{"id":4482,"date":"2013-11-23T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-11-23T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=4468"},"modified":"2013-11-23T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-11-23T14:00:00","slug":"someday-in-this-forever-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2013\/11\/23\/someday-in-this-forever-13\/","title":{"rendered":"Someday In This Forever 13."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><\/div>\n<div><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong><br \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"600\" height=\"401\" src=\"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-content\/uploads\/4b72a80970_95835913_o2.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom was in his basketball uniform sitting on the field with other friends. He was sweating very badly. He wiped the sweat from his forehead every now and then whilst listened to his friends gossiping like girls. Especially, how they bullied people. Tom felt bored. He drank water at times from the bottle he had in his right hand. They won the match today as every other day.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Hey are you coming to the Halloween party?&#8220; One of the boys asked to his best friend.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;In CDP?&#8220; His best friend asked eagerly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah, you are coming?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Of course I am? Where&#8217;s the ticket or\u2026 membership? Which one they demand?&#8220; He rubbed his forehead.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Membership. I read it in the poster on the notice board. Michael and the freak, Bill are working on the membership seal and the passes.&#8220; The boy uttered. Tom snapped. He closed the head of the bottle and walked to the boys leaving the bottle on the ground behind.<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">\n<p>&#8222;Hey guys, what&#8217;s up?&#8220; He sat between them putting his arms on both of their shoulders.<\/p><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Both of them greeted back in chorus like twins. &#8222;Hey Tom.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom chuckled. &#8222;Nothing just\u2026 &#8220; he thought something for a while. &#8222;What were you saying about the Halloween?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Oh, Halloween? Are you and Becky coming?&#8220; Dan the first guy asked. &#8222;Hey, Becky,&#8220; he called for her. Rebecca was far from them gossiping with cheerleading girls. Tom instantly put his palm against his mouth.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Shhh\u2026 don&#8217;t call her and I don&#8217;t know if she&#8217;s coming or not. Just tell me about the passes and the membership seal.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Oh\u2026 you can get all the information from the notice board,&#8220; Dan notified.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom nodded. &#8222;Ohkayyy and\u2026 who&#8217;s selling the tickets?&#8220; He was waiting for Bill&#8217;s name.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Michael and Bill,&#8220; Dan shrugged; he pouted while uttering Bill&#8217;s name.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom&#8217;s eyes sparkled with trillions of stars. He stood immediately.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You mean Kaulitz?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hmm.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;When do they sell the tickets?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;After the school\u2026 maybe they&#8217;re selling now,&#8220; Dan said distantly thinking of which getup he should choose for the party.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom hopped happily. &#8222;Great! I&#8217;ll surely buy one,&#8220; he ran away screaming weird sounds with his mouth insanely. He was actually happy or you can say in high spirits.<\/p>\n<p>He ran through the corridor for the notice board. He stopped with a harsh brake and huffed heavily. The purple-black glazy poster was shining among all other notices, placards and advertisements. Tom read the poster enthusiastically. It said the party was next on Saturday on the Halloween night in Club DP. Whoever wants to attend the party, he has to get the seal of membership at the right wrist and the seal would be validated till the party. Moreover, the guest has to come with the pass, each pass allows each guest. There was a little white paper piece stapled under the poster containing the writing of Michael. &#8222;The selling desk is on the fourth floor corridor. Passes will be sold after the school for two hours only until next Friday. Thank you. ___ Michael Richter&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>Tom rubbed his palms against each other. &#8222;I&#8217;m coming, Billie\u2026 just wait for me,&#8220; he winked. He ran to the fourth floor. As he was walking through the corridor, Henry stopped him standing confronting him. Tom grinned widely at him. &#8222;Hey bro, what&#8217;s up?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You played really well champ!&#8220; Henry tapped on his shoulder proudly. Tom gave him a thankful look.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Thank you,&#8220; Tom uttered looking over Henry shoulder.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, now the main topic,&#8220; Henry changed the subject. Tom raised one eyebrow.