Date: September 16, 2013
Day: Monday
Weather: Partly Sunny, H: 77°F L:61°F
Kueng Chen: Kc is wearing a denim jacket with a short sleeves shirt that says YSL on it, which is short for Yves Saint Laurent. On the bottom half KC is wearing black pants and Doc Martin boots.
Blair Bellamy: Blair is wearing a white short sleeve tee, denim jeans and grey canvas shoes with laces.
Thankfully enough the first week of school has gone by in a breeze with little to no homework and not a single hitch... yet anyways. There is always drama lurking around the corner at Manor Hill and no one is safe, forget that and you're dead. KC thought as he put in his locker combo swiftly, he didn't even have to think about it now that he was a senior and so accustomed to it all, it was so strange to imagine a time when he was homely, scared and complete outcast at Manor Hill.
"Eight-Thirty eight-eight." KC said, sheerly out of habit as he landed on each digit. Looking at the hallway count down clocks KC took into account that he had about ten minutes to ditch his outwear and get to class, and that was more than enough time for him to get situated.
The boy rifled through his locker after depositing every thing except his books, trying to figure out where the mess of papers and half full Gatorade bottles came from when the answer came powering down the hall way and put him into a head lock.
"KC! How the hell are ya?" Blair bellowed with his arms around the boys neck, bringing him down to a uncomfortable squat.
"Get off me asshole." Kueng said as he tried to pry his arms off of him.
"You are such a f*cking fairy, you've got like 6 inches one me and you can't even push me off." Blair laughs at this as he lets him go and leans on the lockers next to Kueng.
"Whatever man," Kueng says as he shrugs him off, if it was anyone else KC would have given them an earful but since it was Blair he kept his lips sealed... he just felt so defenseless with him and it was totally hypocritical but what could he do? He'd been heads over heals for the guy since the day they'd met and it made him weak at the knees, the only thing that was weaker was his resolve.
"So can you tell me what all this shit is? Since when do they sell clear Gatorade in school?" KC question as he opened the cap of the bottle and took a whiff.
"It's just a little vodka, if you keep your mouth shut about it I won't get caught." Blair said as he took it from him and took a swig.
"Why did I ever give you my locker combination." Kueng asked rhetorically as he closed his locker and looked to the Blair who was idly messing with his hair.
"Because you're madly in love with me, who isn't it?" Blair said as he put his hand to KC's cheek, tenderly at first and then gave him an endearing smack twice on the cheek. KC froze for a second as Blair spoke, a wave a hot and cold washed over him from head to toe.
"Yeah f*cking right, I'm gay not not some type of damn masochist, why would I ever fall in love with you?" KC laughed, hoping Blair wasn't serious about him being madly in love with him. It was completely true but he didn't need anyone to know that especially not Blair.
"Good..." Blair started slowly, seemingly lingering on the words that Kueng had just said.
"I have enough girls chasing after me as is." Kueng simply rolled his eyes.
"Well, I have to get to class, I'll see you later though." KC remarked as he made his way to Orchestra his first class.
"Alright, catch ya later." Blair replied as he sauntered, slowly to the school's art studio.