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Title-Teen Heat
Type-VAM/High school
Rating- PG-13 for mild language and suggestive sequences.
Summary- Bam’s in high school and Ville moved to West Chester. Are things going to get hot when these boys meet?
AN- DK, NH (I wish), Teen Heat © 2004 Blood Brothers.
I started a new fic from now on is getting hard to write
Bam’s POV
I’d never been aware of my surroundings until recently. I never cared who I was in classes with as long as I had my group. Ryan, Raab, Dico, and me. Yea PE was a real drag after Raab got expelled from shitting in a locker. I mean come on who does that to get even. Usually we’d break something but anything that involved feces never now even the light the bag thing. Our elective classes were a mix of grades. I was a sophomore. Damn straight and proud of it. This week we were doing gay partner activities like volleyball and tennis. I fucking hate tennis. Everyone sat impatiently in the bleachers waiting to run around. I was joined by my brother Jess a big bad senior and his best friend Deron. The teacher said I would work with the new kid who had just transferred here since my partner was expelled. I watched someone unfamiliar walk out of the boys’ locker room and go over to the teachers and talk to them. He looked odd in the gym clothes he was thin. Nice chestnut hair and pale skin. V. Valo read across the back of his gym shirt. Everyone’s shirt was that way. In bold green letters. Mine said B. Margera, Jess’s was J. Margera and he had written yes I’m the older Margera on the back, and Deron’s said D. Miller and then it said "Yes I am Deron and I live in the Margera’s basement". Ok so back to the new kid. When he faced the class he had the most amazing piercing… what the hell I’m bi not totally gay. He had green eyes. That’s better. Our PE couch Mr. Peatrie blew his whistle to quiet us down. It never works. Oh damn. He picked up his school spirit phone as me and the guys called it and switched it on.
"Ok you brats quiet down. We have a new student. Villie Valo." He paused "I’m sorry Vill-ah Valo. He a senior and he will be paired with" he paused again and looked at his class roster. "Brandon Margera"
"YOU MEAN BAM YOU IGNORAMUS" Deron shouted and blamed it on a jock by the name of Andrew Kellstrom. Deron just caused Andrew a two-day detention. Yes I won’t be eating dirt for two days. I seemed to have neglected saying that I was one of the most unpopular guys in school. To my peers I was obnoxious and dumb. The teachers saw some potential but not enough. I looked around the room and then locked eyes with Ville.
Ville’s POV
I locked eyes with him he was amazing. I was the complete definition of gay on the inside though I was the complete definition of "Goth" on the outside. I was never the athletic type. I preferred playing my bass guitar and singing back home with my best friend Migè. I hate sports so much it’s not funny I like running and stuff but I’ve never really played any sports. I locked eyes with the boy they called Bam. He had the most piercing icy blue eyes I had ever seen. Dark, straightened, longish skateboarder style hair. He was real tough looking. His legs had scrapes up and down them. Then I looked from him to notice an older version of Bam with brown hair with a red tint to it. Then I realized that the two boys were brothers. I’d seen the older one earlier in the morning. I’d seen the other boy sitting next to him earlier this morning too. I looked to Bam he was motioning for me to come join him in the bleachers. I walked up and sat next to him.
"I’m Brandon Margera but call me Bam please I beg of you just call me Bam." He smiled as he pleaded with me to call him Bam and I agreed. "Um these other two. This one here pointing to the first boy this is my brother Jess and that is Deron "The Evil Asshole" Miller." I smiled as we talked and as we walked to the floor to start tennis we continued to talk. I found out we were both horrible at tennis and I didn’t feel so bad. It was funny when we looked to see what Jess and Deron were doing they were worse than us I believe I’d never seen anyone miss more times then Jess. When gym was over we both changed in the locker room. I was surprised I had picked the gym locker next to Bam’s. Damn that boy had a great ass and skin. He was absolutely beautiful. He was a skater I could tell by his shirt. Element. The most popular brand for skaters. I think that this is going to turn into a great friendship maybe something more I hope.