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;My parents have thrown a Halloween party in our house\u2026 and they&#8217;re gonna be in my uncle&#8217;s house, for a visit and we&#8217;re gonna enjoy. Please don&#8217;t say no, buddy,&#8220; Henry requested as if Tom was a celebrity.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Well\u2026&#8220; Tom agitated. He looked around hesitantly. &#8222;Well, I wanted to go to CDP\u2026 you know,&#8220; he shrugged apologetically.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;CDP\u2026 oh, but that takes money for one night membership for Halloween, isn&#8217;t it?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah, but that&#8217;s especially for the students this year. It&#8217;s their business,&#8220; Tom uttered looking over, searching for the desk where Bill should be seen.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;So is it fun?&#8220; Henry interrupted.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah, of course it is,&#8220; Tom tried his best to be polite but he was actually distant.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, I&#8217;ll come as well. I&#8217;ll tell dad to cancel the party. I&#8217;m gonna go CDP. You know what; I&#8217;ve never been to CDP. I heard it&#8217;s so beautiful inside. But its lowest age limit is 19. They did a great job with the Halloween party idea this year. At least we won&#8217;t have to wait till we turn 19\u2026 hey wait\u2026! I am 19\u2026 then why don&#8217;t I go and be a member? What&#8217;s your age Tom? 18? 17? Which one?&#8220; He kept chattering like a big mouth. Tom did not show him a troubled face but he looked busy and remote. Henry was talking hysterically when he suddenly noticed Tom who was not really paying him any heed. Henry rolled his eyes and shook Tom. Tom jumped. His eyes flickered at Henry.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Oh yeah\u2026 what were you saying?&#8220; he gave him a polite smile.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Why do you look so distant?&#8220; Henry asked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Because the desk will be closed if we don&#8217;t hurry,&#8220; Tom notified. Henry widened his eyes.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Really?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Then what are we waiting for? Let&#8217;s go,&#8220; they ran together for the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Michael was sitting on the desk. He did not notice Tom and Henry coming. As soon as they reached near, Michael stood and started packing his things. He put his pen box into the bag and zipped the chain of the bag.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hey, hey, hey wait,&#8220; Tom huffed. Michael snapped.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Tom,&#8220; he was surprised watching Tom at the last moment. &#8222;You want to buy the pass?&#8220; He asked civilly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom could not reply because of breathing heavily. He just nodded with Henry. A wide grin flashed on Michael&#8217;s face. &#8222;How was your game?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Fine,&#8220; Tom gasped.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You won the match?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah,&#8220; Tom nodded and gasped every now and then. Michael&#8217;s grin widened.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Wow! Congratulations,&#8220; he greeted.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Thanks,&#8220; Tom grinned back. Henry interrupted.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;What about the pass?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Michael&#8217;s grinning face turned sad. &#8222;Oh\u2026 I&#8217;m sorry but you have to come tomorrow after the school. You know time&#8217;s over.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Can&#8217;t you just take bribe or please show us some mercy?&#8220; Henry requested. Michael shook his head.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Sorry I can&#8217;t help it.&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>Tom&#8217;s eyes were still searching for Bill. &#8222;Hey who works for the membership seal?&#8220; he asked looking around.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Oh, it&#8217;s Bill. He&#8217;s in the washroom,&#8220; Michael informed. Tom crazily wished to be in the washroom right now but he could not do that because of Henry. For the first time in life, Henry seemed disturbing and annoying to him. He sighed: &#8222;Oh.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">No one noticed his down face. &#8222;Ohkayyy\u2026 let&#8217;s go, Tom,&#8220; Henry pulled Tom&#8217;s arm with him. Tom kept staring at the washroom door while Henry was taking him away. He restlessly prayed to see his face just once. The moment today behind the building was magical. He could not forget that beautiful face and those unexplained eyes. All of a sudden the washroom door opened. Tom&#8217;s eyes sparkled with delight. Bill came out putting his hands in the back pockets of his jeans. Tom wished he could put his hands in Bill&#8217;s back pockets. Unluckily the staircase came and Henry walked downstairs taking Tom away. At least he could see him for a moment. He was still looking beautiful. Tom sighed.<\/p>\n<p><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>author: amazinglife2011 Tom was in his basketball uniform sitting on the field with other friends. He was sweating very badly. He wiped the sweat from his forehead every now and then whilst listened to his friends gossiping like girls. 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