the life of the gay bestfriend

Chapter 4
It had been a little over a week, the things seemed to have die down. Except Randy wont talk to me, and Kendall's Mom suddenly decided they are going on vacation,but she'll be back tomorrow. School was a little lonely without her or Randy to talk to, so I settled for my back-up friends Kristy and Noelle.
"So you macked on that Randy kid" Noelle asked, by the way Noelle is pretty much socialy retarded.
"umm yeh i ges" i said.
"what does macked mean" kristy asked, Kristy is just regular retarded.
"it means make out" i told her.
"oooh, but i heard people say he wanted to do it but you ran away........" Kristy suddenly stopped but she looked like she still needed to say somthing "....why did you run away"
"i just didnt want to have sex then thats all" i told her.
"so do you take it in the ass or do u like to be on top" Noelle decided she had the right to ask, see why their my back-up friends.
"ummm thats kind of a personal question dont you think" i replied. Kristy and Noelle looked at eachother then both looked at me.
"no" they said. you know they seem alot like me and Kendall only not as cute, or funny, or pretty, or popular, or liked, or as good as us. their like the generic version of us, pretty much the same but is not as good.
"you totally take it up the ass" Noelle said. kristy giggled.
"uuuh" i was between a rock and a retarded hard place when the bell rang thank god "oooh!!! theres the bell got to go" i walked as fast as i coulod without being obvious i was running away. then i remembered that Randy is in my next class before all the drama it was my favorite class just because he was in it, i use to lean in and whisper somthing in his ear and sniff him. oh my go he smelled good. it wasnt like creepy though i just really like his deoderant...and him. so i went into class and it was a substitute he was young like maybe 24, he was really hot, he looked confused and was looking for somthing he turned around quickly and said
"just a minute please talk quietly" he was so cute he had dark blonde hair cut short like a crew cut he was muscular too, must of been his first time seeing how no one told him to wear an undershirt because his shirt was see through, he had a six pack and a tattoo but i could tell what it was, but he looked like an abercrombie and fitch model. while i was checking out the sub cute but somone tapped on my shoulder, i turned around it was Randy. oh joy.
"hey" i said like there was nothing wrong "Sit next to me"
"alright" he pulled out a chair "I am so,so sorry about last week"
"ooh dont worry about that" i said.
"oh i have been" he seemed to get nervous " i wanted to know if you-"
"alright alright enough talking time for class" the hot sub said. "i am Mr. Daniels, but you may call me Mr. D" Mr. D had a british accent, even better. i looked at Randy and could tell he was checking out the substitute.
"is'nt Mr. D hot" i whispered in Randys ear
"ah smokin dude" randy said. Randy talks about hot guys like a straight guy would about girls funny
"i know look at his butt"i whispered
"ah nice and tight, i'd like to loosen it if you know what i mean" he whispered, so randys a top. YES!!!!, and yes i do like to bottom is that a crime? but suddenly i really wanted randy, maybe it was his straight appeal, maybe i was turned on by the substitute, or maybe i just realized i really like him, whatever it was i wanted him. so i took a chance and whispered
"would you like to loosen me?" his eyes jumped he was astonished all of a sudden there was a lump in his jeans "well? oh and by the way tell you pants it isnt polite to point"
"are you serious about this" he asked looking nervous
"as a heart attack" i said but somebody else said heart attack also it was Mr. D everyone looked upset. "what about a heart attack Mr. D?" i asked
" Mrs. Tarkum had a heart attack last night and is no longer with us , i am going to be your teacher for the remainder of the year" Mr. D explained, that was awful everyone loved Mrs. Tarkum she was so sweet and made english so much fun. she was randys favorite teacher because she helped him with his work without making it obvious that he couldnt read like the other teachers, and when we had partner projects she would always assign us together because she knew i was the only one in class who wouldnt mind working with him. so class finished up we had to write a speech that we would give at Mrs. Tarkums funeral if we went, some people started crying but randy seemed off, i rubbed his shoulder.
"whats wrong?" i asked, he didnt answer the bell rang he got up i went to follow him.
"excuse me Taylor Wyatt? i heard my name and turned around "please come here"
"yes" i was a little annoyed
" i was just reading your speech here and it is incredible you seem to be an amazing writer" he told me like i didnt know.
"yeah Mrs. Tarkum said the same thing she kept all my writing in her top drawer" I said
"oh yes i know they cleaned out her dexk this morning i made sure to hold on to them to return them to you" he explained. an idea hit me like a ton of bricks, let him keep them and read threw them hes an english nerd i can impress him with it, ahh im so briliant.
"umm can i pick them up at the end of the day" i asked "you can read through them if you want"
"i would very much like that, alright i'll see you at the end of the day" he said, i know its pointless to impress him because nothing is going to happen but its fun to play with him. for the rest of the day i tried to find randy to tell him no one is going to be home until eight at my house so we can have our fuun there but he was no where to be found. so at the end of the day i went to the bike racks which was an awful place filled with ugly bikers who choose not to bathe reularly. but he wasnt there. so i went home alone did my homework and made dinner. i was stirrng my pasta when there was a knock on the door, i went to the door and opened it, it was Kendall.
"Hey!!!" i said excited "i thought you told everyone you werecoming home tomorrow.
"no i told everyone i'd be back at school tomorrow but that dosnt matter i have some bad news" she said distressed
"ooh i do to" i said
"okay i think mine is worse so tell me yours first" she said
"alright" i braced myself to hug her "Mrs. Tarkum died"
"oooh thats awful, but my turn" i was confused why didnt she care what could be so bad it made the death of the nicest teacher in school matter so little "umm i might be pregnant"
fuck!