Chapter 1A Chapter by briget_01The sound of an annoying buzz echoed through
Josh’s ears as it awoke him. He flipped over in his bed, pulling his red sheet
over his head. His groan slightly blocked out the noise, but it’s no use. He
reached his hand out of his warm blanket cocoon and into the open cold air. His
hand found its way to the bedside table, then maneuvered to where his alarm
clock should be. After fumbling around for a while, Josh’s fingers pushed down
on a button, ending the screeching. Tearing
his bed sheet off his face, Josh craned his head to the left to face the clock;
5:30, it read. As he reached up to
his face to wipe away the sleep from his eyes, his feet kicked away the little
sheets that were left on his bed. The mattress creaked as Josh rolled off it.
He reached up stretching as he stood up. His bare chest caught a draft of cold
air, causing him to wrap his arms around his naked torso. Josh’s
bare feet trudged across the wood floor across his room, to his bathroom. He
looked at his sleepy self, reflecting back at him through the mirror.
Attempting to tame his wild blond hair was useless, yet he still tried to
flatten the strands as he turned to his shower. Giving up on his hair, Josh
slipped out of his boxers, and stepped into the shower. The pipes squeaked
as the water was turned off. Reaching around the corner of the marble shower
wall, Josh grabbed a dark blue towel and wrapped it around his waist. He shook
his short hair, spraying water around the shower. Josh took one final moment
before exiting his shower’s warm protective threshold. Puddles trailed his feet
as they made their way to the mirror again. After securing his towel to his
hips, Josh trailed his hand across the mirror to wipe off the steam. Reflecting
back at him, were dull green eyes. Surprisingly, the bags that were there a few
days ago, seemed to have disappeared. Throughout the
summer, Josh was a counselor at a kid’s camp with a few of his other school
peers. He had taken the job to make a few extra dollars, and because it seemed
fun, it was also a great way to take a few months off his family. It turned out
though, his high school let it count as school credit. That’s why most of his
peers showed up. Although it was a fun and great experience during the day,
night time was a nightmare for Josh. The constant chatter of all his fellow
counselors all crammed into a tight wooden cabin made it impossible for him to
sleep. After two and a half months of being away, Josh only returned home the
day before school started, looking as rugged as ever, bags under the eyes and
all. The hair atop
Josh’s head seemed like it would be okay after a while of futzing with it. Ten
minutes later, after having no idea what to wear on his first day of school,
Josh managed to slap on a pair of salmon shorts and a long sleeved grey shirt
that had 3 black buttons on the neck of it. He pulled the sleeves up to his
elbows as he began to lace up his vans. As he moved to his right foot, there
was a knock at the door. “Josh, hurry up,” the voice was coming from behind the door, “breakfast is almost ready,” it called. Josh looked up through his eye lashes to see his little sister Naomi. “Tell mom I’ll be down in a minute,” he called as he finished the bow on his shoe. With a quick nod, Naomi’s bright face left the door way. With
a sigh, Josh leaned off the end of his bed. Although he would never admit it,
he didn’t mind school; in fact, he enjoyed it. But that didn’t mean he liked
all the homework or tests, or waking up at 5:30 in the morning to get ready for
it. He just enjoyed the whole process of learning new things. The only thing
he’d ever learned at home were new ways to praise the Lord, and countless ways
to be doomed to Hell. He
took one last look in the mirror and told himself he looked acceptable. Before
leaving his room, Josh slung his backpack over his shoulder. The red bag was
still light due to the lack of papers stuffed into it. He also grabbed his car
keys and phone off his bedside table. Walking down the hall, he passed a line
of family photos. The one closest to his bedroom, at the end of the hall, was
when he was only ten. He was in between his mom and dad, who were each carrying
babies who looked exactly alike. In the dad’s hands was Josh’s brother Noah,
and in the mom’s hands was Josh’s sister Naomi. As he passed all
the photos, they all looked the same. The family wore plain white clothing with
the same plain white church in the background. The only difference in each
picture was the aging of the children. Noah and Naomi began to stand on their
own, and Josh grew taller, gaining more facial details as well. The last photo
in the hall, only taken a couple months ago, still had the plain white clothing
and church, but this time, Josh recognized the teenager standing in the middle.
He wore the same goofy smile and green eyes as the man staring at him in the
mirror. Although it was no doubt Josh in the picture, it didn’t seem like it.
It was almost like another person. Josh and the teenager in the pictures and in
the mirrors where different; not the same. After a minute,
Josh dragged his attention away from the photo and continued down the hall to
the tip of the stairs. He jumped down the stairs two at a time, and check his
phone for the time. Oh God. I’m late,
he thought as he jumped down the remaining stairs. It was 6:08. He threw his
backpack next to the door just before skidding into the kitchen. At the table,
seated was his two siblings, and his parents. Each wearing a disappointed look.
