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Grimacing, Kale then noticed that Devin was hovering at his bed. "Back off, before I beat you up! I'm always pissy in the morning!" He warned, red faced.

Glaring, Kale said "Fine." Getting up from the bed, in front of him. "I'm getting ready for practice." He growled, starting off in the directions of his wardrobe.

Snapping around, Kale decided to piss him off some more, just out of spite. Walking over, muscles creaking, he grabbed the edge of the boys blankets, and yanked from away before going over to his wardrobe. Grabbing jean shorts, he pulled them on, searching for a shirt before zipping. He was always lazily, but today he really was, since he was so annoyed and in such a bad mood. This was his first Saturday, and there was no school, and no practice.

Sighing in aggravation, Kale turned around. "Look! You deserved it mate. You chucked that damn pillow at me, and you expect me not to fight back?!" Looking over, he then said slowly..."Uh....What...What are you doing?"

Staring, his heart seemed to explode. And it didn't like like it was in the good way either. TO him, this was so confusing, he didn't seem to know left from right, and felt like the only things around were the wall, Devin, and the fact that Kale felt stupid that he had been so lazy as to take so long to dress.
"Wh...Wha...?" He said, his voice cracking this time, not only just high pitched. He started to feel red in the face. Then he glared. Why did this guy always make Kale feel like his head was all fogged up? It pissed him off! The guy was also a severe harasser! "Dude, back off. I have soccer today!" He lied, hoping even if he was the coaches son he'd believe him.

"UH-!" Kale stared. Stuttering, he said "Y-y-y-y-You d-d-don't k-know that!" He stuttered, turning redder still. He suddenly felt like he was on fire. And even though he still had his shirt tangled half way up his arms, he wanted to tear it off-Which he obviously WASN'T going to do with Devin all.....There. Wait! What was he thinking? They were both guys! Right? Right?! Still stiff, Kale avoided Devin's gaze, trying to keep his face in the annoyed looking state it was in. This heat was pure TORTURE! He was red from his cheeks to his ears, and he took a small step side ways in yet one more attempt to escape.

Staring wide eyed, Kale felt his heart flutter wildly, and then explode, almost as if he had just had a heat stroke. In fact, he actually let out air, his eyes glazing over, before his head fell back, and he fell over. As in fainted. Bright red, blushing, and so warm it was like he was a heater, Kale looked like a little boy, against the cold wooden floor. His eyebrows were knit together as if he was trying to stop himself from doing something, or enduring some painful experience he'd never had to deal with before. Which was true. He had never, EVER had to deal with affections from another person before. In fact, he was so inexperienced, he didn't even know what love felt like, and probably wouldn't be able to tell he was in love with someone if the love smacked him right in the face.

It was really cold......It felt really good too. Grumbling, Kale's head fell slightly to his right, and the coolness got even colder, making him sigh. He heart was still racing.....Why was he acting to odd? He hated Devin, the stupid twit. So why was he having spaz attacks like this? Were they....'Hate Attacks' or something? Slowly opening his eyes, face still extremely red, Kale tried to focus his vision.