His True Colors - 2. Chapter 2: One day, One moment

His True Colors

Chapter 2: One day, One moment

It was 6:30 AM when the alarm clock screeched loudly into Kayden Jones ears. He opened his eyes and attempted to turn the alarm off, but accidently knocked it off the table in his groggy stupor. He had stayed up late the previous night to jack off to gay porn—something he never grew tired of, though he felt considerably depressed whenever he came, even a bit ashamed. That high that jerking gives you, all that goes away, especially if you are as alone as Kayden. “Kade” felt slightly sick in his stomach, remembering that today was his first day of High School! He was always nervous before the start of each school year, but this was different….this was new! “ Fuck!” Kade cursed as he noticed dried cum on his stomach. He had some sexual dreams, but he thought his dick was spent. He looked at his uncut dick, and sighed. It was average, for his age he figured. At least he wasn’t a failure in that aspect in life.

Kade took his usual morning ritual of showering and brushing his teeth, followed by breakfast. He was wearing average clothes, nothing ugly but nothing preppy. His glasses were annoying to him, because they were the most prominent aspect of his face. “Oh if only I had contacts” Kade mused to himself wishfully, but was interrupted by an abrupt stop. His mom was driving him to school, and he hadn’t noticed they were there. His mom smilied. “Good luck at school today, sweetie!” Kade kissed his mom goodbye and stepped out of the car, ready for whatever would face him. When he entered, he felt lost. There was a sea of people flooding the halls, and he did not recognize them. Figuring they were upperclassmen, Kade moved with care through the crowd. “Please, Please don’t embarrass yourself Kade!” Kade thought to himself desperately as he narrowly avoided tripping over someone’s foot. He found his way to the Enrollment room for his name group, and searched for his schedule. “James,Jamison, Jones!” He found his schedule and was especially pleased when his first period was seminar. He couldn’t help but notice this tall, burly ginger kid take the schedule that said Jamison. Kade couldn’t help but stare. “Wow, he’s got a nice ass.” Kade observed as he tried to mentally undress him, but found it too difficult. The kid named Jamison turned around, and Kade gasped. The ginger kid was a beauty! He didn’t have freckles, but creamy pale skin and beautiful eyes…ocean blue eyes… “The fuck are you looking at, dipshit?” The boy asked him harshly, which utterly sent Kade’s daydream crashing out of the motherfucking sky like there was no tomorrow. “Oh, sorry!” Kade weakly whispered and stepped out of his way. Kade was livid with himself, already, not even ten minutes into the day and he shamed himself! He hoped he could erase that memory as the teacher walked in. “Hello, welcome to high school, blah blah blah. Im just your enrollment teacher, so you will come to this class every now and then throughout the year for important handouts, like schedules and pictures and other school slips. Im not really teaching your anything though, so you are dismissed! Kade noted the packet on everyone’s desk, and assumed the teacher didn’t want to hand it to each one individually or explain it. He rolled his eyes and departed to his first period.

His first period was seminar, and his teacher simply told the class not to break the school rules on the computers or bother anyone studying. Easy enough, Kade thought, but then he noticed with horror that the same ginger kid from the enrollment period entered the class. He remembered the foolish incident and looked away this time for good measure. The teacher took the attendance, and Kade discovered that the ginger kid’s name was Ritchie Jamison. Due to the teacher not knowing the student’s names, he put them in Alphabetical order, thus Kayden and Ritchie were placed next to each other. Kade guessed that he was about 6 ft and 200 lbs, which was a lot compared to him, as he as only 5 ft and 100 lbs, which made him feel (and this is an understatement) weak. “Certainly seems to have good taste in clothes….very nice.” Kade mentally noticed as he observed Ritchie’s pink shirt and delicious jeans. He admired him for wearing pink, it wasn’t a flamboyantly gay pink, but a preppy,* I’m cool* kind of pink. Kade couldn’t believe he was doing this but nonetheless took a deep breath and excitedly chirped “Hi! I’m Kayden, but you can call me Kade! It’s Ritchie right?” Kade himself was shocked at how high his voice sounded, but he mentally gritted his teeth and soldiered on. Ritchie turned and gazed and him in an amused sort of way, smiled and said “Ah, I remember you, you‘re the dipshit.” The flame in Kade’s eyes died down in shame but was nothing to when he blurted out “Wow, I really like what you’re wearing!” He mumbled this very quickly, but Ritchie clearly heard, and his look changed quickly.

Kade couldn’t believe himself!

"That was not supposed to come out of my mouth!!! DAMMMMITTTTT” He mentally screamed as his conversation crashed pitifully.

“So you’re a faggot huh? Faggots aren’t welcome in this school, so you better watch yourself you freak. If you even look at me, then I will make sure your time here is a living hell.”

Kade was surprised by the venom in his voice, but futilely tried to repair the damage. “ Hey wait a minute—I’m not gay! I just like the clothes you got…um that’s it…please man, don’t take it the wrong way!” Kayden’s eyes were pleading to him, but Ritchie simply looked at him, as if he was peering into his soul for the truth.

“No I’m afraid you are a faggot, little Kayden. You don’t want to mess with me fag, I could crush your scrawny ass any time, what are you like 100 pounds? You are a faggy little bitch so clear away from me.” There was a fury in his voice, despite the whisper it was uttered in.

Kade was shocked. “What the hell? I just was trying to be friendly and I said something stupid, get over it!”

Ritchie didn’t look at him this time. “I don’t tolerate fags like you trying to ruin society with your bullshit, and besides; even if you weren’t gay, I still wouldn’t like you! You seem to be a desperate loser, I mean cmon look at you! Dorky glasses, high pitched voice, you’re a loser for life….now shut the fuck up, and never talk to me or look at me again, or things will get very unpleasant for you this year."

“I’m sorry Ritchie.” Kade whispered in a wounded voice, trying desperately hard not to cry. He had never been so utterly rejected let alone hated in such an illogical way.

“ I said not to say anything else, looks like you’re going to have a rough year Kayden.” Ritchie said finally in a normal voice, and with a cruel smile as the bell rang.

Kade sat there for what seemed like an eternity. How could everything have gone wrong so quickly? Over something so stupid and so pointless? Was that truly enough to legitimately hate someone? One moment in One day? Kade despised his stupid mouth as he exited the class, but when he exited, he suddenly felt an ice cold splash of water as it doused his pants, and couldn’t react fast enough when someone suddenly grabbed his backpack and suddenly dumped all his books out onto the floor. His pants alone got people staring and smirking, but while the joke was cruel, he felt it wasn’t that bad. He looked up at Ritchie and his group of what he assumed to be was his friends, followers or freeloaders, whatever you wish to call them. His emotional pain was suffocated by his bitterness.

“Is that it Ritchie?” He said in a mellow voice as he put his books together and walked off. Ritchie didn’t get the reaction he was hoping for, but was determined to break him.

“Guys, it looks like we got another fag this year. It looks like this one’s got a bit more spirit, I’ll be sure to take it away. Personally.”