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Trials and Tribulations - 10. Chapter 10 When it Rains, it Pours

What's going to happen between JT and Andy? Is Mr. Horn and JT's father going to fight? And what about JT calling Andy and Joey boyfriend? How is Andy going to react?

Chapter 10
When it Rains it Pours

 

Mr. Horn quickly stepped between JT and me, before any blows could be thrown. Mr. Horn’s presence reassured me, but wasn’t doing much to ease my anger. Before another word could be spoken, a city cop rushed up and asked JT and his father to follow him towards the parking lot. The officer made it clear that this wasn’t a request; they had to leave or they would be going to jail. As JT was turning to leave, he took one more look at me with pure hatred in his eyes which made me shiver.

Mr. Horn looked around, and noticed the crowd that had surrounded us during the confrontation. “Okay folks, the show is over. You need to either head back to the game or leave.” Everyone could see he meant every word and didn’t hang around. I stood beside him shaking with a combination of anger and fear; because what had been said, and by what had almost happened. Both Joey and I had been threatened and unknowingly, he had correctly called Joey my boyfriend. I didn’t know how many people were there, or how many might have taken anything JT had said seriously.

I realized with a growing horror that the truth would be coming out soon to everyone. Between Joey’s legal situation which would let everyone know he was gay, and JT’s ranting, it wouldn’t take much for people in this town to put two and two together, come to the conclusion that I was gay, and that we were boyfriends. As that realization struck home I started to shake uncontrollably and feel lightheaded. I fell back into my chair, resting my elbows on my knees, and I bent over, with my head down, watching my hands shake spastically.

Mr. Horn took one look at me and saw that I was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm. He squatted down in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. “Andy, are you okay, son?”

I raised my head and looked him in the eyes. I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t trust my voice. So, I just shook my head no.

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When Joey had first gotten to the concession stand, he was asked by Miss Stuart to help bring up the buckets of ice and fill the storage machine for the game. There was another student already turning on the popcorn maker and setting up trays marked Coke, Diet Coke, Sprite, and water. It didn’t take him long to fill the machine before he was asked to help the other student finish up with the drinks.

Joey was busy filling paper cups with ice, as a girl filled them with drinks. He had noticed her stealing looks at him, when she thought he wouldn’t notice, and her actions brought a small smile to his face. He also noted that she was a very pretty girl and would turn heads in the near future, if not already. Hey, Joey might be gay, but he wasn’t blind. They were probably in the same grade and she was close to his height. She appeared to be nervous, because she was consistently overfilling the drinks with her shaky hands.

Once the girl filled all the cups, she turned to Joey. “Hi. I’m Cindy.”

Joey took a deep breath, turned to face her and put on his brightest smile. “Hi Cindy, my name is Joey.”

“You’re new here aren’t you?” Cindy smiled shyly as she watched every move Joey made.

“Yup, I just moved here last week.” Joey paused, as if he wasn’t sure what he was going do, but as Cindy seemed ready to ask another question he beat her to it. “Do you work the concession stand every game?”

“Yes, my brother is on the team, and I try to do my part to help.”

“Is there a game every week?” Joey put the question to her gently. Cindy smiled widely.

“Nearly every week, yes. But only half of the games are home games. So I only work the concession stand then. At the away games I’m in the stand cheering Paul on. Paul’s my brother.”

Just then they started getting busy, and neither had time to ask any personal questions, which was just fine with him.

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Mr. Horn had me put my head between my legs and it seemed to work. In no time, I felt a lot better- at least physically. I still had several bad scenarios running through my head concerning Joey and me. With my head between my legs, I felt like was about to kiss my ass good-bye, because of the McCrays, I decided not to say anything to Joey about what happened. I’d deal with this on my own; Joey had enough to worry about already.

“I think I’m better now Mr. Horn.” I had been so absorbed in my own thoughts that when I had finally glanced up, I found Mr. Horn watching me closely and appeared really worried.

“Are you sure Andy? There’s no rush here.” I could hear the concern in his voice. I had gotten to know Mr. Horn over the last week and discovered I liked him. He really seemed to care about us, not only as his students, but as real people.

