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Trapped within a dream a young male lay limp on a double creamy bed in a rectangular room. He lay alone but even so he had managed to take up most of the bed space by moving around so much and being in an odd position, his pillow in his hands as he cuddled it and his sheets all over the place compressed into a small mound which went downhill and sort of off the bed, it wasn’t really covering this male much or at all, he was sleeping horizontally along the bed it was a good thing he had a double bed or he’d of fallen out by now. Unconsciously he shuddered needing something to cover him not coming into reality more or less, he kicked the little mound of his bed completely kicking off the covers which he would of liked to have right now, he once again began moving it was a miracle he hadn’t fallen of yet, he lay on his back now on the opposite side of his bed his arms holding onto his plump plain pillow which seemed to be used to getting strangled so violently. His relatively straight black mane lay out behind his head mussed up and rather static, he hadn’t cut it for a few months now and it had already grown pretty fast which was sort of annoying at times. He lay there now incredibly still, his lips dry an creamy neutral coral beige tint, they where slightly parted allowing a gently inhale and exhale pass threw them it seemed this males nose was blocked or something otherwise I doubt he‘d be breathing from this nose, well he hadn‘t been feeling the best last night. The rising sun had already creeped it’s self into the males room with stealth already beginning to dominate most of the room as his blinds hadn’t been just completely they hung along a window which followed a side of this rectangular room more or less taking up allot of wall space, the failure to close the blinds resulted in allowing the light disturb his sleep, as it came in stretching at an angle eventually creeping up onto the bed. However, the rising sun wasn’t the one to wake him up rather the annoying noise of his mothers high pitched voice. “Zeki darling~~” she called out her voice muffled, his door handle was pushed down, the door swung open revealing a medium height woman, she had long platinum blonde hair with her dark brown roots showing rather badly she had been meaning to dye her hair sooner or later. Her skin porcelain and smooth, her wide spaced eyes covered with thick clumpy mascara and her lips where rather large and painted with a rosy pink lipstick she wore a formal black dress and black heels which where weren’t overly big, she was dressed for work. She flung her hourglass figure against the door frame glaring at the male on the bed who was supposedly her son, the bed emptied and the sad image of the male hugging a pillow, she smiled softly this kid was troublesome, but had turned out as a fine man. She raised a brow it seemed he had gotten his body allot more toned he had proper abs and a real sick pack he had been working of it for a while but she hadn’t seen him fulfil his quest, his arms where really toning up too she would never understand why he had this obligation to weight lifting he literately did those sports on his own will truthfully I mean they did put him into those classes, but he asked for them…sort of. She walked over to the male and ran her long nails threw his rather static messed up locks. “Zeki you need to wake up now.” she announced lovingly she glared down at his tranquil face, she was a caring mother and valued a child maybe because she had never been able to conceive her own. She smiled down at the sleeping male as he began to stir, he furrowed his brows and screwed up his face as his eyes cracked open glaring up at his mother, he blinked as his vision cleared properly and showed his mothers face more clearly. He shut his eyes tightly for a moment before he pushed himself up instantaneously feeling the cold smother his body he was covered in Goosebumps only beneath him and the pillow where radiating heat for him. He pushed his torso up as the woman backed up a little bit and headed out of the room. “I’ll leave your breakfast on the counter. Have a good day at school.” she announced as she headed downstairs obviously heading for work. He laid with his torso somewhat risen his left arm supporting it up as he eventually pushed his entire body up, he then picked his covers ups and laid them on the bed neatly and then his pillow. He then headed to get ready in the family bathroom the house was empty. The tap dripped slightly hitting the sink just emphasising how quiet it really was here. He enjoyed how softly his mother had woken him up it was better than his alarm which just aggravated him. He was ready fairly shortly.

He stampeded downstairs the staircase creaking a little as he projected himself from the middle of the staircase and to the bottom in one little leap. He hurried downstairs now dressed in a simple low short sleeved white v-neck and some denim jeans nothing particularly spectacular he wasn’t going to dress to impress today not like he did anyways. He carried a Louis vuitton backpack which was his normal items to hold some of his stuff he slung it over one side as he stopped in front of a mirror to sort his hair out pushing it to the side and then ruffling it before he headed into the kitchen there he found his breakfast which he examined~ Pancakes how delicious he often realized he was spoilt with his mother being so kind to him, but he didn’t take advantage of it he liked to think he didn‘t need her to do this she sort of did it on her own will, he brought his phone out and text his mother saying ‘morning and thank you’ feeling guilty that he hadn‘t said in earlier, but he had been so confused then and it hadn‘t occurred to him what was actually happening at that time. After eating his heart out he threw in some mint chewing gum and chewed away heading out of his house. The shaded, but the sun was present slowly creeping up higher and higher. The cool morning air surrounded his body as he took it in before heading down his street and for school. His walk was a rather long distance and to be honest he preferred getting to school early being used to being so late at times, but for a while now he had been arriving on time or early it was sort of nice as he had all the time he needed and didn’t have to rush to school or anything, plus he’d get to speak to some people he hadn’t spoken to in a while like old friends because thanks to his present friends he didn’t often get to speak to older ones and he didn’t exactly like loosing contact with people he was a seriously friendly guy. He arrived after a twenty minuet stroll finding walking to school this early rather calming and relaxing. His eyes darted to a male with a brown locks and intense green eyes…he hadn’t seen him before…odd he could be knew it seemed most likely, but he dismissed it for now seeing as the other looked pretty damn busy and noticed Ares entering the school he decided he’d follow after just to ask him if he could possibly borrow some notes from his English class who better to ask, though he didn’t know the male too well he had often seen his friends sort of tease him quite allot, but he personally hadn’t really spoken to him properly now was his chance hopefully he didn’t see him as some mumbling idiot. He headed after him he eventually caught up with him. “Hey…Ares!” he announced as he walked up to him with an idiot smile. “Hey do you think I could get those English notes I missed a class the other day, and well…I’d rather ask you than anyone else in our class because to be honest your pretty damn good at English.” he complemented it was odd speaking to this male as it was the first time, but even so he kept that idiots smile on his face no way was he going to ask his friends or the hot girls in that class because let’s face it they never listened and anyone else seemed to snobby to ask notes from. He saw the other as a smart kid but hardly knew anything about him some of his friends would often annoy him which to be honest had pissed him off he hated bullies, but hadn’t intervened because he didn’t want to make a scene some of his friends where meat headed idiots sometimes and it seemed the other male dealt with abuse like that, so…he wouldn’t start a fight or anything like that. “ I get it if you don’t want too, but I mean I’ll owe you one” he tried to reason with the other.

