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Beck were a couple. "Listen." Derek said, wanting to deflect
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conversation away from speaking about him and Beck.
"During study hall, I met up with a few guys from the team
and told them about you. They want to meet you. Sean
wasn't too psyched. He's one of the guys who is competing
for your weight class. But the rest of the guys were. Maybe
we could have lunch with them tomorrow."
Scott's eyes lit up. "Wow! That was really great of you. I
appreciate it, really. I'd love to meet the guys on the team."
Derek felt a mix of pleasure that Scott was so happy with him
and dismay that he was no closer to asking Scott to go
running with him.
"Not a problem." Derek felt the heaviness in his chest from
earlier in the day return. What the hell is that feeling
anyways? Just ask him already. He took a deep breath.
"Remember I told you I run a lot during the fall season to get
in shape for wrestling? Well I was planning on going for a run
after school today and was wondering if you wanted to join
me." Derek's pulse began to beat in his throat as he waited
for Scott's reply.
"Yeah, that would be great." Derek sat up a bit straighter.
"Wait a minute. I don't have any running clothes with me
today." Derek felt his shoulders slump, then began laughing.
Scott looked at him with a hint of concern. "You ok?
Derek looked at Scott and saw the confusion on his face
which only goaded him into laughing even harder. Scott, not
knowing what to do, nervously joined him, giggling a little but
not knowing why. "You know what? I didn't bring my running
clothes to school either." What kind of an idiot devises a plan
that they aren't even prepared to execute?
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Scott smiled and Derek wasn't sure if he was just being
polite. When Scott spoke, Derek released a sigh; Scott's
words were exactly what he had wanted to hear. "I don't live
far from here. I could go home, get changed, and meet you
back at the school if you're up for it."
Scott wants to go running with me. The heaviness in his
chest evaporated, but his heart rate actually increased at
Scott's suggestion. "Yeah I'm up for it." His excitement was a
bit too exaggerated. Calm down. "I don't live far from here
either. School gets out at two-forty. How about we meet up
at three-thirty in front of the school? I can show you one of
my favorite running routes."
"It's a d...plan." Scott briefly looked down, but then lifted
his head so that he was looking Derek directly in the eyes.
"You know, I'm glad you were in my first period class, Derek.
You wrestle, you introduced me to one of your friends, and
you are being really welcoming and cool. I appreciate it. I was
actually pretty nervous about starting a new school as a
senior, but this is turning out completely better than I could
have hoped for."
You're not kidding, Derek thought. "It's my pleasure. I
sure wouldn't want to be a new guy in my senior year. I think
you'll find most people here are pretty friendly and
welcoming." Just then, history class began and Derek tried
unsuccessfully to concentrate on what he was going to be
learning this year. When the final bell rang, Derek and Scott
walked to their lockers and firmed up their plans to meet in
front of the school at three-thirty.
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Chapter 3
Pacing himself as he walked out of the building, Derek kept
repeating one phrase over and over. Stay cool. Stay cool. The
last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself on the
first day of school. But as soon as he hit the parking lot, he
ran to his car. Thoughts of Scott crowded his mind as he sped
the short five minutes to his home. Once there, his pace
became slow and purposeful. Scanning his drawer, he
struggled over what to wear. There were his black, spandex
shorts, but those wouldn't do for this run with Scott. Too
revealing. There were cargo shorts. They were casual, but
way too bulky for a run. Settling on a pair of nylon Adidas
shorts and a new, crisp white t-shirt, his deliberateness
shifted back to haste and he got dressed quickly. Before
leaving his room, he checked himself out in the mirror on his
closet door. Nice. You get a hint of ass. My legs look strong.
The shirt hugs me in all the right places. Excellent.
Running back down the stairs, his thoughts centered
around Scott once again. How will he look in his running
clothes? Will he even show up? Will he think I look hot in this
outfit? Derek was just about out the door when he was
stopped short by his mother calling for him from the kitchen.
She was standing by the oven, cutting up onions, carrots, and
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