Chapter One: The Beginning

I guess your wondering who I am, right? Well, my name is Cody Martin and this year I'll be in tenth grade. To most that'd be exciting, only having three years of school left, but to me, well, it's not. You see, I really like school. Even if I get called a geek by Zack. Zack is my brother. We are just like you and your brother probably, except that we're twins living in a hotel. I think its fun, but anyway, back to the point.

I started High School last year. 3 months before 9th grade was over I was forced to change schools due to major bullying. I mean, I've always gotten bullied, but it got bad...really bad, and I ended up in the hospital.

I went to ninth grade in this school for only three months, so i don't know alot of people. Today's a day to make friends. I wish Zack was here, but after all, he had no reason to change schools, and its not like he fooled with me at school anyway.

But thats okay, because like I said, I started a new school, I can make new friends. So enough of the boring part.

It was second period now and I took my place in class. I was always there first, so I watched as the seats around me slowly filled before the tardy bell. I noticed only a few seats remained open after the bell had rung.

"Hello, I'll be your Math teacher this year,my name is-"

The teacher was cut off by the sound of the large door opening and a student slipping in.

"I got lost." The boy was skinny with blonde hair that slightly curled up at the tips, oh yeah, and he had a tan I'd kill for. He was wearing a yellow American Eagle shirt, faded jeans, Vans, a necklace made of some kind of weird rocks, and a back pack hanging off his back.

This was Christian. I had been in his Science class with him last year.He took a seat just behind me and my stomach felt weird. I hated this part.

For some reason, I always get nervous when he is around. I just get butterflies in my stomach and my mouth goes dry. I have no explanation for why, so I only wonder.

Your probably thinking that I'm gay. Well, if so, then your wrong. I'm not gay.So what if I get nervous when another boy is around? He makes me look fairly ugly when he sits beside me because he looks so damn good. Okay, so maybe I think he looks good. So what? You still can't call me gay. I mean, I get nervous around girls too... So I'm not gay.

I heard the teacher stop talking and realized everyone was taking their notebooks and pencils out so I did the same.

"Um, hey dude?" I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned and saw Christian looking back at me.

"Yeah?" I asked trying to sound normal, although my heart was beating so fast that it hurt my ribs.

"Can I borrow a pencil?" He asked.

I instantly stuffed my hand in my book bag and withdrew a lead pencil. It was red.

"Sure." I said reaching him the pencil.

I can't describe how I felt when his hand brushed mine during the pencil exchange. All I know is that I had a strange feeling between the legs. A good feeling.

I also know something else. Even though no one can call me gay, no one can call me straight either...

A/N- Okay, so this story IS gonna be slash, you don't like it, don't read it. But PLEASE no flames either. Also this is in the rated M section for a reason. Because its for mature people. So if you can't handle it, please don't read it. lol. But I hope you like it, and please comment. Thank you.