Boy meets Boys

Boy meets the boys

Luis POV

Andrew.

Nate.

Donovan.

Agustin.

There all so perfect, and they all like ME. I've thought I would know who I truly loved, but today, I am confused. Each one I love, but each day I ask myself, which one loves me...

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             "Luis, I heard you're telling people you a goat, but we all know you're trash, 1v1 me later tonight?", Andrew asked me in the crowded hallway.

I laughed,"Sure, but if I win, you're going to tell the group chat you my lil bitch."

The bell rung and the hallway cleared. Then without realizing it, Andrew backed me onto a locker and moved his face close to my ear and whispered,  "It's bet then. But of course we both know who's really the master here." 

Andrew quickly disappeared into a classroom, leaving me stunned.  I was bewildered..  My heart was  racing. 

            Quickly, I dismissed the feelings I was having and I was now on a mission to not let Andrew win the match. I could not let my pride be stomped on. 

I rushed to my 1st period, band, and quickly got seated with my instrument before the class officially started.  

"Settle down everyone.", Our teacher, Mr. VG said. "We're going to start off the class with Donovan playing his rendition of Amazing Grace.Stay quiet as he plays.", 

Donovan stood up and began playing. I was surprised. I knew Donovan was a good player but I didn't know he was this good. Every note he played shot tingles down my spine. Then, quickly as it started, it ended. Donovan bowed then gave a smile to the class and then at me.. it seemed as if he were searching for approval. That look brought the same feeling I felt with Andrew in the hallway. 

    After that, we went on with our regular scheduled rehearsal. When we stopped for the rest of the period, I sat in the back with my best friend, Nate. Nate and I met when I was a freshman, and we've been inseparable ever since. When I'm down, he's always there to cheer me up. He's truly one of the best friends I've ever had. Although Nate's gay, he's told me countless times he doesn't like me that way, so I'm not worried about him trying any freaky stuff on me. 

"So Luis, Do you want to come over this weekend? My parents are going out of town so it will be lit." Nate asked looking at the floor.

"Sure, I'll bring the snacks you get the drinks, k.", I said.

Nate grinned," Sounds like a plan." 

I looked to my right and there stood Donovan. As we made eye contact, he gave a friendly smile. 

"Hey, Luis, I just came over here wondering if you wanted to come to the party I'm throwing this Saturday.", Donovan said.

"Can Nate come?", I said. 

 "Sure! the more the merrier.",  Donovan said. ,"Heres the details. See yuh" 

He handed me the piece of paper and walked off with his signature stride, quick and stiff. I looked to Nate and smirked.

"Are we going to go?",  I asked Nate slightly excited because Donovan talked to me.

"If you want to.", He said a bit uneasy.

"Then lets go! It'll be fun.", I encouraged.

"Ok ok. We'll go.", He said just as the bell rung signaling us to go to 2nd period.

         I was awaiting after school because I was going to try out for the soccer team. I thought it'd be a great chance to get into shape, figuring I was getting a bit big. The periods flew by like a breeze.

1st. 2nd. 3rd. 4th. 5th. 6th. 7th. and finally 8th.

  Finally it was time for tryouts. I walked out to the field where tryouts were being held.

The process went quickly and the director left, so all of us just started playing a game.

After, some of us sat down waiting for our rides, and I looked to my left and there sat a kid I think was named Agustin. He looked at me and we made eye contact and he quickly look away. There, I felt it again. That feeling. I looked back over at him, and he seemed so distant, yet so close. I reached out my arm wanting to touch him and put it on his shoulder. He tensed and looked at me confused.

"Are you okay?", I asked him trying to play it off that what I was doing was just a friendly gesture.  

He grinned, "Yeah, I'm fine, you just spooked me."

"Sorry, didn't mean to bother you." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows. He shifted in his seat.

I began looking him over. He had such a mellow vibe to him.

"Are you wearing colored contacts?" I asked him. His eyes were just so blue. As I stared into them, I felt it again. The feeling in the hallway and the feeling during band. I didn't know what it was, but his eyes were triggering it to.

"Uhh.. no but I am wearing contacts. My eyes are naturally blue." he said a bit nerved.

"Well, I see my ride, you played really good today. I already know you'll make the team... see yuh" I said walking towards my moms car.

        Once I arrived home, I ran up to my room to mentally prepare myself to win the round. What if I lost? How would I react? If he pulled something like he did today, I know I would go along with it. I'm probably overreacting. He probably didn't mean to come off like that. It was just a joke. 

I took a breathe and turned on the Xbox. As expected, Andrew was online already playing Cod, and As expected, he invited me into his party. We started the match..

I felt so opposed. I wanted to win, but some part of me wanted to lose. I missed a lot of shots because I just couldn't focus on my screen. I kept thinking of what would happen if I lost. It made get nervous.  Then, I lost. 20 - 19.

Andrew laughed, "Well, I guess someones cooking for me tomorrow."

"Cooking?", I questioned. 

"Yeah, I decided I want you to cook for me at my house, like a little bitch.", Andrew said and then began laughing hysterically.  Once he calmed down, I began talking.

"Okay.. What time should I be there?", I asked feeling awkward.

"Around 6:30, wear something casual.", Andrew said and just like in the hallway, quickly disappeared.

After that, I got offline and lied down to just think. Think about what happened today. Think about what will happen tomorrow. The way I felt when Andrews face was so close to mine. The way tingles shot down my back when he whispered in my ear. It was exhilarating, and I...     wanted more...

Also, am I not a goat?