“Yes Sir.” I stood to test my legs out and to show him I was better. The shakes were gone and I actually did feel better. “See? I’m good to go now,” I grinned.

He patted me on the shoulder and looked me straight in the eyes as he talked to me. “Good, you’re done for the tonight. Go find your friend, and you two can watch the rest of the game.” I could tell he was as relieved as I was for me to be feeling better.

“Thank you, Sir.” I smiled and I started to leave; but I stopped and turn back to him as he started to get the money and ticket stubs together. “I mean it, Mr. Horn, thanks for everything.” I added with a real show of respect for the man that stopped my night from becoming a nightmare.

“That’s my job Andy, but you ARE welcome.” He put the money down for a moment as he smiled at me. He made sure he had my attention, before he continued speaking. “Don’t allow what JT’s father said get to you. As for JT, he’s just parroting his father. You shouldn’t allow the bigotry of others to control your own emotions and actions. When you do, you’ll be giving hate a place to live.” The more he spoke the more passionate he became. “Then it festers inside of you and takes over. You’ll end up just like those you hate. There’s a lot more support here in Pine Hills than it may seem; just remember to always be true to yourself. You’re a fine young man, Andy Collins, and I’m proud to be your principal. Now get out of here, and enjoy the game with your friends.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded. I turned and walked through the gate, headed towards the concession stand, with my mind racing. I couldn’t help but think of what JT said, and then I realized I had threatened his life, in front of God and everyone. I thought, ‘That was so stupid. I could have said a million different things, but no, I had to threaten to kill him.’ My mind jumped immediately to what Mr. Horn had just told me. I didn’t quite understand what he had meant by support, but I think I understood what he meant by not letting hatred get a toe-hold in my life. Hatred is like a cancer, which will only grow and consume you. It was then I realized how caring Mr. Horn really was. He had avoided the phrase; ‘hate is like a cancer,’ because of my mother. Yet, he had gotten his point across all the same; I was really starting to like Mr. Horn.

I went to the side door of the concession stand, which was almost always open during football games, and stood there a couple of minutes watching Joey bag up popcorn from the popcorn machine. He had smiled a lot the last couple of days, and I couldn’t help but think of all the problems that were, hopefully, now behind him. Naturally, my thoughts didn’t stay too pure as I watched him move around, helping the people at the game get their popcorn. The way he filled out his new tight jeans had my heart pumping double-time. I looked up from his amazing bubble butt and realized that I had been caught by my boyfriend while I had been- checking him out. Joey broke into a huge knowing grin and was looking right at me. I grinned back with some especially naughty ideas for later tonight after the game. I motioned him over to me.

“Hey Andy, what’s up?” He smiled.

I looked into his eyes and had to fight back the urge to kiss him. “Mr. Horn said we were cut loose and could watch the game. But first, get three drinks and popcorn for us and Roger.” I said as I handed him a ten dollar bill out of my wallet. As he took the ten he caressed my fingers and smiled at my soft, barely audible, moan.

“No problem. Let me tell Miss Stuart what Mr. Horn said, and then I’ll get the refreshments.”

When he returned, he handed me the drinks, before grabbing the bags of popcorn. We walked side by side, talking down the sidelines, until we got to the student section. I looked up into the bleachers looking for Roger, who waved to get my attention, before we started the climb up to where he was sitting.

Timmy was sitting with him and they had saved some room for us to sit together.

I handed Roger his drink and he got his popcorn from Joey.

“Sorry Timmy,” I began feeling guilty that we hadn’t brought anything for him, “I didn’t know you were even here.”

He laughed, “Yeah, you seemed to be in a daze when you took my ticket stub.”

“I swear, I don’t remember seeing you.”

He playfully hit my arm. “I don’t doubt it. I was in line with a bunch of people and you were just taking the tickets and tearing them in two. You were almost robotic, the way you were handing our stubs back, not even looking up.” He smiled, “Don’t worry about it, you all can share, right?”