The male in front of him had a small frame and rather feminine features. His hair a soft silky and duo toned mainly brown and magenta it sort of looked natural and of course matched his odd orbs which glittered intensely they where really captivating, but the male attempted not to get lost into the eyes of another guy especially this one. He had slender legs and a frame even though he wore a baggy hoody it was obvious how skinny it was there was no hiding it, he was probably underweight something the ideal teenage girl would want to have, yes this guy seemed to be in touch with all the girls more than guys, which made sense after all he was a homo and well they where basically like girls most of the time, he personally thought it had all to do with hormones and yeah he did find it cruel when people hated on gays as it wasn‘t there fault they didn‘t choose to be like that. However, he had to admit he was slightly homophobic so his mind loved to tell him don’t know is his conscious agreed with that though. He didn’t find Ares disgusting or anything like that he was an alright guy even if he was a f**, but I mean he took all the abuse from school pretty well like a sponge and it’s not like they bullied him not really they’d never actually hurt him right? Just a bit of pushing and name calling? Because that was all he was aware off. Observing this male head to toe he’d probably be a hot girl if he got a sex change I mean If that was what he wanted, his idea of gay people was pretty much drag queens it wasn’t a subject he really thought about or even learn more about why would he? He kept his goofy grin on his face his brown orbs deeply darting into the others pools of magenta blocking his inner thoughts about the other, and letting his exterior tell another story than his interior. He was glad to see the other smiled due to his dumb facial expression he had a pretty damn cheesy smile, but he couldn’t help it. He watched the other search for his English notes that is if he had written any~ alleluia praise the lord he did, it was his lucky day this is why he loved being early. He chuckled shortly hearing the other state which was something pretty damn true. “True dat.” he mused he really was having a hard time knocking his cheesy smile off of his face, but it was a hard thing to do when he was in a good mood. He took the notes happily and slid his Louis vuitton backpack off putting in the notes too take home as he was pretty sure he didn’t have English today or did he? He had no idea he hadn’t really remembered to well. This kid was really nice actually letting someone borrow your notes especially someone like him, but he was incredibly pleased he had gotten them. Life must be hard for that male it was obvious he got picked on by the guys. However, being around all those girls…now for a straight guy that’s paradise I mean if he befriended him then maybe he could help him get one of his friends to like like him, but he was sort of oblivious to the fact most of the girls apparently wanted him, why? He had no idea therefore just presumed they didn’t…I mean he hadn’t been able to get a girlfriend for a while wonder what happened, well actually it was more like he had been to busy with other things to realize if girls where flirting with him or not. He befriended girls too as you do, but not like that male after all he was basically one of them, man people should be more nice to him that way you’ll get more love from the ladies because he must talk about boys to them and they might ask for advice, oh my Buddha he could tell girls you’re a jerk and then they‘ll hate you forever, AHAH! Those who teased them where proving unpopular with the ladies these days now he understood why seemed this male got the last laugh in the end. He swung the bag back over his broad shoulders his shirt illuminating his buff body, he also loved the fact he had no hair on his own body, well he did, but they where very small and well he didn’t have much or any expect from certain important parts like many other men, it was a weird gene he got from his dad’s side I think. “Well…I feel bad if I didn’t give anything back, and well…even I cant get them to shut up sometimes…just screw them If they say s**t like that you’ll get the last laugh when they get no p***y fo’ a while.” he mused with a large grin sort of hinting the idea he had thought about a moment ago. He raised a brow hearing about the box of secrets he exhaled heavily. “Hell…what punk a** b***h would steal the box of secrets like seriously…Ahah it sounds like a video game right now. THE BOX OF SECRETS.” He announced dramatically with widened eyes to add to his small performance he was pretty much a talkative person normally so he’d be him dorky self with guys as always with girls his way of acting sharpened up a bit..