《That Emo Kid (boyxboy)》Dinner..... GREAT :):
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He walked away. I stared at his butt (hmmm ok I guess) I felt embarrassed from what he said to me, and then the fact I was wearing shorts that didn’t cover my legs. (Oh god they had hello kitty printed a crossed the butt!) I watched the tall, thin, brown haired boy walk through the street, and wave to me before he walked into his house.
WHAT THE H-E DOUBLE- HOCKEY-STICKS DID HE MEAN BY THAT!?!?!?!? I was thinking this can’t be good.
It was about 4 in the afternoon by the time the movers got everything in the house. Then we all got quick showers, and got ready to go meet the new neighbors, well we were the new ones… you know what I mean!
I put on my best black skinny jeans my newest shirt that had Blood on the dance floor on it and, my purple and black vertical striped jacket, and fixed my hair. I put new eyeliner on, and brushed my teeth. I got the best smelling cologne, and sprayed myself. if hes gona flirt i better play the part. I put my shoes on (my dinosaurs ones) I walked down stairs (I got the biggest room upstairs)
My uncle looked my outfit, and Jake nodded (ahh gotta love my speechless brother)
We walked out the door at 5:30 the time she told us to be there. Uncle Henrey knocked on the door; the tall kid that talked to me earlier opened the door and smiled when he saw me. I took interest in the floor. “Hey everyone!” the lady said walking, and drying her hands with a dish rag. “Hello!” my uncles said with a big grin, they walked off the kitchen to talk or something.
A little girl bounced up to us and looked at me then Jake. her blonde bouncey curls and pink sun dress gave the type type of girl she was. “Helloooo I’m Katie!” she said, then latched herself to Jake and dragged him to the couch, and started blabbing to him. He stared at the wall blankly not listening to her (she didn’t seem to notice) the only one that where left was me and Alex who was motioning me up the stairs. I stood there looking at him. He then proceeded to grab my hand. A rush of embarrassment ran through my body. I could feel myself get red in the face.
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He held my hand till we got to the top and came to a room that was pretty big. It was a blue color and was covered by posters and drawings. I saw one that I had on my wall before we packed it had to do with gay being equal. It said in rainbows “It’s ok to be gay!” I looked around some more and found a bunch of bands. The two other walls were covered with drawings of anime guys, and other such things. “Pretty cool right?” he said. I looked over at him. “Well what do you think?”
I looked at him “Cool.” I managed to say
“KIDS ITS TIME FOR DINNER!” The lady screamed
“Well that’s mom... Let’s go.” He said running out the room snatching my hand again. I blushed. We ran down the stairs to see the table set. Katie, making groggily eyes, was sitting next to Jake, who was giving a blank expression. I sat next to Alex, and to my uncle. The lady and my uncle where at the ends of the table.
“So Henrey why don’t you live with your wife?” she said as we started to eat some kind of potato soup. I looked right up from my food at the sound of that question. “Oh I was never married.” My uncle said relaxed. “Then how did you have these cute little kiddos you’ve got.” She said digging in deeper with her questions.
Anger ran up my spine “What is it to your concern!!!” I screamed in my mind “you don’t need to know!! You just want in his pants, you perv!” I wanted to say, but I sat there eyes closed gripping my spoon harder.
I felt something on my knee. I froze in place. IT’S A HAND!! AN UNKOWN HAND! WHO IS TOUCHING ME?!?!? I looked down to see Alex’s hang sliding its way up my leg. It stopped about the middle of my thigh. I could feel my checks turning a bright red and eyes grow huge. I quickly looked back down and my now empty bowl.
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“Actually these are my nephews.” He said calmly (this is a sensitive subject for was all especially for me and Jake), Jake was giving my uncle the “You tell, and my fist is gonna meet your face” look.
“Oh are they living with you?” she said leaning in closer. I snapped a look at her to back off. But she didn’t notice
“Uhhh yea they are.” He said starting to crack under the pressure of her deep questions.
My mind was racing. I wanted to bolt right to the door and scream. I put my hand down (not realizing Alex’s hand was still there… WAIT HAS IT MOVED?!?!?) But I tried to move it so it wouldn’t touch mine. He grabbed my hand. I looked down. He cupped my hand in his and squeezed it. I looked over to him with a puzzled look. I realized that there was something wrong. ......
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