Well, I'm back again. Dishing out about two to three chapters a night. I'm proud of myself...what with all the distractions and all. I like to make faces...hopefully they all work out on the website. XD I'm so lame tonight. It's late, though, so gimme a break.

Here's Kevin's chapter...of after the kiss.

Chapter Three: I'm So Damn Happy

Kevin had been having problems in the past week. His focus in school had slipped from schoolwork, to girls, to guys. And now, to several certain guys.

It seemed that every class he had that annoying little shrimp Eddy in, he was dead locked on the other's body. He'd grown into a very pretty (if not small) guy, nothing at all like Rolf. But then Rolf would enter his mind. Those lips; powerful, hungry, but timid and shy for him.

He felt almost violated that the first kiss was shared with a friend and not someone who really mattered. Why share something that important with someone who would just toss it to the side like some cheap, quick fuck? Granted they didn't get that far, what if they had? How would Rolf had acted towards him then?

The indigo-haired youth was already avoiding him. The more Kevin observed his best friend, the more he found that he seemed upset. Really upset. But he couldn't figure out why, and Rolf was just...well...avoiding anything to do with him. How was he supposed to fix something he didn't understand?

Even passing by in the hallways, Rolf would have his head down and refuse to look Kevin in the eye. On the bus, the two didn't sit together anymore; it was Rolf with Johnny and Plank, then Kevin with Nazz and the occainsional Sarah.

But even with all of the acts of hate and truancy, the black-haired boy realized that when he wasn't looking, he could feel intense eyes on his back, boring holes into his skull. But just like in grade school, each time he looked up the eyes would retract and find the homework in front of them.

He knew it was Rolf, though. Who else could it be? Nobody else in the class seemed to know he existed..it was only Rolf and him some days. But he realized quickly that he had to be sneaky with his own glances at his head-over-heels crush because of the crusher watching him as much as possible.

But Rolf didn't see it as creepy. He found it depressing to stare at Kevin from afar, not able to do anything about it nor work up the confidence to talk to him about it.

But it was official. The boys were going to figure something out before Fall Homecoming. Maybe they'd go together; they had a good two months before it happened to figure this all out. Upon returning to his small locker, Kevin found a note in Rolf's untidy scrawl.

Meet me IN the locker room ten minutes after football practice.

-Rolf

Though he found himself somewhat disturbed by the thought of after practice...he usually took ten minute showers to rid him of the grease and grime of the field. Though he was happy that at this school they took things more seriously; the football team was one of the big things in the school.

The rest of the school day dragged out for both boys. Kevin constantly worried about what would happen in the locker room after they were the only two in there, and Rolf fretting about how Kevin would react. It was a terrible coincidence that they constantly occupied the other's thoughts, now.

Well, it's not too late. Never too late...

Kevin thought finally, school being over and done with for the day. It was Monday, meaning there were still days to deal with, but for today the wait was over. He almost ran to the locker rooms, changing and being the first out on the Middle School Field.

Following were some upperclassmen that he didn't know, and finally Rolf. During the whole practice, no matter what drill they were running or what excercise they were doing, Rolf was right beside his best friend, and the raven-haired boy felt that it may just be all right.

I'm sorry if this makes no sense. I tried my best to make it fit...but I haven't written anything like this for quite a while...so give me some space for error, please. I'm getting better, definately...so just chill while I work this out.

Songs I listened to while writing this chapter:

Anthem of our Dying Day - Story of the Year

Night Drive - All American Rejects

Apperantly Hover Boards Don't Work On Water - Hawthorne Heights

Happy Song - Styphen Lynch

Yummy Down On This - Bloodhound Gang

Cassie - Flyleaf

A Beautiful Lie - 30 Seconds to Mars