# Chapter 1: How Roen met a sage

Author: Ginsenshi
Tags: Gay, M/M, Teen, growing up

#1 of Roen Olver Series

Roen's&nbsp; teenage&nbsp; life  
(working title)

by: Ginsenshi&nbsp;

Edits by: Spring87

This&nbsp; series&nbsp; is inspired&nbsp; by&nbsp; the&nbsp; song&nbsp; All American&nbsp; boy&nbsp;

You can&nbsp; find&nbsp; it&nbsp; at&nbsp; [https://youtu.be/12eCx0HLaGg?feature=YouView](https://youtu.be/12eCx0HLaGg?feature=YouView)

**Chapter 1: How&nbsp; Roen met a&nbsp; Sage&nbsp;**

It should&nbsp;have&nbsp;just&nbsp;been&nbsp;a&nbsp;night&nbsp;out&nbsp;with&nbsp;my&nbsp;best&nbsp;girl-friend, but it didn't&nbsp;turn out that way,&nbsp;&nbsp;since&nbsp;I fell&nbsp;for&nbsp;a guy&nbsp;who&nbsp;I didn't&nbsp;think I would&nbsp;fall for..

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It was&nbsp;to be my&nbsp;first night out with Jessie and her new boyfriend,&nbsp;Jonathan, the&nbsp;kind of&nbsp;guy&nbsp;one&nbsp;could&nbsp;stare into&nbsp;his eyes&nbsp;and&nbsp;get&nbsp;hopelessly lost in their depths.

As Jessie recounted&nbsp;over the phone earlier&nbsp;that&nbsp;day&nbsp;to me. He sounds&nbsp;so hot&nbsp; to me as&nbsp;she&nbsp;described&nbsp;him as&nbsp;Blond hair and&nbsp;blue eyes&nbsp;and 6'0 of&nbsp;pure&nbsp;smouldering hotness.

Since&nbsp;I couldn't&nbsp;very&nbsp;well&nbsp;tell for myself, since&nbsp;I couldn't&nbsp;see a&nbsp;thing. Oh yeah,&nbsp; I&nbsp;should&nbsp;tell you&nbsp;who&nbsp;I am, the name's Roen and&nbsp; this&nbsp;is the&nbsp;story&nbsp;of&nbsp;how it's&nbsp; better&nbsp;to&nbsp;have&nbsp;loved&nbsp;than not back in my&nbsp;high&nbsp;school&nbsp;days.&nbsp;

I&nbsp;got a&nbsp;call about&nbsp;8PM later&nbsp;that night.

"hello Go for&nbsp;Roe,"&nbsp; I said into my&nbsp;iPhone 5.

&nbsp;I&nbsp;heard&nbsp;Jessie's light&nbsp;voice&nbsp;on the other end,&nbsp;

"Hey Roe sweetie, you&nbsp;need to&nbsp;get off that&nbsp;Mac&nbsp;and&nbsp; come out with me&nbsp; and my&nbsp;new boyfriend," she&nbsp; started off with playfully, "Oh and he's&nbsp;really hot, plus,&nbsp;I&nbsp;think&nbsp;he&nbsp;might&nbsp;have a&nbsp;friend&nbsp;for you

too." she finished a little teasingly.

This&nbsp;lovely&nbsp;person here is&nbsp;Jessie or&nbsp;Jessica, though she&nbsp;hates&nbsp;her full name, she's about 5'5 with fiery&nbsp;red&nbsp;hair and&nbsp;a&nbsp;temper&nbsp;to match. She's&nbsp;such a&nbsp;tomboy, we&nbsp;met in 3rd grade, on the&nbsp;playground&nbsp;when&nbsp;nobody pick me for kickball, so we&nbsp;played&nbsp;tag and have&nbsp;been&nbsp;friends ever since, Jessie being the first one I&nbsp;came out&nbsp;to in&nbsp;7th grade,&nbsp; her reaction was simply:&nbsp;"Oh my&nbsp;God! Yes&nbsp;Roe! I&nbsp;knew it&nbsp;from day one." Then&nbsp;she&nbsp;playfully slapped&nbsp;me on&nbsp;the&nbsp;ass like&nbsp;she&nbsp;always&nbsp;loves to&nbsp;do.

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I&nbsp;gave a audible sigh at this&nbsp;news, Jessie seemed&nbsp;to&nbsp;go through guys&nbsp;like she does&nbsp;shoes seeming to have a&nbsp;new&nbsp;'love of her life' every&nbsp;other week.