“You’re right,” I smiled and handed my bag of popcorn to him and he took a handful.

I turned my attention back to Joey and asked, “How did everything go in the concession stand?”

“Actually, it was kinda fun, not bad at all.” His voice dropped to a whisper as he told me the next bit, his eyes never leaving mine. “Well, except Cindy was trying to flirt with me before it got too busy.” He saw my raised eyebrow and snickered before continuing. “Don’t worry. Before she could ask me a thousand questions, I started asking her questions, and then we got busy. End of story.” He smiled and leaned over to whisper in my ear, “So, there’s no reason to be jealous, even though it’s cute on you.”

I swear, being gay in a backwater town was hard enough, but being gay AND in love in a backwater town was going to be the death of me. It was so unfair that we couldn’t show how we felt about each other like any straight couple did. A straight couple could walk down the streets holding hands ,or stop for a quick kiss, without anyone saying anything. But I was afraid that if Joey and I just held hands, we would be tarred and feathered and run out of town with signs around our necks saying fags.

For the second time tonight I was so deeply consumed within my own thoughts that the outside world had ceased to exist for me. Then all of a sudden, everyone jumped up cheering, and yelling. I joined in, but I had no idea why we were cheering.

I turned to Roger, “What happened?”

Roger threw his arm around my shoulders with his other arm pumped into the air. “We scored again!”

I looked at the scoreboard. We were up thirty-four to nothing, and it wasn’t even halftime. It seemed we had a good team, even without JT playing. At least I, well, Joey and I, wouldn’t have the football team mad at us over JT missing the game.

Roger looked at me, “Do you and Joey wanna leave at halftime since the game is a blowout?”

I turned to Joey, “Would you mind if we left at halftime?”

The light in Joey’s eyes seemed to dance and his lips formed a naughty grin. “I’d love to.”

I called my dad and told him what the three of us were planning. He was happy to pick us up early. That way he wouldn’t have to fight the post-game traffic. When he came, I climbed in the front seat to keep Dad from questioning why I always rode in the back now. That left Joey and Roger in the back seat.

“How was the game?” Dad asked.

“Well, we scored again after I called you. Levi Thomas intercepted a pass and ran it in for another touchdown.” I looked over at dad. “Either Harlan doesn’t have much this year or we are really good, because we’re up forty-two to nothing at halftime.”

“Maybe it’s a little of both,” Dad offered. “It’s still too early in the season to know for sure.” Dad paused and looked over at me as we came to a stop sign. “Andy, when Roger and Joey go home to get their clothes for tonight, we’ll go with them so we can all sit down and talk about what took place at the game tonight. Mr. Horn called me and filled me in, but I want to hear it from your perspective.”

Damn. I wasn’t going to tell Joey about it, but then my dad spilled the beans. Shit. I turned and looked back at Joey, he was frowning. Turning back to look at dad, I said. “Thanks Dad, I wasn’t going to mention anything about it to Joey. Especially since NOTHING actually happened. Now he has something else to worry about.” I was mad. I didn’t usually talk to my dad like that, but he fucked up. At least in my mind he had. “I would have told you about it Dad, but I would have waited for a better time.” I folded my arms across my chest and pouted.

I realized I was acting like a spoiled child, but I didn’t care. I was mad.

Joey leaned towards the front, putting his hand on my left shoulder, and with concern filling his voice asked, “What happened, Andy?”

I unfolded my arms and placed my right hand on top of his. “JT’s dad wasn’t happy with Mr. Horn, because he wouldn’t let JT into the game since he is still suspended until Monday morning.” I paused. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to tell him the rest, but since dad had already started to tell them, I thought I should tell it all. “JT also threatened to beat both of us up and I suggested he shouldn’t.” I noticed dad quickly glanced at me as if he knew exactly what I had said.”

“What a shit head.” Roger mumbled, but loud enough for us to hear. “Umm… Sorry Uncle Sam.”

We were silent as we pulled onto our street. Dad didn’t slow down till he was in front of our house. I watched the nervous way his fingers gripped and released the steering wheel.

