# High School Complications: Part 2

Author: A_Backwards_Wolf
Tags: Clean, Gay Relationships, Highschool, M/M

#1 of Highschool Complications

 **Okay. &nbsp;I know it looks awful, but I fixed most of it now! &nbsp;Kind of.. &nbsp;=^.^=**

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My phone exploded with an aurora of color into my skull as I stared at its screen. &nbsp;My hands began to sweat as I fumbled with my phone's keyboard.

"Hey," I replied; I didn't know what else to say. &nbsp;How did he get my number? &nbsp;Why was he texting me? &nbsp;I began to pant with frustration. &nbsp;Time was meaningless, and I only existed wen the phone buzzed with a new message.

"Saw you with Jake today." &nbsp;The message ended iwht a period, was the significant? I knew he had een watching me, I saw his eyes burn green like the heart of the jungle. &nbsp;

"Yeah. &nbsp;He was upset because he thought I had ingored him," I attempted to justify my actions, but with mixed feelings. &nbsp;Was he angry with me? &nbsp;Why would he be? &nbsp;We've never spoken at all. &nbsp;The next text came almost instantaneously.

"You should have ignored him. &nbsp;Stay away from him. &nbsp;You have no idea who you're messing with." &nbsp;I read the message once. &nbsp;Twice I looked over the words. &nbsp;The third time I was met with a growing anger inside of me. &nbsp;He can't tell me what to do, he doesn't even know me! &nbsp;We've never talked! &nbsp;This is rediculous! &nbsp;

"Why?" &nbsp;I watched the ceiling until my phone buzzed again. &nbsp;

"Trust me, you're better off not knowing," He said. Ugh! &nbsp;This was infuriating! &nbsp;I was at a loss for words. &nbsp;How arrogant, how completely insane would you have to be to treat me like this? &nbsp;I'm too good for him. &nbsp;That's it. &nbsp;He's scared of me. &nbsp;I attempted to repeat those lines until I believed them, but envy green emeralds seemed to stalk my every thought.

"But... &nbsp;Why?" &nbsp;I was feeling more and more like the victim in some obscure soap opera each time he responded. &nbsp;And every denial of information riled me up.

"It's a long story, and I don't wanna text it all," he replied.

"Then I'll come over. &nbsp;Where do you live?" &nbsp;Truth be told, I already knew where he lived, I just didn't want to come across as the stalker I am. &nbsp;I climbed out the window, closing it behind me as I left in the night.

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The night air against my fur was bracing at first, but after the initial shock I became numb with sivers. &nbsp;His house was down the street from mine; ten minutes away. &nbsp;I got to the front door and hesitated as I thought about knocking. &nbsp;One light was on upstairs, I assumed it was Tracy's. &nbsp;

"I'm here." &nbsp;I sent him a text and waited on the lawn. &nbsp;The grass was cold and wet, but it was better than being seen by someone who didn't need to see me. A window opened and a fire ladder was on the sill. &nbsp;Tracey's face appeared in the window.

"Psst!" &nbsp;He whispered. &nbsp;I stood and walked over to the window, but he didn't drop the ladder.

"What the hell?" &nbsp;

"What's the secret password?" He whispered. &nbsp;I groaned, and my phone vibrated in my pocket.

"The secret password is 'please'." The text read. &nbsp;I looked up at Tracey and laughed.

"Please?" &nbsp;The ladder dropped down and I climbed up into the window. &nbsp;Tracy was at the threshold pulling the ladder up after I had climbed in. &nbsp;I stood in his room, observing my surroundings. &nbsp;It was tiny; a twin sized bed was stuck in the corner, and a small white dresser was in the opposite corner. Somehow I had imagined his room so much more interesting, but I couldn't complain, my room was only a bed.

"So. Hey." &nbsp;He said. &nbsp;'Hey?' &nbsp;He couldn't find anything else to say? &nbsp;Really?

"Hey." &nbsp;I wanted to slap myself. &nbsp;

"You shouldn't talk to Jake anymore." He was serious. &nbsp;His facial features froze into a concerned look.

"Why not?" I asked, a puzzled expression settled on my face. &nbsp;"He likes me, and I like him." &nbsp;Did I really feel the need to justify our relationship?

"We used to date." &nbsp;

Woah. &nbsp;Did not see that coming. &nbsp;I knew he was cute, but gay? &nbsp;No. &nbsp;This is too good. &nbsp;I froze in my seat, legs crossed and my tail still.&nbsp;

"Did he do something bad?" &nbsp;I wanted to know so bad.

"Yeah." A sudden spark of sadness illuminated his eyes; they were the color of a melancholy, longing desire. &nbsp;A sunset over a pasture of golden green wheat sprouting for the first time to meet the fresh air. &nbsp;The contours of his face formed the valleys and peaks from which every songbird would flock to just to watch the sun set. &nbsp;Maybe one day they might sing a song as beautiful as that scene. &nbsp;Overwhelmed by his beauty my hand came to rest on his, and all of a sudden I trust him into a hug.

His arms stayed at his sides and my heart was wretched out of place. &nbsp;A single crystal tear fell from his eye and I cleaned him up with my shirt. &nbsp;I checked the clock on his dressed and told him that I had to leave. &nbsp;This time, he hugged me. &nbsp;For a moment I was flying in the sky and taking a bath in a rainbow, then he let me go. &nbsp;I climbed out the window with wobbly knees. &nbsp;Just then, a car drove by. &nbsp;It was Kelsey.

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