Gay Youth Chronicles 01 - Outfield Menace by Mark A. Roeder

Author:Mark A. Roeder [Roeder, Mark A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

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The First Stirrings of Suspicion

My new world was shaken just after lunch. As I passed by the office, I saw Angel, Adam, Joshua, Travis, and some other guys from the baseball team being led into the principal’s office. The scary part was that the sheriff was there. Something was up, and I was afraid Angel was in big trouble. It didn’t seem possible that he could do anything really bad, but why was the sheriff involved?

I spent the rest of the day worrying about it. I kept picturing my Angel being taken away in handcuffs. He did run with a bad crowd. Maybe they’d gotten him involved in a burglary or something. Maybe he’d gone along with it just to be one of the guys. I didn’t really understand why Angel ran around with that crowd. I suspected his bad-boy routine was protection against anyone finding out he liked boys, but joining Adam’s little gang seemed like overkill. Of course, everyone on the varsity team was in Adam’s gang. Maybe membership wasn’t an option. Angel seemed to be in the inner circle, however, and I didn’t like that. I didn’t like it at all.

Angel was in the locker room when I arrived for baseball practice. I was so relieved that it was all I could do to keep myself from hugging him. My whole afternoon had been agony. I never realized before that caring about someone could hurt.

- 129 I calmed myself as I undressed and then slipped into my uniform. He’s okay, Kurt. They didn’t take him away. It’s going to be okay. I was still kind of worried, but I was able to focus during practice.

Angel left with the other varsity guys. I didn’t get a chance to talk with him, of course. Angel couldn’t talk to me at school. I was just a lowly JV brat after all and one who had recently been on the varsity hit list. The varsity guys rarely spoke to us JV guys, unless it was to insult us or tell us to get out of the way.

Angel hadn’t had time to show me any batting techniques. We’d been too busy making out for that, but he had given me a few pointers on how to hold my bat and how to swing. I repeated his advice to myself just before I stepped up to the plate. I held my bat like he’d described, rather than the way I’d always done it. Tanner pitched, I swung, and whack! I hit the ball. I actually hit the ball! It was only batting practice, so there was nowhere to run, but I was elated.

When I again hit the ball on my next turn at bat, Coach Marley said, “You’re improving, James. Whatever you’ve been doing to improve your batting and catching, keep it up.”

I grinned, but I nearly laughed out loud. I had a feeling that my relationship with Angel and our semi-naked activities were largely responsible for my improved performance. I still had worries, of course, but I could banish them with the mere thought of Angel.

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