“Andy, I just had Mr. McCray in my courtroom this week. He wasn’t on trial, but he would have been if he hadn’t turned state witness.” Dad paused, looked at me after he had stopped the SUV before continuing. “That family has a long history no one should be proud of. As long as I can remember, they have been involved in all sorts of questionable things, including various criminal activities.” He paused again and turned to look at Joey and Roger. There was no denying that Dad was trying hard to make sure we all listened to what he had to say. “All of you boys should be careful. I would prefer that none of you are alone for any length of time, but we’ll get into that later. Right now, we are all going to have a chat with Steve and Alice about what happened tonight for a few minutes before you boys come over to spend the night.”

Dad was acting a little strange, but I was thinking about what he had told us. I could see Dad was taking this almost as seriously as I was, but for different reasons. I wasn’t concerned about fighting JT. Yeah, he could probably beat me in a fair fight, but it would be close and I would make it not worth his while to try again. But that was the thing, JT wasn’t known for fighting fair. Maybe Dad had a point there. I don’t know. All this passed through my head as I climbed out and followed Dad, Roger, and Joey towards Uncle Steve’s home.

When we entered Roger’s house, Uncle Steve was sitting on the couch in the living room watching Sports Center on ESPN. When he saw us enter, he turned off the TV.

“Come on in guys and have a seat. We want to talk to you before the sleepover.” Uncle Steve told us as Aunt Alice came in with some drinks for everyone. I suspected the adult’s were a little stronger and my guess was confirmed when Uncle Steve made a face after a drink. The fact that they felt they needed strong drinks showed just how worried they were about us, and that scared me. I looked over to Roger and I could see he felt the same way.

“Boys,” Dad said slipping into his judge voice. “After the principal called tonight, Steve, Alice, and I came up with what we believe is the best solution for the time being.” Dad paused and looked over to Uncle Steve.

Uncle Steve set down his drink and looked at us. Once he knew that he had our undivided attention, he began to speak.

“First off, you boys will all carry your cell phones everywhere you go.” Uncle Steve waited till we each nodded our head. “None of you are to go anywhere without the other two. Until you are told otherwise, you three will be joined at the hip, like the three musketeers. Absolutely no exceptions, unless you clear it through one of the three of us. Is that understood?” He looked at each of us in turn as we nodded that we understood.

“May I ask why?” I wanted to know what spooked them so badly.

“Andy, the McCrays are a bad element here in Letcher County. JT threatened both you and Joey tonight and you, in turn, publicly threatened to kill him.” Dad started, but I interrupted him.

“Dad, you know I didn’t mean that I’d literally kill him. I was just mad when he threatened Joey and I wanted him to understand I wouldn’t just stand there and let it happen.” I didn’t want anyone to think I would actually kill someone.

“Yes, Andy, I know you didn’t literally mean it. But nevertheless, you did make the threat. I can also assure you that Mr. McCray took it literally, and as an insult to, not only JT, but to his entire family.” He paused to collect his thoughts before continuing, “Boys, I don’t believe anything will come of it, but there’s nothing wrong with taking precautions, and that’s what we’re doing here.” Joey, Roger, and I looked at each other uncomfortably. Something was going on that we didn’t fully understand, and it was making us nervous. Joey looked over at me, concern written all over his face.

“Joey,” Aunt Alice said getting his attention. “Andy and Roger have been taught a code system that we would like to teach you now, in case you’re in trouble. If you find yourself alone, or as the only one, out of the three of you, able to make a call for help, remember that the quickest way is to dial nine-one-one; however, sometimes you may need to be a little more subtle.”

Aunt Alice stopped and looked over at my dad, shaking her head. “No, Sam. Let’s just keep this simple.” Dad nodded his agreement. “Here’s what I want you to do, anytime you’re in trouble, call. Anytime you feel threatened, call. Anytime you FEEL like there’s trouble, call.” With the steady and controlled way she was trying to talk, everyone could tell how concerned Aunt Alice was. “I don’t want you three to feel like the world is after you, but for now, we want to know where you are at all times, who you are with, and when you will be home, absolutely NO exceptions. We want you to promise us that you will contact us, for any reason. Do I make myself clear?”