“Sorry I’m late,” Josh started, “I guess I took-“ “Don’t give excuses,” The stern face of Josh’s
father quickly silenced him, “Just take a seat, Son.” Looking down, Josh
maneuvered his way to his chair. He quickly took a seat and placed a napkin on
his lap. Noah was eagerly staring at the food in front of him, his mouth almost
watering. Just as he was about to reach out and take a slice of bacon, his
mother spoke up, “Shall we?” She raised her hands from the previous folded
position she had them in. She beckoned the rest of the family to do the same.
Mr. Martin linked hands with Mrs. Martin and Noah, while Josh reached across
the table to clasp hands with Naomi’s. He also held his hand out next to him
for Noah. As the two twins held their brother’s hands, Mrs. Martin began
speaking, “Bless O Lord,” as she spoke this first word, Josh watched as all in unison
his family bowed their heads and closed their eyes. “this food to our use and us to thy service, and keep us ever mindful
of the needs of others. In Jesus' Name,” everyone joined her for the last
word, “Amen.” After grace, Noah launched himself
at the bacon, causing the rest of the family to reach for their own food, but
more humanly. After a normal Martin family breakfast, filled with small
chatter, and a small argument between the twins, Josh stood up, “I should leave
soon, if I want to pick up Luke on time.” “Alright, honey.” His mother stood up with him, and took his plate from his hands, “Have a good day at school.” Her sweet, genuine smile was contagious and caused Josh to smile back. “What time is
dinner?” The smile on Josh’s face quickly disappeared when his father spoke. “7 O’clock.”
Josh answered. “Exactly. 7:00.
Not 7:08. Don’t be late again.” He had a way of making his words sound like
daggers, cutting into your mind. Josh quickly nodded and turned to head for the
front door. As Josh sat in the driver’s seat of
his truck, he let out a deep sigh that carried out all the words he wanted to
yell at his father. As he was beginning to feel calmer, he put the keys into
the car. When the ignition bursted the car to life, he got a text on his phone: Pick
me up @ Sarah’s -L “Nice.” Josh
breathed out a laugh as he left the driveway of his house. He pulled up to a curb in front of a
very big brick house. The front door was almost as tall as the first story, and
there were grand windows giving a glimpse into the house, where very nice
furniture was visible. Josh left the engine idling and honked his horn twice.
Moments later a tall, lanky, bald, shirtless teenager crawled out of a basement
window. When he saw the old truck in front of the house, he jogged towards it. With a click, Josh unlocked the car
doors as the boy neared. And with a yank, the boy popped open the car door as
he was still sliding on the remainder of his white shirt. He hopped into the
car slinging his backpack on his lap. “Good morning,
Luke,” Josh greeted with a smirk. “Hey dude,” Luke
exchanged, “Thanks for picking me up here,” he continued, sounding out of
breathe, as he began tying his shoes. “Yea. No
problem” Josh raised both his eyebrows at him. “What?” “Oh nothing,”
sang Josh as he pulled the car away from the curb. After
a couple heartbeats of silence, Josh spoke up again, “so…” he started, “How was
Sarah’s house?” he questioned with a smirk. “It was…” a
smile crept across Luke’s face, “good.” He answered. “How did you
score a sleepover the day before school with the principal’s daughter?” Josh
looked over at Luke in the passenger seat. “Well. We wanted
to spend the last day of summer together.” Josh laughed at that, causing Luke
to defend himself, “What? There are actually some perks to have a long term girlfriend!” “Are you going
soft on me??” Josh teased sarcastically. “Shut up.” Luke
scowled. He slid over to the middle seat and shoved Josh’s shoulder, causing
the car to swerve into another lane. Josh corrected the truck as he heard car
honks directed at him. “Okay Okay!”
Laughed Josh. The relationship Luke and Sarah had, Josh admired. The way they
each deeply cared for each other wasn’t obvious, but Josh noticed it. The way
Luke would always buy her random gifts whenever they ‘reminded him of her’ or
the way Sarah would always come the school’s track meets just to cheer Luke on.
It was cute. But Josh would never tell Luke that. It was much more fun to mock
him for his perfect high school relationship. As the car stalled at a stop light,
Luke stroke up another conversation, “How was camp?” “It was fine.
The kids were fun. Oh! And I got a free period because of the credits I
earned.” “Is that all
that happened??” Luke leaned over and poked Josh in the side. Swatting his
hands away, Josh replied with a confused look. “Sarah told me Nat was there…”
Luke began doing this weird thing with his eye brows. They started wiggling up
and down like they had a mind of their own. Josh then just rolled his eyes. “So
she was there!?” “She was,” Josh
admitted, “but we were just co-counselors together. That’s it.” © 2015 briget_01Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 25, 2015 Last Updated on November 26, 2015 Tags: teen fiction, high school, coming of age, coming out, gay Authorbriget_01Constant State of WorryAboutMy writing's not the best, but I'm trying. I've never really done anything like this, but I'm sure it's worth a shot. Don't be too harsh with criticism; remember that I'm still a person behind all .. more..Writing
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