Schande's Story-Chapter 2
#2 of Schande's Story
CHAPTER 2
Schande looked at the stranger with shock. The stranger was a short, all-white dog with a big black nose. He was wearing a pink tank top and jean shorts. He has a golden hoop ear ring in his right ear, and had a pompadour-lke haircut. The stranger smiled widely at Schande.
Stranger: "Hey there roomie!"
Schande had the same look of shock on his face. He looked behind him into the hallway, saw that it was empty, and closed the door behind him.
Schande: "Who are you???"
Stranger: "Griffin, Jasper Griffin. Junior, but people call me J.J. My dad and I just moved down here."
Schande eyed him curiously. He had an extremely flamboyant voice. Could he be gay as well? No of course not, like Schande would have that kind of luck.
J.J: "What's your name?"
Schande: "Uh...Schande. I'm sorry, did you call me roomie?"
J.J: "Yep, I'm your new roommate!"
Schande contemplated this for a second. Then he spoke to J.J. sadly.
Schande: "You should probably just ask for a new roommante. You won't want to room with me..."
J.J: "Why ever not?"
Schande hesitated. Might as well tell him.
Schande: "I'm gay..."
To Schande's utter surprise, J.J. smiled warmly at him. To Shande's even greater surprise he laughed, not in a ridiculing way, but a friendly way.
J.J: "I feel like we're already good friends, since you just told me your deepest secret. Well here's an earful for ya, I'm gay too!"
Schande (surprised): "You are?"
J.J: "Oh, what, you couldn't tell?"
J.J. laughed at his joke. Schande chuckled too, he hadn't had a conversation like this to anyone before. He had never had anyone he talked to accept that he was gay. Needless to say, he was overjoyed by this fact. He sat down by J.J. on the bed. But then something hit him, which made this exceedingly rare happy moment fade away instantly.
Schande: "You definitely don't wanna be openly gay here, unless you wanna be jumped every time you try to go to class..."
J.J. looked horrified.
J.J: "You get beat up? Oh, that's horrible! Who does it?"
Schande: "Gage and his 2 croneys. They are raging homophobes. They even made a group that swore to make any gay person's life a living hell. They call themselves the Anti-Faggot Gang, or AFG."
J.J's reaction was not what Schande had expected. Instead of gasping in terror, he laughed again. Schande thought J.J. was getting more and more peculiar by the minute. The odd thing, he liked it.
Schande (smiling): "What's so funny?"
J.J. (chuckling): "You can't spell fag without AFG. I'm telling ya, they're all closets!"
Schande laughed harder than he ever had in his entire life. He probably laughed harder than was socially acceptable. Schande and J.J. were rolling on the bed screaming in hysterics. After about two minutes of uncontrollable laughing, they sat up hyperventilating, trying to gain control of their breath.
Schande: "You are hilarious! I've never had a friend before."
Schande suddenly wore a sheepish look. J.J. giggled. Schande looked into J.J's eyes, lost in their gaze. He found the pooch absolutely adorable. What he wouldn't give to have J.J. for a mate. Maybe he would make a move on him, but he would take it easy at first.
Schande: "Would you like help unpacking?"
J.J: "No, I got it."
J.J. hopped off the bed and bent down to pick up his suitcase. Unbeknownst to Schande, J.J. was showing off to his new friend. Schande Looked at the dog's adorable rump. His sheath started to stir. Schande quickly looked away and looked at the clock. It read 3:30 PM. Schande gasped.
Schande: "Oh shit, I'm going to be late for work!"
Schande worked at the local Chuck E. Cheese, as the Chuck mascot. He loathed the job, but it put money in his wallet. He got up and grabbed his uniform. He rushed into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, put some deodorant on, and changed into his uniform. He bolted out of the bathroom, said goodbye to J.J., and rushed out of the dorm. He made it to work just in time. He hated the job almost as much as the AFG, but the notion of him finally having a friend was enough to make him pull through another grueling shift of kids running at him screaming, "Chuck E!"
TO BE CONTINUED...