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Yes this chap is all over the place, but that's because Benjamin is all over the place. Poor baby is very emotionally rollercoastered right now :'(

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Zain's P.O.V

I woke with a start and saw Cherub jumping off my bed and running out of my room barking. I growled and kicked at my sheets. Stupid dog, waking me up again. What had I been dreaming about? I don't even remember a thing. But I know it was good.

Damn.

Oh well, it probably wasn't important. I got up and dressed and then went into my bathroom and had a shower. Another boring school day to look forward to. Maybe I could perv on Benjamin during lunch? I smirked at my pitiful self and washed.

Oh well.

Benjamin's P.O.V

I woke and sighed. I'd dreamt of Zain, like I'd promised him I would. I looked around, hoping to see him there, but he wasn't. I never saw him in the daylight so I wasn't too disappointed by it. I got up reluctantly and dressed and went out to have lunch.

I felt different, new, fresh. Like something had been changed within me. Was that too cliché? Was it bad that my body felt like it was actually alive for the first time? Like I actually had a reason to live now? I didn't even want to live for myself.

I wanted to live for him.

God, I was turning into a shmuck. A real big softy. Yuck, I hated that in people. With all their lovey dovey emotion. It made me sick. Strange and slightly ironic that Zain was to bring that side out of me.

Oh well.

I left the house at 8AM sharp and took a bite of my shiny red apple. It was really good. Too bad it tasted funny because of the toothpaste taste lingering in my mouth from brushing my teeth. As I chewed I ran my hand through my hair to give it a little lift in the sunlight and then took another bite of apple. The juice from it dribbled down my chin and I used my other hand to catch the drips. I grinned sheepishly at my clumsiness.

I felt eyes on me and glanced sideways to see that creepy guy Blake knows watching me.

Fluffy's P.O.V

I was casually wiping grease off my hands from the motorbike oil I'd just spilt. I was proud of my bike, I loved it. Working on it every morning was a pick me up from my sad and boring life.

“Hey, I'll be late tonight alright?” my brother said as he walked out of the house towards his truck, flipping his keys in his hand.

“Yeah okay,” I replied and fixed the bandanna on my head. Saxon tipped his hat goodbye at me and got into his car, turning it on and driving away. And I was alone again. But still, it was better than anywhere else. I leant over to check the exhaust when I heard someone near by. I straightened up and looked over to see a sex god basking in the sunlight. He was chewing on an apple and he reached up and ran his fingers through his soft golden hair.

Oh my god my heart leapt. He was driving me crazy.

He sunk his teeth into the apple for another bite and the juice slipped over his lips and down his chin.

I gulped. I wanted to run over there and lick it off him. I clenched my fists and restrained that urge. He caught the drips and then looked at me, locking with my eyes, sending me daggers. Why did he hate me so much? Blake had explained a few things about me, the being mean part. But honestly, was I that repulsive?

Benjamin's P.O.V

He frowned at me and I felt a little guilty. Zain was right, I was conceited. I smiled at the guy, waved and then kept on walking.

There, daggers taken back.

Feeling better about myself I continued on to school thinking happy thoughts about Zain and myself as I looked up at the bright blue sky. It was really a wonderful day.

“Hey hot stuff,” Blake said, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I grabbed his wrists, pulled them back and spun around, hugging him front on.

“Morning Bud,” I chuckled and pulled away. Blake beamed at me.

“You're back to your normal self?” Blake asked excitedly. I pretended to think about it and then nodded. Blake squealed. I rolled my eyes and saw Garret and Matt coming over to join us. Garret reached out and snatched Blake away from me, holding him close.

“Trying to steal my boyfriend are you Benny?” Garret accused in a nonchalantly way, winking at me.

“If he'll have me,” I teased him, winking back. He scowled and I laughed at him. “I kid,” I added, putting my hands up in a 'whoa there' way. Blake got on his toes and kissed Garret on the cheek, then brushed it with his nose. Garret blushed and poked Blake in the ribs.

God... a pain of longing ran through my loins. I wanted that so badly, and now I had a someone to long for that with. A mental image of Zain appeared before my eyes and my fingers flexed out to tough him, but my arms knew better than to move.

I needed to find him for real.

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You know when they say when you look forward to something, it takes longer to arrive? No? Well sitting in my classes today were exactly like that. The more I wanted the day to end so that I could crawl into my bed and talk to Zain, the slower the day seemed to go.

“Why god, why must you torment me?” I begged the ceiling of the classroom. Garret snickered beside me.

“Dude, relax. It's only school,” he said. If only he knew. “You that keen for the game tonight or something?” I blanked, what... game?

“Huh?” I asked him, fully giving him my attention for the first time today.

Garret sighed, “The game Matt and Blake are playing tonight? The one leading to the first round of the finals?”

