A BREEZE ON THE GRASSLAND

CHAPTER THREE

I did not know when mom and dad came home. I was busy with my thoughts and was shivering when I shut off the shower and get dressed. We have our dinner at nine every day if it is allowable to us. So I came down for dinner and sat with my family. My parents asked me and my sister about our first day in school. My sister said her entire day in the school but I kept something back. I cannot tell them about the mush splashing and my revenge. I cannot tell them about Melvin and how he making me uncomfortable. So I told them about our new teacher and what Mr. Robert told me after music practice.

After dinner I excused myself and go to my room. Mom was surprised because I watched TV after dinner. It was my routine. She seems to ask me something but changed her mind and whispered something to dad. Dad turned to look me and nod his head. I smiled at them and shook my head. I know what they are thinking. But not me! They should have a shock if they know what I am going through!

I turned off the light then lay down on the bed and crossed hands under my head. Noises came from our neighbor’s house. They are home after their holidays. Jijo’s days are going to be busy form tomorrow. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Two big blue eyes stared me from out of nowhere. I saw his face and the look on it. What’s he thinking about himself? He needs someone to teach him where he belongs. Some pretty boy….!

But I couldn’t shake off him easily. He is poking his face repeatedly in my thoughts. Now I see his face, those rep lips, his eyes, hair, body etc….. How would it feel holding him an embrace…? How would taste his lips if I kiss him…?  How would……. Hey….! What am I thinking..? I shook off the thoughts turned down on my stomach and forced my body to the bed. Thoughts of Melvin are giving me a hard on. Never this happened to me before and I don’t know why this is happening now.

I didn’t sleep well whole night. I dreamed about Melvin and kept waking from sleep. Melvin had stirred something in my heart and I didn’t know what. I cursed him doing this to me and hated him more. I felt good about hating him and slept freely from the disturbing thoughts.

5^th June Thursday 20……….

Two days passed and I became more disturbed. I sleeping well on these nights and of course, I dreamt Melvin. He keeps coming in my thoughts and now in dreams too. I can't do anything to keep him away and this making me annoyed. I got angry at everyone even my mom when she asked what eating me. Indubitably she is thinking this because of some girl. I didn’t correct her. 

I met Melvin the next day at the parking lot. He was coming with some of his friends and turned his back on me when I looked at him. I knew he hates me as I did. He had the reason too because I pushed him in the mud at his first day in school. My eyes followed him as he walked. At the verandah he stopped and turned his head and our eyes met. My heart stopped its beating for a moment and my mouth felt dry.  I shut my eyes and when I opened them he was gone!

Then it came to me that he had told Clara ma’am about the unpleasant incident. If she asked me about it I would say the truth. But she didn’t ask me. Only she smiled and shook her head. I knew Melvin told her and smiled back to her. I searched for any clue but her face was blank. Later I got busy with my class and didn’t get the time to check about.

I met Melvin again in the corridor but I ignored him. I didn’t want to stop my heart beats or a dry mouth. Once our body touched when we crossed each other in the rush and a spark ran through my body. I was sure it is the same for him too because he stopped a moment and his eyes had scared look. I know his eyes searching me when we are in the same crowd because I felt the twinge behind my neck when he is around.

This is a pleasant thing I never felt before. My eyes searched for him every time but when he is around me; I get angry. I shouted at everyone without any reason and made some foolish things and get angrier.

I didn’t go to Mr. Robert for check about the oncoming music event as planned before. Actually I didn’t want to go his residence. I can check it out in the next class. But Wednesday he ignored me as if I didn’t exist in his class. In my turn, I practiced drum then violin and my eyes focused on Melvin whole the time I practiced. He had a knowing smile on his face and blushed when our eyes met. I felt happy. I wanted to hold him once to me. My heart filled with some passion for him. Is this is love…?

At the end of the class, Mr. Robert announced about the oncoming contest. He was excited about the competition and told he had listed every one of us for the competition. Melvin was surprised. But Mr. Robert was confident and said it doesn’t for winning but what matters is participate. Also he was sure about Melvin.

I was a little hurt because of Mr. Robert’s behavior towards me. I was his favorite till the last class. Other boys were preparing to go but I waited. Mr. Robert collected the notation books from the stands.

"Sir…” I called. "I’m sorry sir because I didn’t come yesterday.”

 "I was waiting…. But it’s okay Nick.” A smile appeared on his face. "Were you busy yesterday…?

"Yeah…” I lied. I wasn’t busy and even didn’t go to meet Jijo. I told Jijo I had some homework to do. Whole the time I was in home and dreamed about Melvin. But I can't say that to him. So, I smiled.

 "I want to give you some special notes so you can prepare for the contest.” He told me.

"May I now sir…? I asked.

"Sorry nick….not today. I have someone waiting for Me.” he didn’t look me.

I understood. Maybe his girlfriend…..? But how much I tried I can't think he has a girlfriend.

"Then I will come Saturday afternoon.” I said.