The three of us said yes. Whatever was going on, the adults had evidently talked long before we were sat down before them. If I hadn’t been scared by the initial confrontation with JT, I would definitely be scared just based on the way that they were acting.

I turned to my father, “I understand why, we should be careful. In fact, we should always be careful, considering it is JT and his family. But, it seems to me that you three are way too concerned over something that isn’t anything more than a school-yard shouting match.”

“Sam,” Uncle Steve interrupted me, glaring at my dad. “I think Andy has a point here, as I told you two earlier.”

Dad raised his hand to stop him from saying anymore. “Okay, I know that some, if not all, of you feel this way, but I’m asking you, as your father, Andy, and as a friend to all of you, to please just do as I recommend for a little while, at least.”

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence as we each considered what had been said. Dad looked at each of us, his eyes full of determination, for us to accept his wishes. I guess he still saw some doubt in our eyes; he shook his head before softly speaking again. “I have my reasons. Please, trust me on this.”

That’s all it took for me to climb fully on board with my dad. I did trust him and always had; he had never once given me a reason not to. The silence in the room was getting to me so I decided to speak up.

“Okay, Dad,” I looked at both Joey and Roger and they nodded their approval, “we will do as you ask, because we trust you.” I got up and gave my dad a hug.

“Good. Now you boys go get whatever you need so you can have some fun.” Dad was smiling and seemed relieved.

Joey and Roger took off like a shot, and were back a few minutes later with the stuff they needed for the sleepover. Dad walked with us back across the yard to our house.

When we got to my room Joey wanted to say something, but he was having trouble coming out with it. Roger wasn’t paying any attention, as he was too busy setting up the Wii, so I walked up to Joey and put my arm around his shoulder.

“What’s up, Joey?” I asked as I looked into his eyes.

“Would you help me with my bandages? I’d like to get them off before we get started” Joey kept eye contact with me, but I could tell that part of him wanted to look away. I just smiled at him and nodded.

I looked over at Roger. “I’m going to help Joey with his bandages. We’ll be right back, okay?”

“Sure, no problem. Oh, don’t take all night. You both have a date falling to me in NBA Jam.” Roger said with a huge grin.

I gave Roger the one finger salute and lead Joey to my bathroom.

“Wow! I never knew you had a bathroom like this!” Joey was surprised by how big my bathroom was, with the shower big enough for six people, complete with fancy shower heads. I turned and looked at him.

“Joey, you’re welcome to use the shower anytime you want. Maybe it would even be good for your back?” I got a wicked grin. “Maybe we could even have a little fun if I helped wash your back for you.” He lightly punched me on the arm, but he too had a wicked grin.

I slowly loosened the tape holding the bandages to his back and tenderly pulled them away from his skin. He looked a lot better than he did on Wednesday, but I could tell he was still in a lot of pain. Every time I saw these marks on the boy I loved, it strengthened my resolve to ensure that it never happened again. Damn his parents for hurting him for just being who he is, and the assholes like JT who want to beat him up just for sharing the same space. If I had my way, no one would ever hurt anyone like Joey had been ever again. As I helped get the rest of the bandages off Joey, I thought back to what Mr. Horn said about there being more support in this town than I had thought. He knew what JT had called Joey and me. Was Mr. Horn telling me that gays would be more accepted here than I thought? I wasn’t sure, but maybe he was right. I leaned over and kissed Joey’s back. I’d do whatever it took to keep my Joey safe.

He turned and looked at me, his blond hair falling in his eyes. His long eye lashes batted at me and I got to kiss the boy of my dreams, as Joey moved closer to me. Our lips touched lightly at first. It was tender, and full of love, without the passion-driven lust of teenage love. It was wonderful, and it proved to both of us that this was for real; not just our hormones controlling us. I could feel Joey’s love flowing into me. I felt the tip of his tongue licking my bottom lip requesting entry. I decided then and there I would never refuse Joey anything. I may have had him at hello, but he had me the first time I saw the mop of blond hair on the school bus.