"Fine, as&nbsp;long&nbsp;as the&nbsp;friend&nbsp;is&nbsp;hot and he&nbsp;better be Jess, not like that last one I went&nbsp;to&nbsp;dinner with&nbsp;and just wanted in my pants..."&nbsp;I warned her, remembering&nbsp;that&nbsp;unfortunate dinner with that bastard&nbsp;Patrick. He was on me&nbsp;in under a&nbsp;minute when we&nbsp;got&nbsp;back to my parents' place&nbsp;after dinner. Had&nbsp;to&nbsp;push him&nbsp;off&nbsp;real quick&nbsp;or&nbsp;dad would have&nbsp;come&nbsp;in&nbsp;with&nbsp;something to kill the&nbsp;bastard.

anways ...back&nbsp;to&nbsp;Jessie&nbsp;and her new boyfriend, I&nbsp;grabbed a shower and&nbsp; thrown&nbsp;on&nbsp; some&nbsp;black&nbsp;jeans and&nbsp;a&nbsp;grey shirt with the&nbsp;spider-man symbol&nbsp; , and my usual&nbsp;silver necklace&nbsp;with&nbsp;a eagle&nbsp;in&nbsp;flight and&nbsp;my two&nbsp;silver rings, one&nbsp; on my&nbsp;index&nbsp;and&nbsp;ring finger on my&nbsp;right hand. My&nbsp;ear rings&nbsp;always&nbsp; in&nbsp; place, a hoop,&nbsp;slightly&nbsp;above&nbsp;that a&nbsp;plain&nbsp;stud, both sterling&nbsp;silver, in my left ear .

I'm&nbsp;not&nbsp;a muscular&nbsp;guy&nbsp; or&nbsp; anything,&nbsp; but&nbsp;I&nbsp;keep&nbsp;fit&nbsp;with&nbsp;martial&nbsp;arts&nbsp;and&nbsp;such things, I'm about&nbsp; 5'6 in height, about 140 pounds&nbsp;with&nbsp;straight&nbsp;brown&nbsp;hair,&nbsp;that matches my&nbsp;eyes.. I guess&nbsp;I can&nbsp;be labelled as&nbsp;a&nbsp;gamer, my favourite&nbsp;types&nbsp; were&nbsp;stealth&nbsp;and&nbsp;action games, like&nbsp; the Splinter Cell series.&nbsp;

I heard&nbsp;Jessie's&nbsp;old beat up&nbsp;1980s red pickup truck stop&nbsp;in the&nbsp;driveway just behind&nbsp;dad's newer&nbsp;2005 Nissan truck, the older pickup's&nbsp;engine was&nbsp;the type&nbsp;you can hear a&nbsp;mile way, a well maintained V8&nbsp;engine.&nbsp;She&nbsp;shot&nbsp;me a quick&nbsp;text&nbsp;of ""here'. I grabbed&nbsp;my keys quickly,&nbsp;put&nbsp;them in my front&nbsp;pocket&nbsp;and of course, snatched my&nbsp;iPhone 5 off the&nbsp;charger as&nbsp;I went&nbsp;to&nbsp;meet&nbsp;Jess&nbsp;and her boyfriend as well as hopefully a hot&nbsp;guy&nbsp;for&nbsp;a&nbsp;night&nbsp;of&nbsp;what&nbsp;might happen.

A large fire&nbsp;crackled&nbsp;in front of me as&nbsp;I listened&nbsp;to&nbsp;Jessie making out&nbsp;with Jonathan. His&nbsp; hot friend and I just&nbsp;sat&nbsp;there awkwardly not&nbsp;saying much, since all the&nbsp;whisky&nbsp;was&nbsp;gone&nbsp;and&nbsp;I was&nbsp;kind&nbsp;of&nbsp;tipsy, the hot&nbsp;friend&nbsp;turned out to&nbsp;be AlexSage ,&nbsp;&nbsp;from my 4th&nbsp;period&nbsp;math&nbsp;class.&nbsp;He&nbsp;was&nbsp;cute&nbsp;from the description that&nbsp;Jessie&nbsp;gave me&nbsp;earlier&nbsp;on the&nbsp;way&nbsp;to&nbsp;the&nbsp;campsite,&nbsp;of 5'6 in height&nbsp;with&nbsp;dreamy&nbsp; blue eyes,&nbsp; &nbsp; ,red&nbsp;hair&nbsp;and&nbsp;boyish looks. &nbsp;

