That Strange Boy

Pastel boi

This morning, I had a bowl of strawberries and a cup of warm chamomile tea for breakfast. I am all alone in the house, watching netflix all day with my fat cat. This summer heat makes me want to take off all of my clothes and soak in a tub of ice water. Wait, that's actually a good idea.

I went to the bathroom, opened the tub faucet and poured the ice cubes onto it. I get naked and dip myself into the freezing tub. This is so refreshing.

Back at the corner of my dusty mind, I recalled the dream I had last night. It was blurry and not in chronological order like a fragment but one thing's for sure, there was a strange boy, a really strange boy with a pale skin, maybe a 5'9, long black hair and a sinister smile on his face and he's holding a dead bloody rabbit as an offering for me. I couldn't remember his entire face but I could feel that he's thirsty for blood and wants torture. There's a thing that I don't understand about this, why the hell did that dream made me feel submissive? Like anastasia from 50 shades of grey? I felt aroused in some way...

There's an urban legend that says when a person appeared in your dream, that person misses you. Then who on earth is that strange boy? He's giving me the creeps but at the same time, it turns me on? Ok. This is getting really weird now. I'll probably stop thinking about it. But is it possible that I met that strange boy before? Who could he be?

My fingers are pruning up so I better get out of the tub. I don't wanna get a freakin' cold this summer.

Maybe a walk down the street could ease the bore this afternoon. I called my friend chase so we could walk and have some coffee. A lot of people think that chase is my boyfriend. Just because we're always together, doesn't necessarily mean that he's my boyfriend. People should stop that concept right away.

He's the president of the publication team of the school because he aspires to be a journalist someday. Chase is a nice dude who will treat you like a little sister for being so protective and caring also, he has a soft spot when it comes to animals especially puppies and kitties. So gay. Just kidding. I call him pastel boi for being soft and delicate. Actually, he's more feminine than I am. And one time, there was a straight boy at school who became friends with chase and weird things started to happen, a thing that you wouldn't expect to happen. Well guess what? That straight boy fell in love with chase! The whole school was so bombed about it especially me. Well to be honest, I ship chase with noah (the "straight" boy) more than people who ship me with chase. Who would I blame? I mean chase is like a girl trapped in an awkward teenage boy's body. I bet the varsity players could fell in love with him too.

What happens next with chase and noah? I don't know but I am about to find out later.

"What took you so long? I've been waiting for ages!" I said to chase as I look at him from his head down to his feet. Wow this boy is getting more and more attractive. The pastel pink polo shirt and a light brown shorts makes him look like a character who got out from tumblr. So aesthetic. I also noticed his fluffy brown hair that shines when the light strikes on it but where the hell is the flower crown?

"Oh sorry, I swear I have prepared earlier but my grandma obliged me to buy her some orange first." Said chase.

I just noticed that we're both wearing pastel today except mine is a pastel mint green crop top and a ripped high wasted shorts. We look like twins.

"Alright. You owe me a large wintermelon milktea and a cherry pie for keeping me wait for you for half an hour" I said then I went inside the coffee shop.

We sat at table with two chairs beside the window. The scent of the coffee shop will surely penetrate into my clothes leaving it to smell like a caramel frappe. I have no complain. Just let it be.

The sunset's view from where we are is like from the romantic movies. The sky is yellow-orange with a tint of pastel pink and purple, the trees are like silhouette, fresh, crisp wind, a warm aroma of coffee, 80's kind of music and a pastel soft boi in front of me who bought this afternoon's summer treat.

"So... How's you and noah doing?" I asked out of curiosity as I sip my wintermelon. Chase's behavior is a bit odd. Normally when we're together, he talks so much about random things but right now, he couldn't look at me straight.. As if he wants to tell me something but he got his tongue tied up.

Oh wait... It's not like I am assuming but is he gonna confess to me right now? Well, it's been four years since we met so I guess that's a pretty long time to develop closure.

What the fuck am I thinking?! There is no way...I mean..

"Uhh.. Actually... Something happened... I wanted to talk to you about this last night but I guess it's better if I tell you this in person." He said while rubbing his elbow and couldn't look straight at me.

Oh god, what the hell did this boy do.... I am starting to feel nervous now. Did he committ a crime or something? This is more suspenseful than a crush confession.

"I guess I couldn't hide things from you... So here's the thing..."

What is that thing? Tell me now and stop pausing! You're killing the moment!

"Noah and I had..." He said then he paused again.

Oh god, what did you and noah do?!

I couldn't have another sip of my drink because of this intense feeling that I have right now. Geez..

"We.. Uhhh.. We had sex the other night" he said to me with a straight crimson red face.

What the fuck.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!

I don't know what to say.

My fantasy just came true!

Holy shit!

I bursted out of laughter and I couldn't stop.

"Oh my gosh!!! Seriously?! I am so happy for you! Finally! You became true to yourself. I always knew that you're hidding something, so proud you finally got the balls to be who you are" I said happily. I am legit full of joy right now. Wow.

Chase smiled in a sweetest way possible and let out a less manly laugh.

Aww.. My precious boy finally came out of the closet today.

"So tell me how it happened?" I asked enthusiastically

"I'm not gonna tell you now you perv! Maybe next time" said chase then he licked the whipped cream from the straw like a flaming homosexual ever.

"Oh come on... What's the point of telling me without elaborating every detail? That suck" I said. This is like waiting the third season of killing stalking.

"I'm not ready yet ok? It took me a whole lot of courage to tell you this so It means I have to put a whole lot of extra courage to tell everything. It's not that easy" chase said

"Alright fine. So that explains why you look blooming today. Is it the anal?" I said jokingly

His eyes widened and told me to shut up but eventually, he laughed too.

After hours of chatting, the sky became pitch black but a glitter of stars and a crescent moon ligthened it up.

"Hey I think we should get going now. Maybe noah misses you' I said

"Stop it with noah! Why don't you get yourself a boyfriend so you could stop teasing me with noah" chase in savage sassy mode.

"Fuck off. Let's go" I couldn't say anything because he's got a point. Why don't I have a boyfriend? I'm 18 and going to a university soon but never have I ever got into a relationship. Maybe because I'm such a dork.

"Hey look, aren't you looking for a summer job? Here it is" chase pointed out the poster pinned on the post it board of the café.

Morgue and crematory service...

"Cool.. Maybe I should give it a try"

"Yeah... Since you're a freak, this is a perfect job for you. Go on, get the details. I'll support you"