Roger yelled for us to hurry up. He said the king was waiting for us. We both smiled through our kiss at the banter coming from Roger and the awesome feeling that was burning inside of us both. We knew we had a love that would stand the test of time. We broke our kiss and I rested my forehead on his.

“Joey, I love you. I’ve loved you from the very first time I saw the back of your head on the bus. I didn’t know what it was then, but I do now.” I could feel my heart beating in my chest.

“I love you, too. I have from the first moment I saw you in homeroom.” Joey was smiling as much as I was. I could tell from his eyes, he meant every word he said and that made me feel like the king of the world.

I quickly, but carefully replaced his bandages with new ones. After I finished with the last one, I took his hand and we walked into the bedroom hand in hand.

We played a few games, taking turns, but it wasn’t long till our attention wandered to other things. Before we all crashed in my bed, we had decided to take Joey camping next weekend, as long as he felt up to it with his bruises and cuts. I was hoping he would be healed by then and be up to the trip. He told us he had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday and would ask the doctor if he could go camping. Roger and I filled him in where we wanted to go, a great camping place near High Rock. I told him you could actually see High Rock from Main Street, and I would point it out to him the next time we’re downtown. We wouldn’t actually be camping on the rock, but just below High Rock. On the east side on the mountain, there was a small cave where we would be sheltered, even if it rained.

It was late when we finally called it a night. As everyone got comfortable on the bed, I ended up in the middle. I rolled over onto my side and Joey backed up into me, spooning against my body. I draped my arm over him and pulled him tighter.

I whispered in his ear, “Am I hurting you?”

“No, I could spend the rest of my life here like this.” He purred, and I smiled. I wondered if this was what heaven was like.

I thought back to the conversation with our parents tonight, and wonder if we really had anything to fear, I didn’t think so. As I drifted off to sleep, with my boyfriend snuggled up close in my arms, I figured the worst that could happen was I’d get the shit kicked out of me by JT. Boy was I wrong.

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On 01/28/2012 09:22 AM, Kiltie69 said:
Awesome. That's all I'll say. Loved it as I have the rest.

 

Tom.

Thank you, Tom. :)
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Oh man Billy; I can't believe you left that little cliffie there......maybe we should vote you King of the Cliffie's. lol :(

 

I would agree w/Andy and feel something was up with the way his father was acting. The three parents definitely were taking all the precautions to make sure the kids would be safe from JT's family.

 

Now I have this horrible feeling JT or his asshole father will be paying Andy and Joey a visit.....

 

Looking forward to the next chapter Billy! :)

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On 01/28/2012 12:57 PM, Lisa said:
Oh man Billy; I can't believe you left that little cliffie there......maybe we should vote you King of the Cliffie's. lol :(

 

I would agree w/Andy and feel something was up with the way his father was acting. The three parents definitely were taking all the precautions to make sure the kids would be safe from JT's family.

 

Now I have this horrible feeling JT or his asshole father will be paying Andy and Joey a visit.....

 

Looking forward to the next chapter Billy! :)

OMG that was so not a cliff hanger :P
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Aww, thank you for the comments. I am just out to help you make your story be what you want it to be.

As your beta I read this already, but love the build up you have going here. I can't wait to get my hands on the next chapter. Sorry gang but betas and editors first. :lol: Nice job Billy.

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On 01/28/2012 01:06 PM, comicfan said:
Aww, thank you for the comments. I am just out to help you make your story be what you want it to be.

As your beta I read this already, but love the build up you have going here. I can't wait to get my hands on the next chapter. Sorry gang but betas and editors first. :lol: Nice job Billy.

Thank you Wayne for many reasons :)
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Not a cliffie, eh? I beg to differ. However, in your defense, any reasonable reader would have reached the conclusion that we'd be hearing from JT and his dad sometime soon - simply based on the dialogue from Andy's and Roger's parents. Of course, you did go and remove any doubt.