I heard&nbsp;the&nbsp;click&nbsp;of a&nbsp;lighter&nbsp;and&nbsp;the smell of&nbsp;smoke&nbsp;filled&nbsp;my nose, Jessie just&nbsp;about&nbsp; ready to&nbsp;roar and shout&nbsp;at him, since she hated&nbsp;smokers, he&nbsp;must&nbsp; have&nbsp;hidden it&nbsp;well&nbsp;to get&nbsp;past&nbsp;that&nbsp;strong&nbsp;dislike&nbsp;of&nbsp;Jess's.

I really&nbsp;didn't&nbsp;like&nbsp;smokers&nbsp;but&nbsp;as long&nbsp;as it&nbsp;wasn't totally&nbsp;in&nbsp;my face,&nbsp;I was fine with it.&nbsp;I&nbsp;stood&nbsp;up&nbsp;then&nbsp;intending&nbsp;to take&nbsp;a&nbsp;piss. Letting my&nbsp;cane&nbsp;snap into place, as I&nbsp;started&nbsp;walking&nbsp;towards&nbsp;the&nbsp;trees.&nbsp; A hand&nbsp;grabbed&nbsp;at my&nbsp;arm holding me&nbsp;back&nbsp;suddenly, "Hey umm...&nbsp;Oh yeah, Roen,&nbsp;where you&nbsp;going off too?"&nbsp;Alex asked shyly, sounding a&nbsp;little&nbsp;scared to my&nbsp;ears.

Alex,&nbsp;who was still&nbsp;holding on to my&nbsp;arm, as if he&nbsp;didn't&nbsp;think&nbsp;I&nbsp;could&nbsp;go and&nbsp;take a&nbsp;piss in the trees&nbsp;and&nbsp;make it&nbsp;back to the&nbsp;camp fire by myself.&nbsp;

"Just&nbsp;going to&nbsp;take a piss&nbsp;in the&nbsp;woods,&nbsp;too&nbsp;much whisky." I&nbsp;replied, as&nbsp;I felt Alex's&nbsp;grip loosen, "Oh... okay, sure."&nbsp;&nbsp;he&nbsp; said for&nbsp;all in the&nbsp;world&nbsp;sounding like&nbsp;a&nbsp;puppy&nbsp;that was just&nbsp;kicked.

As&nbsp;I&nbsp;continued onwards, soon&nbsp;finding my way&nbsp;to&nbsp;what I&nbsp;hoped&nbsp;was out of sight&nbsp;of the&nbsp;campfire, unzipped&nbsp;my&nbsp;fly&nbsp;and&nbsp;relieved my bladder.&nbsp;Zipping up&nbsp;my fly&nbsp;and wiping my&nbsp;hand&nbsp;on my jeans&nbsp;before heading back towards&nbsp;the&nbsp; campfire, knocking a&nbsp;few tree trunks with&nbsp;my sides&nbsp;on the&nbsp;way. I&nbsp;soon&nbsp;heard Jessie's&nbsp;voice raised&nbsp;high, almost&nbsp;shouting&nbsp;at&nbsp;Jonathan.&nbsp;

"You're&nbsp;going to&nbsp;burn the whole&nbsp;forest down you idiot, stop flicking the&nbsp; lit&nbsp;butts into the trees!" Jessie was in&nbsp;full on shouting mode now, I could hear Jonathan's hands&nbsp;curling into fists, his&nbsp;knuckles&nbsp;cracking as he did so.

I started running&nbsp;as fast as I could,&nbsp;hoping I could stop&nbsp;what might happen,&nbsp;I burst out of the woods, my breathing heavy&nbsp;as I heard a loud&nbsp;slap echoing through the&nbsp;quiet trees.

"So&nbsp;I&nbsp;take it the&nbsp;dates&nbsp;over?" I&nbsp;asked&nbsp;as&nbsp;I&nbsp;finally&nbsp;reach the&nbsp;campfire,&nbsp;my cane&nbsp;gripped in my hand&nbsp;ready&nbsp;to hit&nbsp;Jonathan&nbsp;upside the head&nbsp;if&nbsp;needed as Jessie spoke&nbsp;in a low&nbsp;voice towards&nbsp;my direction.