I face-palmed, wincing at the pain my hand had just caused slapping my forehead, and groaned. Great, yet another thing to take up my time to keep me from my happiness. Why was the world so unjust?

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Zain's P.O.V

He was sitting four rows down from me beside one of the gay guys I'd seen kissing in front of him before. He looked very bored, which was unusual for him when it came to a game. Garret? I don't know for sure what his name was, was standing and cheering his boyfriend on. I looked up at the game for the first time since I'd noticed Benjamin's location and saw number 8 player from our team running up the field with the ball in his hands, the others chasing after him. Right then he scored, I wasn't sure how, I didn't understand it. I only came so I could watch Benjamin more. Creepy right? Oh well.

Benjamin stood and put his hands in his pockets. Aw, where is he going? I wanted so badly to follow him but when I tried someone grabbed my hand. I looked back to see some chick blinking up at me.

“You're my warmth, where are you going?” she cooed in a way I would imagine was sexy to a straight guy. Yikes. She pulled me back down and put her head on my shoulder. Dude, I ain't no straight boy, get the EF off of me!

Benjamin's P.O.V

When your heart is thinking of only one thing, it's hard to get your mind to concentrate. I needed some silence to calm myself down before I had a melt down in front of everyone.

Longing, man that shit sucks like a M*****F*****!

I swear if 24 hours was already killing me this much, how was I supposed to last any longer? I did a lap of the school grounds, avoiding the oval where the game was, and then decided to make my way back. Something caught me eye however and I stopped to see what it was. A boy was walking through one of the courtyards with his hands in his pockets. His back was to me so I couldn't really tell who it was. He wore tight grey skinny jeans, a white T-shirt and a bright light blue bandanna on his head. He stopped and sat down on the bench and looked off to the side of me. I could see his glasses now, and the upside down y shapes scar on his face. The two legs of the y went across his jaw and the curve of the downward bit hooked around his eye and took up half of his eyebrow so that no hair grew there.

I'd once been afraid of him, now I was just sad for him. I wondered how he'd gotten that scar and while I was wondering I hadn't realised my legs had brought me over to the bench he was sitting on and I sat down beside him. He looked at me, stunned and I smiled weakly.

“Hey,” I said casually. But inside I was completely confused with myself.

“Uh, hi,” the guy said.

“Sup?” I asked, my lips popping on the P. The guy shrugged.

“The game was boring me,” he said. I nodded slowly in agreement.

“I didn't think you'd be the type to watch football anyway.”

“Oh?” the guy asked, a surprised look on his face again. “What kind of guy did you think I was?” He made it sound like he might be offensive with what I was going to say so I lied.

“The kind of guy who doesn't watch football,” I shrugged. The guy seemed to accept that so I relaxed a little.

“Want to help me break into the school?” the guy asked. I looked at his face, realised he was serious and nodded. I loved being a rebel. The guy got up and turned to face me, smirking.

“Come on then,” he chuckled and started off towards the closest building window.

“What's your name?” I asked when we reached the wall and the guy pulled a pocket knife from his pants and flicked it open, wedging it under the door and levering it.

“Call me Nazza,” the guy said. I frowned. Nazza, what kind of name was that? Oh well. Nazza put one hand on the window and pushed, the lock at the top jumped and unlocked, and then Nazza pulled the window up and open.

“Wow, do this often?” I asked him. He grinned and then hoisted himself through the window and into the room.

Just so you know, we didn't do any damage. We didn't break anything, harm anything, put anything out of place. We just went over to one of the heaters and turned it on, curling up in front of it. It was a cold night okay, and the wind couldn't get us in here.

It was strange how I somehow felt at ease with this guy. And I hadn't thought of Zain once. Remembering him now I felt a little guilty. But there was no harm done.

Nazza (aka Fluffy) 's P.O.V

OMG, he'd come over to sit with me. He'd talked to me. Was talking to me now. We'd broken into the school together, gone somewhere warm and alone together. And now he was laughing at the joke I'd just told. I hoped to god he couldn't hear how fast my heart was beating.

“That's pretty funny,” Benjamin chuckled, hugging his knee with his other leg stretched out beside me as he leant against the heater sort of facing me while I leant against a desk leg and faced the heater.

“Are you gay?” I blurted. Oh shit, I take it back. Forget I said that please. Benjamin looked at me with a blank expression. Shit, he was going to hit me or something wasn't he? He sighed.

“Yeah, I am.” I flanked, he WHAT? What did he say? He was gay? Could I hope?

“Oh,” I managed to say through my mental mind rage.

“Don't tell anyone but,” Benjamin said sternly towards me, locking me eyes with his. I felt icy chills.

I nodded, “I won't.” Of course I won't. Because now it will be his and my little secret together.

“Cool,” Benjamin perked up. “But that doesn't mean I'll be crushing on you,” he added playfully. I smiled but inside my heart was breaking into a million pieces.

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