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priscaTitle: Strange Strong Feelings
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 388
Prompt: strong
Rating: PG13
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Zeke grabbed another beer and zapped through the TV program. Nothing that could distract him, at least for a while, from the intense feeling of loneliness that had caught him out of the blue. Strange enough. A long weekend was lying ahead of him, he had two party invitations, or he could go to Akron, visiting this new club everyone talked about. He could also go on a long road trip in his beloved GTO. But nothing of this sounded tempting; he was not in the mood to hang around with people he didn't care about. And a road trip without Casey...
He cursed silently and turned the TV off. Casey. Ridiculous checkered shirts, too wide denim, always a camera around his neck. Amazing blue eyes. The small gasp between his teeth when he smiled. His hilarious laughter. When had he first taken notice of all this? He couldn't even say it. The bleachers at lunchbreak, the lab table they shared during chemistry?
Their first visit to the school's library because Mr. Furlong thought that teamwork would be good for both of them. So lame computers that he had decided to invite Casey to his garage, where they could do the homework in half the time. Later they watched a cheesy comedy and enjoyed some burgers.
It had turned out as the beginning of the most strange relationship ever. Zeke had never cared much about other people; even if he was one of the most popular guys at school, he had always preferred to stay the lonely wolf who refused to let others too deep into his life. But he had gotten used to it to hang around with Casey every weekend. Every weekend! Not this time, though, there was the birthday of his grandaunt, and of course, this geek had to go to fucking Idaho for a boring-as-hell family gathering.
Not fair. First, he sneaked into his life; then he vanished into thi...
„Hey, Zeke!“
He almost jumped up, spilled his beer. With narrowed eyes, he stared at the boy standing on the doorsill to his garage. „What the fuck are you doing here?“
Casey grinned. „Convinced my parents that I am old enough to stand home alone for a weekend. Hope you don't mind some company?“
"Nothing better to do." Zeke shrugged. "Come on in!"
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 388
Prompt: strong
Rating: PG13
:::
Zeke grabbed another beer and zapped through the TV program. Nothing that could distract him, at least for a while, from the intense feeling of loneliness that had caught him out of the blue. Strange enough. A long weekend was lying ahead of him, he had two party invitations, or he could go to Akron, visiting this new club everyone talked about. He could also go on a long road trip in his beloved GTO. But nothing of this sounded tempting; he was not in the mood to hang around with people he didn't care about. And a road trip without Casey...
He cursed silently and turned the TV off. Casey. Ridiculous checkered shirts, too wide denim, always a camera around his neck. Amazing blue eyes. The small gasp between his teeth when he smiled. His hilarious laughter. When had he first taken notice of all this? He couldn't even say it. The bleachers at lunchbreak, the lab table they shared during chemistry?
Their first visit to the school's library because Mr. Furlong thought that teamwork would be good for both of them. So lame computers that he had decided to invite Casey to his garage, where they could do the homework in half the time. Later they watched a cheesy comedy and enjoyed some burgers.
It had turned out as the beginning of the most strange relationship ever. Zeke had never cared much about other people; even if he was one of the most popular guys at school, he had always preferred to stay the lonely wolf who refused to let others too deep into his life. But he had gotten used to it to hang around with Casey every weekend. Every weekend! Not this time, though, there was the birthday of his grandaunt, and of course, this geek had to go to fucking Idaho for a boring-as-hell family gathering.
Not fair. First, he sneaked into his life; then he vanished into thi...
„Hey, Zeke!“
He almost jumped up, spilled his beer. With narrowed eyes, he stared at the boy standing on the doorsill to his garage. „What the fuck are you doing here?“
Casey grinned. „Convinced my parents that I am old enough to stand home alone for a weekend. Hope you don't mind some company?“
"Nothing better to do." Zeke shrugged. "Come on in!"