"Yes&nbsp;Roe, I think it is, so&nbsp;let's&nbsp;go." Jessie&nbsp;said, as she started&nbsp;walking&nbsp; to&nbsp;her truck.

"Oh&nbsp;hell&nbsp;no!&nbsp;You're not leaving us&nbsp;here!" Jonathan&nbsp;shouted.

I could hear Alex&nbsp;doing something,&nbsp;maybe&nbsp;covering&nbsp;his&nbsp;ears&nbsp;and&nbsp;singing to himself, " la-la-la-la-la&nbsp; I'm not hearing this". I&nbsp;think I heard&nbsp;a rumour&nbsp;his parents&nbsp;fought all the time.&nbsp;I&nbsp;walked&nbsp;over to&nbsp;check on Alex, my&nbsp;hand&nbsp;finding a shoulder as&nbsp;I&nbsp;rested my hand there, "You&nbsp;okay&nbsp;Alex?"

He jumped then and fell to his knees,&nbsp;scared at my touch. He stammered

out&nbsp;weakly in&nbsp;reply, "Yea.... yeah&nbsp;Roe, I've&nbsp;fine." he&nbsp;stammered&nbsp;in&nbsp;reply.

"You&nbsp;want a&nbsp;ride back&nbsp;with&nbsp;Jess and me?" I asked&nbsp;him,&nbsp;hearing&nbsp;him&nbsp;getting&nbsp;back to&nbsp;his&nbsp;feet.&nbsp;

"Uhh....I&nbsp;don't&nbsp;know,&nbsp;Jonny&nbsp;said he&nbsp;give&nbsp;me&nbsp;a&nbsp;ride back."&nbsp; he&nbsp;said quietly.

Just then&nbsp;Jonathan's&nbsp;voice&nbsp;broke through&nbsp;our talk. "You&nbsp;find your&nbsp;own way&nbsp;home&nbsp;faggot!" He&nbsp;yelled&nbsp;seemly at the top of&nbsp;his&nbsp;lungs.

Once&nbsp;more&nbsp;a loud&nbsp;slap landed&nbsp;on&nbsp;a cheek of the&nbsp;jerk&nbsp;and&nbsp;I heard&nbsp;Jessie's keys&nbsp;inserting&nbsp;into the&nbsp;lock&nbsp;of her&nbsp;pickup, "C'mon&nbsp; Roe, Alex&nbsp;let's&nbsp;go already!"&nbsp;

I smiled&nbsp;at&nbsp;Alex, taking his&nbsp;hand to encourage&nbsp;him&nbsp;as he&nbsp;and I&nbsp;&nbsp;walked&nbsp; to Jessie's&nbsp;truck to&nbsp;get&nbsp;home.

"Hey&nbsp;Jess, you know where you're&nbsp;going?" I&nbsp;asked&nbsp;settling into&nbsp;the back&nbsp; bench seats&nbsp;of her&nbsp;truck. "Yeah,&nbsp;I&nbsp;picked up&nbsp;Alex&nbsp;from his&nbsp;place, since Jonathan didn't&nbsp;want&nbsp;Alex in his&nbsp;Charger."

Alex&nbsp;spoke&nbsp;up, shyly&nbsp;but&nbsp;enough to&nbsp;be heard. "Can&nbsp; I&nbsp; ...?" as he sat&nbsp;himself beside me in Jess's&nbsp;truck, " Can&nbsp;I stay&nbsp;with you&nbsp;tonight&nbsp;Roe? My&nbsp;parents don't&nbsp;know&nbsp;I'm&nbsp;gay and&nbsp;well... I'm&nbsp;not&nbsp;sure&nbsp;how&nbsp;they'll take it"

The&nbsp;sound&nbsp;of old&nbsp;truck's engine&nbsp;kicked into&nbsp;life just then as I&nbsp;nodded&nbsp;my head&nbsp;at&nbsp;Alex. "Yeah&nbsp;sure,&nbsp;my&nbsp;parents&nbsp;wouldn't&nbsp;mind at all.'

&nbsp;With&nbsp;this&nbsp;said&nbsp;we&nbsp;headed back to my place, the&nbsp;truck hitting&nbsp;every dip in the dirt road on the&nbsp;way.

Jonathan&nbsp;shouting&nbsp;at the&nbsp;truck's tail lights&nbsp;all the&nbsp;while as they receded into the distance.

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