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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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Noah “No problem, uh, we better go, Reese hates people coming late, I had him last year.”
Dakota “Thanks, uh, sure you don’t mind showing me?”
Noah “No, no problem, like I said I have science first too, so…”
Dakota “Thanks!”
He couldn’t help himself; the way Dakota moved down the hallway it was like he was gliding
more than just walking. Every movement seemed so effortless as he headed
towards the homeroom and all Noah could do was follow behind, his eyes
almost bulging as he stared at the way the tight cheeks of Dakota moved from
side to side. They looked so perfect, like tiny moons secured in a patch of
faded blue, almost like a dawn’s early sky really and he cursed himself,
knowing that as long as he kept thinking like this he was flirting with
disaster. With his luck, Dakota would notice if he hadn’t yet, and then
he’d really be in trouble. Least with Hector’s teasing, well it was
because of drama, not like he had been caught making a move on someone.
This, this would be way different and he lowered his head, feeling like he
was walking headlong into trouble.
12:30 p.m.
He didn’t know why he was sitting out here, it was an open
invitation for Hector and his buddies to harass him, but he just couldn’t
stop himself from being here, after all Dakota would be here, and he just
couldn’t get enough of watching him. Christ he felt like he was some love
sick puppy dog the way he had followed him around, hell it had even made him
late for English but he really didn’t care. To just be able to see him, to
see his face light up as he spoke, or to see the way he simply moved was
enough, well at least it would have to be.
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