 

Again, a well written chapter, Billy.!! I enjoyed it very much. You and your team are doing an excellent job with this story.

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On 01/28/2012 01:45 PM, Conner said:
Not a cliffie, eh? I beg to differ. However, in your defense, any reasonable reader would have reached the conclusion that we'd be hearing from JT and his dad sometime soon - simply based on the dialogue from Andy's and Roger's parents. Of course, you did go and remove any doubt.

 

Again, a well written chapter, Billy.!! I enjoyed it very much. You and your team are doing an excellent job with this story.

Thank you Conner. Maybe a tinny cliffie.

 

You're right about the staff. They are awesome!

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Great chapter. It's good to see proactive adults. Too bad no one ever really listens to them! Can't wait for the next chapter. Really good job keeping the tensions going

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On 01/29/2012 06:27 PM, dkstories said:
Great chapter. It's good to see proactive adults. Too bad no one ever really listens to them! Can't wait for the next chapter. Really good job keeping the tensions going
Thank you. And I mean that completely. I don't know if you have any idea how much THOSE words coming from YOU means to me. Thnx :)
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  • I have a bad feeling about this camping trip coming up, whatever the Judge is not letting on about JT's father I find equally disturbing. What if Joey lets slip the camping plans to Cindy while trying to fend her off who in turn lets it out at school somehow reaching the ears of JT? I also see another 'outing' bearing fruit soon. Great chapter, looking forward to the next one!!

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On 01/31/2012 02:54 PM, Benji said:
  • I have a bad feeling about this camping trip coming up, whatever the Judge is not letting on about JT's father I find equally disturbing. What if Joey lets slip the camping plans to Cindy while trying to fend her off who in turn lets it out at school somehow reaching the ears of JT? I also see another 'outing' bearing fruit soon. Great chapter, looking forward to the next one!!

Thank you Benji. I have a bad feeling about the camping out too. But maybe it'll be fun. Time will tell :)
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and the plot thickens. i am concerned, the parents seemed really worried about something and they were very vague hmmmm that could spell trouble ahead. I like Andy he seems really well rounded and he's a good kid. Joey's great perfectly andy's golden sunshine. should be interesting with them going camping. i have a feeling J.T is going to cause some trouble... great chapter

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On 02/02/2012 11:19 AM, Jammi said:
and the plot thickens. i am concerned, the parents seemed really worried about something and they were very vague hmmmm that could spell trouble ahead. I like Andy he seems really well rounded and he's a good kid. Joey's great perfectly andy's golden sunshine. should be interesting with them going camping. i have a feeling J.T is going to cause some trouble... great chapter
Thanks for your comments. Of course you are right, JT and school is just around the corner with Monday just a couple of days off. I can't wait either to find out what's going to happen to be honest :)
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So I haven't read the next chapter yet, I'll do that next. I do get the need to create drama, but hello..... right after the talk about "hey watch your backs" they say "hey let's go in the woods faraway from help where our cellphones probably won't work". Hmmm.

 

And a minor point, again, I get poetic license and the need to create drama, but if JT was suspended from school, he wouldn't be allowed on campus and certainly not to a school activity like a football game.

 

I am sure the judge gets threats all the time and I am sure that is part of what is going on behind the scenes, maybe even bad blood going back generations as can happen in small towns.

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On 02/12/2012 04:15 AM, PrivateTim said:
So I haven't read the next chapter yet, I'll do that next. I do get the need to create drama, but hello..... right after the talk about "hey watch your backs" they say "hey let's go in the woods faraway from help where our cellphones probably won't work". Hmmm.

 

And a minor point, again, I get poetic license and the need to create drama, but if JT was suspended from school, he wouldn't be allowed on campus and certainly not to a school activity like a football game.

 

I am sure the judge gets threats all the time and I am sure that is part of what is going on behind the scenes, maybe even bad blood going back generations as can happen in small towns.

Hey Tim! Thanks for the review! :)

 

You're right! JT wasn't allowed on school ground and that's why the principal turned him away from the game. But some people think they can do anything they want.

