“Hello,” a black-haired boy said as he leaned against the locker next to Eric’s at the end of gym class.
Eric turned to face his classmate and blinked. The black-haired boy was completely nude, and from the absence of a towel or clothes in his hands, Eric could tell that the guy was in no hurry to change that.
His classmate winked. Eric recognized him as one of his teammates, the Asian kid who had made their team lose the lacrosse game in class because of his total lack of interest in defending the goal and who some of their less tolerant teammates called, “Faggot chink,” under their breaths. “Admiring my muscles?”
“Sure,” Eric said, rolling his eyes.
“I have to say, I’m a huge fan. Anyone who beats up that hypocritical bastard is a hero to me. Daddy Buck is an asshole too, but at least he practices what he preaches.”
“Who are you and what do you want?”
The guy’s dark brown, almost-black eyes lit up. “I’m Teddy Chan, aka not just a pretty face, and I want to be your bro.”
“Is it because you’re afraid I want to suck your dick? I’m disappointed. I didn’t take you for a homophobe. And FYI, I wouldn’t want to suck your dick anyway. You’re not my type,” Teddy said, seeming more amused than genuinely offended.
“I couldn’t care less about what you suck.”
“Then why the refusal?”
“Told you. Just not interested.”
“Hey, a guy can never have too many friends.”
“Shouldn’t you get dressed and go to your next class?” Eric asked, closing his locker.
Teddy lifted his golden shoulders. “I can miss a few minutes of Human Geography.”
“Whatever,” Eric said as he buttoned up his shirt.
“Hang out with me tonight. I’ll show you the best Cleveland has to offer.”
“No offense, but Cleveland sounds only slightly more appealing than watching a bad Nicolas Cage movie.”
Teddy held up a finger. “First, Cleveland is great. People who say otherwise are either snobs or New Yorkers.” Then he held up two fingers. “And second, Nicolas Cage is one of the greatest actors of our generation. There is no such thing as a bad Nic Cage movie.”
“The answer is still no. I’m hanging out with my girlfriend tonight.”
“How about tomorrow night?”
“I’ll probably be hanging out with her again.”
Teddy shook his head, clicking his tongue. “My man, it’s not a good idea to be so clingy.”
“Who the hell says I’m clingy?”
“Answer these two questions for me.”
“I don’t have to answer shit—”
“One, have you gone a day without seeing her?”
Eric clenched his teeth. “No, but we have two classes together.”
“Okay, have you gone a day without seeing her outside of school?”
“I thought so. Two, are you always the one initiating things?”
“Well, technically yes, but—”
Teddy crossed his arms, grinning. “I rest my case.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Fine, fine, ignore my totally valid opinion. But if your plans with your girlfriend fall through, give me a call,” Teddy said, handing Eric a business card.
As Teddy sauntered away, Eric read his card:
“Prick,” Eric muttered when he saw Chan’s email address.
But he put the card in his pocket.
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