Gavin Lemke 16 years old Junior. Dirty Blond middle part. Jack Hanson 16 years old Junior Brown messy hair ("Tik Tok hair") Heyo, This is my first book so please be patient!

Jack and I walked off the soccer field after practice. I checked my phone Friday 6:00 pm. I sighed, my parents would be leaving soon to Las Vegas to see my cousins there. I really wanted to go but couldn't because they wouldn't let me skip school. Which was ridiculous because they took time off of work and I had all A's and B's. I looked over at Jack who was sitting next to me on the grass taking his cleats off. The sun was still bright and I could see drips of sweat coming down from his nose as he concentrated on his shoes.

Jack and I have been best friends before I could remember. Our parents said we became friends in 4K and we got along great--so great we are still best friends in junior year of highschool. People say we have a bromance because we are rarely seen apart which I don't really care about because he was my best man.

In all reality, it was a pack of four: Me, Jack, Trace, and Aydan. The stuff that we did over the years are implanted in my memory like a lightbulb. People don't call us "The Four Musketeers" for nothing am I right?

Jack had messy brown hair, blue eyes, a soccer body, and a nice jawline. He really grew up from a chubby child from our other years. On the other side, me, well, I actually blew up too. I used to be chubby just like him but I look just as great these days If I don't say so myself. With Trace and Ayden they were both brunettes with both brown eyes and obviously athletic.

We're a fun bunch you could say.

"Hey Jack," I called out loud enough for just him to hear, my dirty blond hair slightly moving with the small breeze. Trace and Ayden where still messing around with the soccer ball. He responded with a nod. "Wanna come to my place this weekend? My parents are out and said you could come over."

With a smile Jack responded, "Let me see what my parents say Gavin. But sure thing." As he took out his phone I got ready as well, called to the others that I would see them monday, and started to walk to my car. I put my soccer stuff in the back and hopped in.

Not soon after, my passenger side door opened with Jack popping in. "My parents said it was fine. I just have to be back Sunday at 12:30." He smiled. "Lets go dude." With that I started driving.

Normally I take Jack home everyday because he doesn't have a car but since he is staying the night I asked, "Do you want to go to your house and get stuff or just go to mine and you can use some stuff there?"

"Lets just go to yours. It would be pointless to go to mine. I live an extra 10 minutes away from yours."

"Cool beans, I didn't want to do that either" I joked.

"Shut up" he laughed pulling out his phone.

**

My house is two story and not old but not new. It has 3 bedrooms and three full baths. Although my bathroom had a glass shower.

 The glass shower was the worst thing in my house. Being see through, no one can get some privacy in there. But no one goes in my bathroom anyway so we all good. Although one time my one year younger sister Jenna (15), walked in on me because all the other bathrooms were full. She didn't see anything thank goodness haha.

 Jack being at my house way too often, put his bag in the laundry room.

"I'm going to shower. Coach pushed us hard today. God I'm a mess," Jack said. I snuffled a chuckle as he turned around showing his line sweat on his back shirt.

"You can say that again man. My legs are sooo sore" I followed him to my room plopping on my bed.

"Hey no pain no gain. Also how do you think we get these legs," Jack said flexing his legs.

"Yeah whatever," I said pulling out my phone. "Hurry up, I wanna shower too."

"With that I'm going to take the longest time ever!" Jack said suspiciously with a smirk.

"Dick," I responded.

"Yeah yeah" he responded leaving and going in the bathroom. I scrolled through my snap opening and responding. I didn't even realize when the shower turned on.

"Gavin!" I heard a yell, "I need some shampoo. You're all out"

I rolled my eyes, the shampoo was in the sink cupboard in there, he's just too lazy to get out and get it. I walked in the bathroom, avoiding to look at the sower and went to the sink.

"Thank youuuu" he smiled at me when I opened the door. I rolled my eyes and make eye contact and gave him it not looking any lower. Being so around together, we have seen each others dick so many times from soccer and swim, is just chill between us.

I came to the conclusion that we both have dicks so there really wasn't anything to hide. But don't get me wrong, we have never sword fought each other. That's just.. no. Wrong and gay.

"You know you don't have to wait to get in the shower" he joked receiving the bottle.

I was thinking of saying saying something like 'in your dreams' but I decided something else.

"Sure thing," I went along, "It's just that you're too fat for me to fit."

He chucked, "Oh sureeee. You don't know if you don't try."

I felt a twitch in my groin. "Oh shut up" snarked back at him rolling my eyes and turned around.

I left the bathroom to Jack singing Don't cry for me argentina, the truth is I never left you.. 

I closed the door but leaving it ajar.

I check myself when I was out of eyesight. Soft. I sighed with relief. It didn't think it changed anyway.