 

As for the camp out, there's not much I can say about it since it hasn't happened yet ;)

 

Stay tune, there's plenty of drama coming :D

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Oh-mai-gosh! Camping?! Now this story has everything I love! :D They darn-well better go! I just hope that JT and his buddies don't screw it up. Our boys have had so much bad luck that I think they deserve a night off. I mean, I'm all for conflict and keeping the story moving forward, but... this is camping! :o

 

I wonder how awkward Roger feels about sharing a bed with to gay boys spooning each other next to him xD I'd feel a little weird if I had to share a bed with a couple straight-folk.

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On 02/18/2012 05:59 AM, TurtleBoy said:
Oh-mai-gosh! Camping?! Now this story has everything I love! :D They darn-well better go! I just hope that JT and his buddies don't screw it up. Our boys have had so much bad luck that I think they deserve a night off. I mean, I'm all for conflict and keeping the story moving forward, but... this is camping! :o

 

I wonder how awkward Roger feels about sharing a bed with to gay boys spooning each other next to him xD I'd feel a little weird if I had to share a bed with a couple straight-folk.

Yup, camping :) I love to camp, so did Brady and Mark :P

 

As for Roger, he has shared a bed with Andy for most of his life. What's one more cutie? :)

 

JT and his buddies will be who they are.

 

Thank you for another awesome review :D

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Camping...sounds like fun. Just not sure that it is the best of ideas right now. This JT character seems a bit more sinister then how Andy is portraying him (in his thoughts). You're killing me with just giving little morsels of information here and there. Just enough to get the mouth watering and then nothing more. The convo that took place in the living room was some what understandable given all that has transpired. However, the Judges reaction, stipulations and guidelines lends the idea that there is so much more to it then the teens comprehend. That fact is reinforced by the look in his eyes, the tone of his voice and the pleading to just accept and not question. As far as you have indicated, thus far, Sam has been honest, up front and forthright when it comes to dealing with his son. This only compounds my thinking that there is much more depth to his request then what he will or is able to say. So many juicy, tantalizing tidbits bits of information given so far thru the story. Looking forward to finding the answer to them all with the following chapters!

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On 05/03/2013 04:38 AM, CW Prince said:
Camping...sounds like fun. Just not sure that it is the best of ideas right now. This JT character seems a bit more sinister then how Andy is portraying him (in his thoughts). You're killing me with just giving little morsels of information here and there. Just enough to get the mouth watering and then nothing more. The convo that took place in the living room was some what understandable given all that has transpired. However, the Judges reaction, stipulations and guidelines lends the idea that there is so much more to it then the teens comprehend. That fact is reinforced by the look in his eyes, the tone of his voice and the pleading to just accept and not question. As far as you have indicated, thus far, Sam has been honest, up front and forthright when it comes to dealing with his son. This only compounds my thinking that there is much more depth to his request then what he will or is able to say. So many juicy, tantalizing tidbits bits of information given so far thru the story. Looking forward to finding the answer to them all with the following chapters!
You're moving right along in the story thus far. And if I told you everything in chapter one there wouldn't be any reason to read chapter two :) I'm glad you are liking the story and I hope it continues to give you a reason to read the next chapter :)

 

Thanks for taking the time to leave a review, it truly means a lot to me.

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There is problems with tbe preacher and then there is mcCrays why do I get the idea that there is something even more because of who andy himself is. Just guessing but a teen sith a net worth of millions and is being threatened by someone who was in court for extortion...yeah its going to get ugly

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On 08/22/2013 04:08 PM, Daithi said:
There is problems with tbe preacher and then there is mcCrays why do I get the idea that there is something even more because of who andy himself is. Just guessing but a teen sith a net worth of millions and is being threatened by someone who was in court for extortion...yeah its going to get ugly
There are many kinds of ugly :)
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On 09/03/2014 02:01 AM, Jaro_423 said:
Wow! The tension is mounting. Great story so well told. Thanks for writing!
Thank you for leaving a review!
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