Type-VAM/High school
Rating- PG-13 for mild language and suggestive sequences.
Summary- Bam’s in high school and Ville moved to West Chester. Are things going to get hot when these boys meet?
AN- DK, NH (I wish), Teen Heat © 2004 Blood Brothers.
I started a new fic from now on is getting hard to write
Bam’s POV
I’d never been aware of my surroundings until recently. I never cared who I was in classes with as long as I had my group. Ryan, Raab, Dico, and me. Yea PE was a real drag after Raab got expelled from shitting in a locker. I mean come on who does that to get even. Usually we’d break something but anything that involved feces never now even the light the bag thing. Our elective classes were a mix of grades. I was a sophomore. Damn straight and proud of it. This week we were doing gay partner activities like volleyball and tennis. I fucking hate tennis. Everyone sat impatiently in the bleachers waiting to run around. I was joined by my brother Jess a big bad senior and his best friend Deron. The teacher said I would work with the new kid who had just transferred here since my partner was expelled. I watched someone unfamiliar walk out of the boys’ locker room and go over to the teachers and talk to them. He looked odd in the gym clothes he was thin. Nice chestnut hair and pale skin. V. Valo read across the back of his gym shirt. Everyone’s shirt was that way. In bold green letters. Mine said B. Margera, Jess’s was J. Margera and he had written yes I’m the older Margera on the back, and Deron’s said D. Miller and then it said "Yes I am Deron and I live in the Margera’s basement". Ok so back to the new kid. When he faced the class he had the most amazing piercing… what the hell I’m bi not totally gay. He had green eyes. That’s better. Our PE couch Mr. Peatrie blew his whistle to quiet us down. It never works. Oh damn. He picked up his school spirit phone as me and the guys called it and switched it on.
"Ok you brats quiet down. We have a new student. Villie Valo." He paused "I’m sorry Vill-ah Valo. He a senior and he will be paired with" he paused again and looked at his class roster. "Brandon Margera"
"YOU MEAN BAM YOU IGNORAMUS" Deron shouted and blamed it on a jock by the name of Andrew Kellstrom. Deron just caused Andrew a two-day detention. Yes I won’t be eating dirt for two days. I seemed to have neglected saying that I was one of the most unpopular guys in school. To my peers I was obnoxious and dumb. The teachers saw some potential but not enough. I looked around the room and then locked eyes with Ville.
Ville’s POV
I locked eyes with him he was amazing. I was the complete definition of gay on the inside though I was the complete definition of "Goth" on the outside. I was never the athletic type. I preferred playing my bass guitar and singing back home with my best friend Migè. I hate sports so much it’s not funny I like running and stuff but I’ve never really played any sports. I locked eyes with the boy they called Bam. He had the most piercing icy blue eyes I had ever seen. Dark, straightened, longish skateboarder style hair. He was real tough looking. His legs had scrapes up and down them. Then I looked from him to notice an older version of Bam with brown hair with a red tint to it. Then I realized that the two boys were brothers. I’d seen the older one earlier in the morning. I’d seen the other boy sitting next to him earlier this morning too. I looked to Bam he was motioning for me to come join him in the bleachers. I walked up and sat next to him.
"I’m Brandon Margera but call me Bam please I beg of you just call me Bam." He smiled as he pleaded with me to call him Bam and I agreed. "Um these other two. This one here pointing to the first boy this is my brother Jess and that is Deron "The Evil Asshole" Miller." I smiled as we talked and as we walked to the floor to start tennis we continued to talk. I found out we were both horrible at tennis and I didn’t feel so bad. It was funny when we looked to see what Jess and Deron were doing they were worse than us I believe I’d never seen anyone miss more times then Jess. When gym was over we both changed in the locker room. I was surprised I had picked the gym locker next to Bam’s. Damn that boy had a great ass and skin. He was absolutely beautiful. He was a skater I could tell by his shirt. Element. The most popular brand for skaters. I think that this is going to turn into a great friendship maybe something more I hope.