Author's Note: Thanks so much for your response to this. As always, things are going to probably get worse before they get better, well at least for some of them. You'll see, thanks for sticking it out.
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Chapter 15: Have some fun?
"You my friend," Rick walked out onto the deck, where Scooter was standing the next morning, "are out of it. What's going on?"
"I had sex with Colleen," He sighed.
"Nice," Rick nodded. Scooter shook his head. "Not nice, wait, what day is it?"
"Tuesday," Scooter looked at him, "Why?"
"Damn, Julie has Tuesdays," He calculated, "No wait, if it was last night, then Monday, so, Gary, shit, still not me."
"What are you babbling about man?" He looked at him.
"We had a pool going," Rick shrugged, "when you two would finally do it. Anyway, what's the problem?"
"The problem?" He raised his eyebrows, "She can barely drink legally, I mean it can't get serious."
"Does it need to?" Rick shrugged, "I know you're the relationship guy, and you have been since we were fifteen, but you can just have some fun. It's possible."
"Yeah, but with Colleen?" He shook his head, "I mean, she lives with Julie, and Connie,"
"Not for long," Rick smiled, "See, when Connie and I get married, she's moving out of the loft."
"Right, but for now," Scooter sighed, "I don't know, I mean she's so young."
"Dude, are you aware of how many men our age would kill to be fucking a hot little twenty two year old like Colleen?" Rick said, "Was it good?"
"It was great," he said, "Like really great, like unbelievable." He closed his eyes. "I don't know man. She's a great girl, cute, and funny, smart, but,"
"When we were finishing college she was starting high school?" Rick smirked.
"Exactly." Scooter laughed, "So, you're getting married?"
"I'm getting married," He laughed, "Ever think that would happen?"
"Fifteen years of 'Dude, I'll never understand why you keep it to one girl!'" Scooter smiled, "Nah, I didn't, I'm happy for you though. Remember when they came to Eden Hall and you stole her panties that time we put their clothes in the shower?"
"I was one pervy adolescent," He laughed, "She was hot though."
"You were constantly checking her out," Scooter smirked "But what did you say?"
"'Scamming on scholarship trash is one thing, actually going for it with them is another,'" he shook his head, "I was such an ass. But I did enjoy looking at Connie's, still do actually."
"Just getting in?" Julie smiled sipping a cup of coffee, seeing Colleen try to sneak into the kitchen.
"No, I um," she lied, "I got up early and took a walk."
"In a leather mini skirt and spiked heels," Julie nodded, "How very Paris Hilton of you. You don't have to lie. You went to that party?"
"Yes I did," She sighed and sat down.
"Get laid?" Julie smirked, standing up and pouring her a cup of coffee.
"No," Colleen shook her head.
"Pass out?" Julie tried again.
"Bingo!" Colleen laughed. "Did make out actually, but we were both too drunk to actually do it."
"Ah to be in my early twenties again," Julie sighed, "Actually, I was with Dean then too, so never mind. You seem off, I mean besides the massive headache I'm sure you have."
"I just," she sighed, "Before the party, I. You ever have sex on the beach?"
"No," Julie shook her head, "Sand is itchy, if you know what I mean. Who'd you have sex with?"
"Scooter," she mumbled, and dropped her head onto the table.
"Come again?" Julie said, making sure she heard right.
"Scooter," Colleen groaned. "Julie, I'm so sorry, I know he's your ex and,"
"Honey, Scooter and I broke up a long time ago," she laughed, "and I am well over him. He's good isn't he?" She smirked. "I mean, I can only imagine that he's gotten better with time."
"God yes," Colleen said, "But he totally freaked out after. So, I went to that party, got really drunk, made out with a man my own age and puked and then passed out on him."
"Freaked out how?" Julie asked, although she had a feeling. "Also, ew."
"He just kept talking about how I'm too young," she sighed, "He said something about how when he was twenty, I was twelve," she shook her head. "I know that he's so much older than me is weird, ok? But oh God," she closed her eyes, "The sex was incredible."
"Mm," Julie nodded, "I know that feeling."
"So how was your night?" Colleen asked. "Please, give me something else to think about."
