Date: Sun, 30 Mar 2008 20:46:14 -0400
From: brandon balkcum <brandonbalkcum@hotmail.com>
Subject: Story of a Teenage Something... Chater One

Please do not read if you don't like this type of story and/or if you are
not old enough o read such provocative literature. comments can be sent to
letdadragonout@aol.com will be encouraged. And with that, on with the
story.


You know, I had been dying to ask Bobby out for years. He was the object of
desire to most any gay teen. He had the first three periods with me. He
arrived one day in first period about 3 years ago, in eight grade.  Since
our goofy beginnings, we have been friends. We have shared a lot of
experiences, both good and bad. However, nothing we have ever been through
prepared us for that fateful afternoon at his house. See, Bobby and I
always spent Sunday afternoon at his house. I went over there that
afternoon like always, and when I walked into his room saw him kissing
another boy. I didn't say anything; I just turned around and walked out.
He screamed at me to come back, but I just couldn't. It was too painful.

            Now you are probably wondering, why I am so torn up? The boy
that I just found out was gay was kissing with a boy from school. That was
supposed to be me. See I have a secret, I am also gay. Gasp, I know a big
shocker. See I loved this boy, but was too afraid to tell him. Now I find
out that he was gay the whole time. It pissed me off.

            So I went for a walk, heading nowhere in particular, just
walking. It was probably 3 hours later, while wondering deep in a patch of
forest right outside the small suburban town we live in, that Bobby found
me.

Look, I'm so sorry you had to find out this way. I have wanted to tell you
for so long but I wasn't sure how you would take it. Your friendship to me
means a lot.  I will understand if you don't want to talk to me ever
again. I am so sorry.

And with that, he turned and left.

`Bobby, wait..."

"Yes Jason?"

"I stormed out because yes I was pissed off. However, not because you were
gay, quite the contrary. I love you. Not in that brother sense or best
friend sense. But in your "I want to be with you for the rest of my life"
way. I was mad that you were kissing another boy, I was jealous."

"Really?"

"Yes Bobby."

Wow?

"Yeah, so...go back to you're ...whatever he is, and let me be.  Friends I
don't know. I was fine not knowing.  It will just hurt to know I can't be
with you."

"Well, I think you will be happy to known he isn't my boyfriend. He wanted
to see if he could be attracted to guys. He means nothing to me. And I also
find you attractive; I'm not sure about love, but maybe in time."

"Seriously?"

"I think so, so would you like to finish our day together, I told Greg to
go home."

"Okay."

And with that I headed home, although I would never make it back the same.
See right at that instant a figure approached us. He stopped right in front
of us.  It happened so fast really I didn't know what was going on. Bobby
was laying on the ground unconscious, and the stranger was on my neck,
sucking away. I tried to stop him, but he had this aura about him that made
me limp. Mentally I was unable to do anything about this situation. With
that thought, I passed out.

            I woke up a short time later. Bobby was just waking up as well.
He had a knot on his forehead and two holes on the side of his neck
dripping small amounts of blood.  I reached up to my own neck and felt the
same two puncture holes.

"What the fuck just happened Bobby?"

"I have no clue, but if we know what's best for us we will hightail it
home."

"I agree."

And we headed home.  When I got to my house, I crashed on my bed.  I didn't
even say goodnight to my parents. When I awoke the next morning, I had this
ached in my head. It was the worst headache I had ever had. I put on some
shades. It helped, but only a little. I shoved on some clothes and headed
out.  School was noisy. I mean that many people in one building never got
to me, but damnit today was horrible. I met up with Bobby at his locker.
He was in the same shape I was. Shades and that bad I just rolled out of
bed look. A lot of the Goth people at my school struggled to achieve this
look everyday.  It was the worst day of school ever. It was so loud; I
could hear about 5 teachers from the surrounding rooms. I would have to ask
bobby about this later.  When the bell finally rang, my headache was a at
an all time high for the day.  Me and Bobby figured that the day was a good
time to go back to the site and see if our attacker was anywhere to be
found.

             When we arrived at the scene of last nights attack, the
stranger was there. Standing in the exact spot where we were assaulted.

"Hello boys, I thought you might return after you see all the changes in
your bodies today."

"What the fuck did you do to us last night."

"Jason and I don't need this shit right now. So tell us mister, what did
you do?"

"Well. For simple and short, I made you a vampire...."