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Me & Adam: (talking quietly, until Tommy walks in with ear muffs on; we laugh)

Adam: (smiling) Tommy. What the fuck is with the ear muffs?

Tommy: (sits down and takes them off with a smart ass expression on his face) Now I can't hear you when you try and read it to me.

Me: You realize it's two against one right? If we want the ear muffs, we can take them.

Tommy: (eyes narrow) You wouldn't dare. . .

Adam: (devilishly smirks and moves his face exptreamly close to Tommy's) Oh but I would. (Pushes Tommy onto his back.)

Me: (trying to control my fan girl-ish flailing because Adam is legit staddling Tommy.)

Tommy: (Tries pushing Adam away) Get. . . . ugh. . . .get off me!

Adam: (shakes his head) Nope. Not until you forfit the ear muffs.

Tommy: (shouts dramaticaly) NEVER!

Adam: (smirks playfully) Then we'll have to do this the hard way.

Tommy: (stops fidgeting and stares at Adam.) . . .what's the hard way?

Adam: Oh you'll see. . .

Me: (at this point I'm all hot a bothered cause the sight of Adam ontop of Tommy would make any Glambert/Adommy fan go completely crazy) . . .So before i die from hormonal overload, please read and leave me a review! And Adam and Tommy don't belong to me. . . but you all know that! xD

*CHAPTER TWO*

"If you only knew

I'm hangin by a thread . . ."

- If You Only Knew

There was not enough make up in my moms bathroom to even begin to cover the hideous bruise on my eye. How many times had she told me to stay out of her cosmetics? I couldn't remember. Only this time I didn't just want to mess around with it for fun. I had desperately been hoping that the bruise wouldn't be quite as bad as it was, that way I could come up with some excuse. But the blue, black and purple made it hard to think of something good enough. After all, you can only trip so many times, and hardly ever would the resulting injury be a black eye.

The little bits of foundation and cover-up I found was not a perfect match to match my pale complexion, but it would suffice. My mother had been blessed with a natural tanned skin and dark hair. I on the other hand, I was pale, covered in freckles and had red hair. That wasn't the cause of the bruise though.

It was because I was different. In fact, I was so different, there wasn't one other kid in my entire school who was like me. I was gay, not something I should be happy with apparently, but that was who I was. Did my parents know? Not yet. I was waiting for the right time to tell them. Most of the kids at school figured it out on their own, I guess it was obvious.

I did my be best to match the thick past to my skin tone, and once I was done, I placed all my mothers make up back where she kept it. Hopefully she wouldn't notice.

Neil and the rest of my family were already down stairs eating breakfast. The TV in the living room was turned to a news channel and the temperature for the surrounding area was 55*. I sneered at the screen. Indiana weather was like a roller coaster. Up one day, and down the next. I hated it. Maybe if the weather matched the seasons it wouldn't be quite so bad. But it was October, fall weather was 55-60*. Unlike yesterday when it was almost 80. I didn't understand.

I sat in my usual place at the kitchen table with only an apple to eat.

"Good morning Adam." My mother greeted me.

"Morning." I said taking a bite from the fruit.

I watched my brother Neil take a few bites of his toast, until my gaze turned into a blank stare.

"What are you looking at?" Neil snorted.

I blinked out of my day dream. "Oh. . .nothing."

"Are you feeling okay honey?" My mother asked.

"Yeah." I sighed.

"Are you sure?"

"Mom." I said sternly. "I'm fine."

"What's up your butt this morning?" Neil retorted.

I glared at him, and my mother gave him a disapproving look. As much as I loved my family, sometimes I just wanted to be alone. Especially when my parents fought and Neil was grouchy.

The four of us, my dad included, all sat at the table a while longer. My father was too engrossed with his newspaper to speak this morning, which happened more often then not. Honestly I didn't have a clue what was so interesting about reading a paper to a town where nothing ever happened.

"7:30" My mom said sometime later. "Better head for school."

I groaned. "Yeah. Come on Neil."

I threw my half eaten apple in the garbage, and grabbed my keys from the counter. Neil followed me out and got in the passenger seat of my crummy blue Neon.

The ride to school wasn't Nearly long enough to satisfy me. Plus I dreaded those dank halls of students. Nine times out of Ten I was made fun of for being me. I worshiped the days that went by when I got ignored. Although it would have been nice to get positive attention every now and then.

When I parked my car, I could already tell today was going to be a bad one.

He was a tall, brawny senior foot ball player and the very reason I sometimes hated who I was. If I so even acknowledged his existence, he made my life a living hell, and it was even worse if I made eye contact. His name was Steven Daniels. I had known him since kindergarten. He was in first grade at the time, but he used to set at the same table in the cafeteria at lunch as we got older. Granted we were never close, but it wasn't until last hear when I started 'hint' about my sexuality that he decided to bash my face in at least once if not twice a week. If that wasn't bad enough, his girlfriend Elizabeth Conway, used to be my only friend. Of course I knew as Izzy or Iz, but those days seemed like ages ago. Eighth grade was the last time we really spoke to each other.

Now I had no one. There were the kids in the drama department who I talked to, but none of them seemed to click on quite the same level as me. It was like my brain waves were set to a different frequency then everyone else.

My mistake today was meeting Stevens cold eye for a second, and almost instantly the look of pure and utter disgust clouded his eyes. I swallowed hard, shutting off the car. Neil got out with a gruff sound resembling a good bye, while I sat in the drivers seat staring in horror as Steven approached my car. Today was going to be even worse than yesterday.

A/N: okay again im sorry the chapters right now are kinda short, as the story progresses and the plot thickens i swear they will get longer so hang in there. any who, let me know what you thought, i love hearing from you. xD

**THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! you all are forever gonna be my 'Broken Buddies'! xP

~Jackie