"Oh not much happened," Julie smiled, she and Dean had decided to hold the moving in together news until the details were worked out and the Rick and Connie engagement news was less fresh. "Dean and I actually spent most of the night in the bathroom."
"Did you eat some bad shellfish or something?" Colleen said confused.
"There was definitely some eating going on," She nodded, and sighed, "He's still sleeping, he was a little worn out."
"So you heading back to Frisco?" Gary said, walking into Guy's room, he was packing.
"LA first," Guy nodded.
"What's it like out there?" Gary said, "I mean, I've done LA, but never San Francisco."
"It's pretty cool," Guy smiled, "You'd fit in."
"Ah," Gary nodded, "Lots of fags, right."
"It's like a whole city of the Village," Guy laughed. "I'm hoping to meet some new people, hence the relocation there."
"Makes sense." Gary said. "I mean, you should meet more people you've got like one gay friend right? Me?"
"Well, we've all kind of had our suspicions about Ken Wu," Guy moved his head from side to side.
"He's the figure skater right?" Gary asked. Guy nodded. "I guess all those sparkles would throw anyone off. I always hated figure skating."
"Really?" Guy said. "Would have pegged you for a big fan of the capades."
"Wow, I've never heard you make a bitch comment Germaine," Gary laughed. "That was pretty close though."
"Yeah well, I guess I've been around you too much," Guy smiled.
"Two in a row," Gary nodded, "Very nice. Why have you been around so much?"
"Making up for lost time," Guy said, "with Connie, we lost four years."
"Right," Gary said, slightly disappointed. "No other reason?"
"Nope," Guy said. "I mean, Julie too, I guess, and Portman. My only other option is Minneapolis if I want to be around anyone from when we were kids. And since half of them are still a little freaked about the gay thing, that's not really an option at all." He stopped, thinking about what he and Connie had talked about the night before. "And there's you."
"Me?" Gary smiled, "What about me?"
"You know, you're you," Guy said, "You're obnoxious, and funny, and smart, and already friends with my friends. Plus you know we've done the sex thing,"
"Is this your really awkward way of saying you like me?" Gary asked.
"No," Guy sighed, "It's my really awkward way of saying I love you."
"You love me?" Gary said, "Me? Why?"
"For all the reasons I just said," Guy sighed, "You know the funny, the smart,"
"Yeah, but like you don't love me," Gary said, "You can't, because that would mean that someone I,"
"Someone you what?" Guy smiled, realizing what he was about to say.
"Someone I love," Gary sighed, "Loves me back. That hasn't happened to me before."
"Me neither," Guy said quietly. "At least, not since Connie."
"So what do we do?" Gary looked at him. Guy smiled and kissed him.
"I was planning on relocating anyway." He said softly.
Scooter walked into the living room where Colleen was lying on the couch, now changed into sweats, he quickly turned around to walk out, not ready to be alone with her.
"Stop," she said. He was surprised by the forcefulness of her tone, "Sit." He immediately did, unsure why. "Look, last night we had sex."
"Yeah, I was there," he piped up.
"No, no," she shook her head, "Don't speak! My turn to talk OK?" He nodded. "You think that I'm not ready to be with you, which I respectfully disagree with. I like you, a lot, I pretty much have since I first met you." She sighed, "And it's not fair, that you expect me to just ignore that because you're the one who isn't ready." He looked at her. "OK, now you can talk."
"OK," he said quietly, "Colleen, I think you're really great. And last night was, well, you were there, but like you just said, I don't think I'm ready. I was in a five year relationship with Delia,"
"Five years," Colleen mumbled, she couldn't even picture a five year relationship.
"But I like you," He said, leaning down to kiss her.
"Scooter," she pulled away. "What are you doing?"
"I think maybe," He said softly, "We should have some fun."
"Some fun?" She asked, "You mean, just have sex." He nodded and kissed her, moving her horizontal, for a moment she kissed him back, but then pulled away. "No, no, I can't do this!" She stood up, "I'm not that kind of girl." She walked out of the room.
"Yeah," he sighed, "Until two minutes ago, I wasn't that kind of guy either."
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