Just his luck - 1. Chapter 1

I really like the story, but it's very difficult to read when your space bar only works occasionally.

On 06/27/2011 04:58 PM, badbart said:

I really like the story, but it's very difficult to read when your space bar only works occasionally.

here.... somewhat edited

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“Theo come on it’s time to go.” Geneva Jackson called from the PA system in the kitchen of their seventeenth century ten bedroom house. The Jackson family lived like royalty and it was just as well since wealth and prestige were inherited traits rather than achieved ones; not that they didn't have to work to maintain it.

“Really Mom, I thought I heard a rumor that school didn't’t resume until tomorrow.” Theodore Jackson said cantering to a halt at the top of the three flight stairwell. He considered for a moment whether to honor or disregard his morning routine of sliding down the banister.

“Get your bag anyway, we’we will swing by and if there are no classes,which I doubt is the case, I’m early enough to take you back home.”

“Shit, you’re no fun,” Theo said mounting the banister to begin his five second glide. It was fun; a bit immature for a boy of fifteen nonetheless the thrill of the rush always calmed his nerves.

“Grow up Theo. you’re getting too old for that.” Geneva said as he landed with a heavy thump at her feet.

“Where’s Dad?”

“Fuck if I know, he’s probably out getting his ass rimmed. God Knows I could use a good f—”

“Jesus Mom!” Theo exclaimed covering his ears and escaping as fast as he could to the kitchen. Altidore the butler was making eggs and bacon with pancakes for breakfast but instead of grabbing a plate Theo took an apple from the fruits bowl on the counter.

“Not eating today Theodore?”Altidore asked as Theo took a bite out of the apple.

“Sorry Al, Mom made me lost my appetite.”

“All I said was that—”

Give it a rest Mom!” Theo nearly screamed as he made his way to from the kitchen to the garage.

Theo was the youngest son for Graham Jackson and the only one for Geneva. Geneva had adopted a 6 month old girl from South Africa, her name was Cytherea and she was now 2 years old. Graham on the other hand fathered two children from his previous marriage both of whom were enrolled in Ditoria University. Theo was a real looker, he had golden brown hair which he grew out and wore at shoulder length. He had the same smooth creamy white complexion, dazed blue eyes, rose pink lips and straight nose as his mother. He was slim built with subtle muscles, an exact replica of his father at that age. If he wanted Theo could have been the most beautiful boy in school but it was never his style to live above or even close to the attention radar.

“Seatbelt,” Geneva said as Theo started the engine of his new Ferrari 550 Barchetta. It was a flaming red convertible with conspicuous bullet designs all over the car. In exactly two weeks Theo would turn 16 and according to family tradition he would receive his first mode of transportation which was handpicked by the youngest member of the family. Unluckily for Theo she was only 2 years old and was only interested in pretty shiny bright colored things. “Thanks Cye,” was all Theo could have said when the car arrived on the weekend before school was to begin. Custom also dictated that the car be test-driven approximately two weeks before the new owners birthday and that meant that Theo had to drive his car to school on the first day back from the Christmas holiday. All his life, Theo had committed himself to avoiding unnecessary attention and all his hard work would be undone before his very eyes

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The first thing Antonio Caparelli saw when he arrived at Mauko High School was a red Ferrari parked haphazardly on the side pavement leading to the entrance of the school building. It was a beauty to behold but nothing compared to the boy who stepped from the vehicle. He was attired in grey jeans a couple sizes too small, a long sleeve white shirt with a black wool sweater. A woman also stepped out of the passenger side of the car. The Resemblance was uncanny and so Toni quickly discarded the notion of a girlfriend and settled for the more likely story of her being his mother. The woman smoothed the boy’s hair and then kissed him daintily on the cheek. He Held the driver’s door open for her and then closed it after she had gotten in. He was not smug about his obvious wealth but instead shyness resonated from every fiber of his being. As soon as the car drove away, the boy made his way into the school with his head held down and his book bag slung neatly over his shoulder. Everyone stared as he passed but no one spoke to the boy and from inside of his black and silver Toyota Camry Hybrid, Toni Had found his first friend.

