So sorry i forgot to add this chapter!!!! please review!!! Chapter 21 Brian’s POV I spend all day Thursday dreading my date with Cynthia. I know Justin is trying to be okay with it but I have no choice. I can’t stand the fact that I’m causing him pain. He already has to deal with his for-shit father, and now me. But I can’t just let him go. As much as he leans on me I’d be completely lost without him. Every time I hug him draw strength from him. I admire him so much. Yesterday I was down in the art wing to use the computer lab and heard two girls bitching and moaning about how “that new blonde kid gets all the showcase spaces, he’s too good, it’s unfair.”” I could barely contain the smile conquering my features. Yea, he’s my boyfriend. The other topic consuming my thoughts, besides Justin’s ass, was the game. Tickets go on sale today and they put up a huge banner in the main entrance. I’d never let on but I’m kind of nervous. Last year was awesome but now I have someone to win for. I can’t let him down, no matter what. Plus this year the team we’re playing is supposed to be really good, much better than the pathetic wimps we destroyed last year. Coach has made us watch about ten films of them, memorizing their basic defense and attack. I’m the talk of the school, what? I am. Some punk freshmen were talking about “The Brian Kinney show” on Saturday. Cynthia has been gloating like no other, good I guess, I need to work on my PR. My teachers have given the entire soccer team homework exemptions all week, like I said I don’t really have it tough here. Practice was pretty easy today, can I get a praise Jesus? All we had to do was run a mile and do a few easy drills. Of course following that we got the big pep talk. “Alright boys, that was a good practice, but on Saturday we’ll need better than good, better than great, we need perfection. This isn’t a backyard pickup game, it is the state championship. You will be battling against the second best team in the state, second to you. You run faster, play smarter and have a helluva lot more heart. And I expect you to prove it. You will not win simply by showing up. I guarantee you that they won’t expect to either. It’s going to be a hard fight, you will be tried and tested, pushed to your limits, and you damn well better push back. And I think you can do it or else I’d be coaching at Deerfield. You all have talent, but the ability to use it makes a great player. Tonight eat a good meal and some rest, you’ll need it. Mudd, what time will you be here tomorrow?” “Well I’m planning on camping out, I got some tuna in the Bronco…” Everyone laughs at our almost mentally retarded yet hilarious goalkeeper. I offer a smirk in his direction. “Yes, and the rest of you, wheels rolling at 4, See ya then, Kinney, in my office.” Shit, another pep talk. I walk into Coach’s office favoring my left side. My fucking knee still hurts, this better not fucking happen in the game, maybe I’ll cut class and see the trainer tomorrow. “Kinney, pop a squat.” “Yes sir, what’s up?” “I just wanted to let you know that I’m proud of you. Two years ago I was extremely hesitant about choosing a sophomore captain but now it’s paid off tenfold.” “Thanks Coach.” “I mean that Kinney. You’re a real inspiration to the younger players. Hell even your teammates look up to you. You give great advice and take your position seriously. Next year we’ll really be hurting for you. You are the best player I’ve seen in a long time, your leadership qualities are only an added bonus.” “Um thanks, can I go now?” He chuckles, umm okay. “Why, got some hot blonde action goin on?” You have no idea. “Yea I got a date tonight.” “Good, go have fun, and relax a bit, if ya know what I mean.” Coach winks, pats my back and opens up his office door. Ew, I really hope I don’t have to fuck her, I’ll have to bleach my dick before I put it back into Justin, wouldn’t want the boy getting sick. I grab my bag from my locker and walk out to my Jeep dreading my next actions immensely. The quiet drive over to Cynthia’s house is far too short. I park my car behind a modest sedan and let out a breath before getting out and ringing the doorbell. I wait impatiently outside the Victorian style home until the front door is ripped open to reveal a short, so-ugly-almost-cute, blonde boy. He looks to be about a freshman, he looks up angry but when he sees me his eyes glaze over as he cruises me. Gaydar- ping ping ping ping!!!! Well looky here it looks as though we have a fag on our hands. “Hey, I’m Hunter.” He says in an awkward breathy voice, stepping way too close. “That’s nice,” I step back and wipe the front of my shirt, he looks like a spitter, eww. “Where’s Cynthia?” He lets out a depressed sigh and turns around, screaming “Cynthia!! Your date’s here!!” He turns back around and I grimace, “You know, we’d have a lot more fun together, all the straight boys do…” I roll my eyes and smirk at the irony of it all. “Really now.” “Oh yea, I can give you a REAL good time..” Suddenly Cynthia appears and pushes Hunter out of the way. I don’t really know if I’m happy to see her. “Hunter go inside and stop flirting with my boyfriend, here’s twenty bucks, order yourself a pizza or something.” “Fah hine” he huffs at his sister and gives me one last wink. Cynthia pulls the door closed behind her and grabs my arm. “I’m so sorry about him, he’s such a fucking freak.” “It’s alright, he’s kinda cute.” “Haha! More likely a bacterial infection to which someday they find a cure.” “Forget him, you look hot.” I press a kiss to the side of her mouth as I open her car door and help her in. I’d rather leave her on the sidewalk with all my bullshit, but I must be the dutiful boyfriend, sigh. She blushes and nods, good that’s all she’s going to get. I go around to my side and get in, here we go boys and girls! B&J&B&J&B&J&B&J&B&J We finally get through dinner, thank god I picked a restaurant one of the school’s biggest gossips works at, it’ll get news about us around quick. I made crap conversation, the whole time fantasizing what I’m going to do with Justin tomorrow after school. Now I’m hard and walking out awkwardly to the Jeep. Could this get any worse? I really hope she doesn’t notice, I’m Brian Kinney for fucks sake. I open her door again and help her in, squeezing my eyes shut. Dead babies, Cynthia masturbating, parents having sex… I hop in my side and I should be okay. “That was a really great place, good service.” “Yea, I like it there.” I turn on the radio, hoping that it will fill the awkward silence. Mikey told me every awkward silence a gay baby is born, god-forbid we have that! “So, I hear Lady in the Water is really good but kinda scary.” “Well you can hold on to me.” She giggles, “Sure.” God what the hell is this, a Disney Channel drama? It’s a short drive to the theater from the restaurant, thank you god, no more weird conversation. I hope she isn’t a movie talker, it’s cute when Justin does it because I can shut him but by making him blow me but that certainly ain’t gunna happen tonight. We wait in line, my arm around her shoulders, the picture perfect het date. I buy the tickets and the girl at the register winks at Cynthia. Oh well, whatever gets it around fast. Guiding her to our theater she slips her hand in my back pocket. Now I’m uncomfortable. My jeans are pretty loose fortunately, but I only like one kind of hand there. Suck it up Kinney, it’s only for a little while, you’re going to have to make-out with her in the movie anyway, why the fuck did you pick a movie? For someone so hot you sure can be a dumbass.