove off and out of my business!" Jack suddenly hissed between his teeth.

"Okay, don't get all angry, I didn't do anything!" He crossed his arms and pouted sitting on a chair. "Why are you so angry all of a sudden, I didn't do anything wrong!"

"It's not that, it's just that I'm going to get in trouble again, this isn't the first time I've been in trouble at this school and the headmaster said that if I get in trouble one more time, I'll be expelled"

"Oh... but you didn't do anything wrong! How can you get in trouble? "

Jack grinned, "Oh, I believe we were both just caught sleeping together in the music room by a teacher"

Sarcasm was ringing throughout Jack's voice. It was unmistakable. It was clear he was going to be in trouble, but was he really going to get expelled for the smallest of things?

Ralph thought quietly, playing with the end of his shirt when it hit him. "The stuff you were doing those other four times, were you having sex in the school?"

Jack didn't answer.

"You did, didn't you?"

"So what if I did? It's none of your business"

Jack got up and walked out of the music room quietly. Ralph sat there thinking; should he go after him or let him cool off?

The day went by painfully slow; minutes seemed like hours and the heat of the day was affecting all the students who sat in class, fidgeting in their seats, dying of heat. Some of the students sat in their chairs fanning themselves. The air conditioning in the school had blown a fuse; it would be at least a week before they would feel the cold, recycled air from the fans again.

This was history class. A very boring class to Ralph, he leaned to the right and whispered to Laura, who had ended up in the same class as him.

"Did you see Jack today?" He asked curiously, a bit worried that Jack was angry at him.

"Yeah. He seemed to be in a REALLY bad mood" she replied shrugging, "I wonder why though"

"I might have gotten him mad"

"Huh? How?" Laura was now giving Ralph her full attention.

"I got locked in with him in the music room last night...n' some stuff happened" He was blushing.

Laura grinned, "I hope I'm not taking this the wrong way...so what happened?"

"Well erm... the teacher came in and we were caught, he got in trouble, I don't understand why, and when I figured it out, I asked him if it was true, and he got angry" his voice was as low as a whisper, he didn't want to catch anybody's attention.

"Figure out what was true?" Ralph had lost Laura through his quick and vague explanation.

"Did he get caught having sex in the school before?"

"...Maybe... yeah"

"How do you know? You weren't involved were you?"

"No. But it caused me and him to have a fight"

"Why?" Ralph was now curious.

"I don't want to talk about it in history class, we both have a spare after this, we'll talk then".

The bell rang. Many people came flooding through the halls as if they were in a rush to get to class, though many weren't and just wanted to beat the crowds. Laura and Ralph walked, being pushed around until the halls became desolate and empty.

Laura sat down, Ralph soon joined.

"So what was so important you didn't want to talk about it in class?" he asked now really curious to hear what Laura had to say.

Laura pulled out a rectangular object covered in black velvet, when she uncovered them, they were a deck of black tarot cards. She smiled and began to place the cards face down in a lovely arrangement, the cards in the middle face up, being focused on.

"You see these cards?" she pointed to the three of them face up.

"Yes. What does this have to do with anything?"

"These are La mort, La tour and l'imbécile"

"What?" Ralph blinked, "I'm no good at French"

"It means, Death, the tower, and the fool, they're not good cards to pull out of a deck"

"Oh, I see, so what does this have to do with Jack?"

Laura laughed, "Impatient are we? Let me get to the point, this is what I pulled last night, nothing bad happened last night right?"

"Actually, you could say something did, yes"

"Hmn... I thought so..." Laura looked at Ralph and then took all the cards and handed them to Ralph, "would you mind shuffling this? I want to see something"

Ralph, although confused obliged and shuffled them well, "can you really tell what's going to happen with these cards?"

"I know this sounds weird, but yes... I can. I've done it before... I do it all the time" She avoided eye contact, and began to pick up her cards from the floor and then grinned "It's a gift"

"I see. You must be a good... what are you?" He then blushed when he realized how insulting that sounded and was quick to apologize.

Laura burst out laughing, "I'm ... Laugh ...a ... Laugh ... Practitioner of the ... the Laugh dark arts" She couldn't help it, she couldn't even finish her sentence without laughing in-between words, "Do you know how stupid that sounds out loud?"

Ralph turned crimson, "get on with it".

Laura then suddenly became very quiet. She looked beyond Ralph and stared. It wasn't too long before Ralph realized Laura was listening into something. He quieted down to listen too, and he began to hear a familiar voice. One he recognized, not just the voice, but the tone it was being used in. The voice began to argue with another, first throwing the most modest insults and then growing more obscene as time went on.

"I don't care! I don't want you even LOOKING at him. He's mine!"

"What do you mean YOURS? You aren't even going out with him! How can he be yours then?"

"Because ...well... SHUT UP! You mother fucking piece of shit"

Ralph then began to think about what had happened that morning. It was jack's voice he knew that for sure... but who could the other voice possibly be? He heard this voice somewhere... The somewhere he had heard it was the island.

Roger.

Could Jack possibly be fighting with Roger over Ralph?