Toni had moved from Ditoria with his family to the little state of Mauko. His family was of an Italian Background and so trouble tended to seek them out. It was less likely that any of the Caparelli Could land into trouble in a state as small as this one but they weren't counting their eggs before they hatched. Angela Caparelli was a housewife by choice and an artist by profession. She had many paintings and drawings on display in art museums all over the world. She worked under an alias for security purposes and it made life easier for her children since any special treatment and attention they got was based on their works. Bernard Caparelli on the other hand was like the godfather. He operated a large enterprise which was legally registered as an escort service but deep down and known only by relatives and a selected few of their friends Capa-Bears Escort Was the largest guns and drug corporation in the entire world. They operated out of Ditoria, Espilce and Jamaica, the latter being the smallest chain. They were like the Walmart of the drug world. Of course, Toni knew all about the family business in fact he was in line to take over the operations.

In his former schools Toni was known for three things: athletics,academics and ass. He never met a girl he didn't’t want to fuck but what only his family knew and what no one would never ever suspect was that Toni had a soft spot for men too. He was always bi-sexual and that part of him was now activated at the sight of that sweet innocent boy. He wanted him and the only problem would be whether the boy would feel the same way.

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Theo stood at his locker reading a paperback the same way he did every morning as he waited for the bell which signaled the beginning of yet another blasé day at school. A group of giggling girls nearby encouraged him to look up that’s when he saw him. Anew face, the most handsome face Theo had ever seen. For a moment he’d forgotten about the book in his hand and stared uncharacteristically at the boy who was looking around the room. Finally their eyes met and the boy smiled, then began walking hurriedly to the place where Theo stood. Theo panicked and as fast as he could start to stuff his book in his bag, set the combination on his locker and turned to leave but the boy was standing right there.

“Hi,” Toni said smiling beautifully and revealing an even set of pearly white teeth. He was taller than Theo by about 5 inches and had more defined muscles. He had a perfect tanned complexion, hazel eyes, well defined cheekbones and cherry red lips. “Could you show me to the Admissions Office?” he asked

“Ah, sure,” Theo replied the surprise registering both on his face and in his voice.

“I’m Antonio Caparelli by the way, but you can call me Toni.” He introduced

“Theodore Jackson,” Theo said taking the hand Toni Presented for a handshake. Theo’s hand was cool to the touch and very soft which contrasted with Toni’s more manly coarse texture.

Theo led the way up a flight of stairs which led to the third floor corridor where both the language lab and Admissions and Consultation was located.

“Thanks Jackson,” Toni said then he turned and rapped on the door. A small voice from within answered and Theo made his way down the corridor to his first class of the day. As was customary, Theo took his seat at the back of the class and just as he removed his Spanish text book and his novel the bell rang. The students filled in without acknowledging Theo’s presence and took their respective seats in and around the vicinity of the front of the class.

Mr. Fernandez entered the class five minutes after the bell and with him, to Theo’s surprise was Toni. A smile spread across Toni’s face as soon as he saw Theo and he was about to make his way to him when Mr. Fernandez stopped him.

“Good morning students, we have a new student with us today, his name is Antonio Caparelli.” Mr. Fernandez introduced Toni began to move again but once again he was stopped. “Tell us a little about yourself then you may take a seat.”

“Like he said, I’m Antonio Caparelli, American by birth,Italian by nurture and as far as the stereotypes go I like food, love sex and can't live without money.” Toni said all the time staring at Theo and smiling.

“Interesting,” was all Mr. Fernandez said as Toni made his way to the back of the class amidst the murmurs and snickers from the students.

“Hello again,” Toni said taking the seat next to Theo.

“If I could have all your attention now,” Mr. Fernandez Called as the entire class had turned in their seats to openly stare at the two boys.

Theo was unable to concentrate on the lesson being taught due in part to Toni’s closeness and the stares which found then whenever Mr.Fernandez’s back was turned. Finally the class ended and as always Theo was the last to leave the room. As he exited the room he encountered Toni.

‘What’s your next class?” He asked.

“Algebra,” Theo replied wanting to add ‘Why do you care but didn't’t.

“Crap, guess I chose wrong, I have trigonometry. Well I’I will see you at lunch then.” Toni said

“L-lunch?” Theo stammered

“There’s a problem?”

“Other than the fact that I’m the last person you’d want to be seen with since most people usually go out of their way not to see me, no there's no problem.” Theo answered sarcastically. “Maybe you should consider sitting with someone more.... more sociable.” Toni laughed and then as though they were pals from as far back as kindergarten Toni threw an arm around Theo’s shoulder.

“You’re pathetic,” Toni said as they entered the Math Corridor. “See you at lunch,” and with that he left Theo at the door marked MR2.

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Trigonometry seemed to go on forever. It was a 2 hour session with heavy flirtation from most of the girls in the class. Finally the bell rang and Toni was the first person to leave the classroom. Theo lived up to Toni’s expectation of being shy and innocent. He was also very honest and very noble two of the most important traits Toni looked for in a partner.

The cafeteria was pack and as Toni grabbed a tray and choose his desired lunch he scanned the tables for any sign of Theo.

“Hey Antonio,” Marsha Andrews one of the flirters from Trig class and head cheerleader called. She was the type of girl Toni would have gone out with but his inclinations were now towards Theo and suddenly the thought of being with a girl annoyed him. “You wanna sit with us?” she asked smiling her dimpled smile.

“Ah, thoughtful of you to ask but I’d rather not,” Tony Replied with mock polity. The girls at the table gasped as apparently no one had ever declined an invitation to sit at what was evidently the cool table.

“Why are you always hiding?” Toni asked as he had found Them at the extreme back of the cafeteria with next to no one else there except a couple of science nerds and even they were ahead of him.

“It is second nature to me,” Theo replied with a reserved smile.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Toni asked looking at the bottle of water and potato chips Theo had in front of him.

“What do you call this?”

“Snack, how can you go through an entire day of school with nothing but that in your stomach?”

“That’s my first nature.” Theo replied finally looking up from his tray when Toni laughed.

“So where do you live?”

“Ah, just off J-Grove,” Theo replied trying not to sound conceited.

“No need to be modest with me Jackson, I can tell you're not one to boast, you might be spoiled but it’s not your fault.” Toni replied chuckling

“I’m not spoilt and I try not to be conceited that’s part of the reason I stay away from people.”

“Well you can’t stay away from me. I’m on to you.” Toni said eating the last of his turkey sandwich. “I live like thirty minutes from Jackson Grove. You know the Carter Estate?”

“Nope, I don’t really get out much.” Theo replied again flushing red.

“Wonderful, would you like to come over after school?”

“Me?” Theo asked stupidly

“Well, you’re the only one sitting with me aren’t you? So What do you say?” Theo was still lost for words again, something that had been happening too often since he met Toni.“It’s alright if you don’t wanna, I’ll understand.”

I mean of course I’d love to come,”

“That can be arranged,” Toni mumbled

“What?”

“Please tell me you take Chemistry.” Toni said changing the topic. Thinking about Theo in asexual way was giving him a hard on and lunch time was almost over.

“Yea that’s my next session.”

“And then what?”

“Uhm, Info Tech,”

“Fuck me, I never figured you for the computer type, I Thought you were more of the equation and formula guy so I chose Physics. Guess I could get a switch after school.” Toni said popping his soda and taking a swig.

“Are you telling me that you signed up for all the classes you thought I’d be in?”

“Yup, after all I’m the new kid and you’re my only friend.”Toni replied with that same alluring smile.

“Only because you want me to be,” Theo mumbled a hint of red on his cheeks.

“Come on we’re gonna be late,” Toni said and just then the bell rang.