"Okay…” he agreed. I said bye and turned and walked to the door. At the door I turned to look him and saw him looking at me. We smiled to each other and I walked with an easy mind. 

I didn’t meet Melvin in the compound or my way to home. I know his house is other side but I was hoping. Instead Melvin I meet Jijo. He was going to the market and stopped when he see me. I was in a happy mood.

"Hey Jijo…” I called. "Where were you….? I didn’t see you yesterday or the day before…”

"I was here but you were too busy to remember me…”

"Sorry dear…. I had some work to do.” I said in a soothing tone. "You know I can't forget you.”

I was seeing Melvin not Jijo. Jijo giggled. I told him I will be busy for two days more. So, I will meet him Sunday in the bush. He smiled. I whistled all the way to home.

I played with Caroline and joked with our maid. Then I played violin for sometime. But when the time neared for my parents’ homecoming I calmed and went to study. I was late for supper because I forget my evening bath. I waited for the morning came and go to school.

But all this ended and changed because of what happened today. What was happened today changed me too and into a new Nick. It was raining when I arrived at school. My clothes were soaked. So, after giving my bag to one of my classmate; I walked to the boy’s room. Melvin was standing with some boys at the end of the corridor. Our eyes met and as I passed them I heard someone was saying;

"If anyone ask me what animal you want for a pet; I will pick the giraffe.”

Blood and anger rushed into my veins. I flared up and turned to them. They are alarmed but Melvin stayed cool. One of the boys nudged him as if a warning. He paid no heed to him and looked straight at me. That smile appeared on his lips. I was enraged.

"Who said that…..” I hissed through gnashing my teeth. But I know it was Melvin who said this.

They were silent and looked at Melvin.

"What did you say…?” my tone was soft but dangerous.

"Nothing…” he smiled innocently and looked into my eyes. My heart pounded. My mouth felt dry.

His eyes flashed and he knew the effect he had on me. I shook my head and walked slowly to boy’s room.

"Pick…” the voice was again Melvin’s.

I stopped and was enraged. Once I gave up but not now. Fuck the feelings! I turned to them furiously. They had seen me walking to them and were looking both sides of the corridor. Melvin stood their watching me and said something to his friends. But they shook their heads and started to walk. I was fast and before them within a moment.

"Say that again…” I stood before Melvin and insisted between grinding my teeth. The smile vanished from his face and a scared look replaced it. His eyes get wider.

"Okay…. You asked for this…” I laughed mute but devious and thrust my right hand to his crotch then grabbed his balls and cock together in my fist.  He was very soft there. I put force on my fist and the pain appeared on his face. His face got redder and he winced. Tears dropped down to his cheeks. I pressed more and he gasped.  Other boys were frightened and looked at me pleadingly. I saw the same look was on Melvin’s face too.

"You wanted me to pick. So….” I winked.

"Please…..” his lips trembled.

"Say sorry…” I demanded.

"Sorry……” I know the pain was hard to put up with. I was surprise because his dick was hardening in my fist. I looked him in the eyes and saw he was embarrassed and shy. I smiled brutally and was nasty.

"Say….hmmm… fucks me Nick…” I whispered to his face.

His eyes get wider and redder. He was petrified. He thought that if he said I would fuck him there and then. I knew it from his scared look. I nodded as repeating my demand.

"Fuck…..me….Nick.” his voice shivered. He was crying.

"Later….. sweet heart.” I patted his face with my other hand and released my grasp on his crotch. He took a long breath. He was embarrassed and shy as he looked at his friends searching if they heard us. I calmed now but not he. I had humiliated him before his friends.

"I hate you….Nick...” he spat to me.

"Oh…..join the club.” His tone swept away all passion I had for him. "I hate you too….you filthy prick….”

I walked fast to the boy’s room. I was determined. No. I can't and couldn’t let my heart to have those feelings fro him. I hate him and now on I want my heart to have hatred for that little prick. How dare he was to call me names? It was me who had some softness for him. He is not like that. He isn’t be worthy of me. But deep in my heart, I felt lost.

Boy’s room was empty except me. I opened one toilet and locked the door behind me. Only ten minutes left to start the period. I peeled of my clothes and shook out the water. My brief was wet in some measure but it’s all right to me and wore my pants over it then shirt. What a day to begin with?

I was back in class before the bell ringing. Our first period was Clara madams’ and everyone was listening with interest. I saw her looking at me and frowning. I smiled at her.  

I met her again after lunch. I was going to the store for buy a pen. She was at the store with Melvin. Melvin face darkened when he saw me. I went straight to them and asked her what she doing there.

"I’m helping Melvin.” She smiled. "Nick… this is my son Melvin. I think you two had met…”

"Yes…” I replied. "We met our music class after school.”

"Music class…!” she exclaimed. "You are full of surprise….Nick…! What’s you practice then?”

"Drum and violin.” I told her. Whole the time Melvin stared at me.

"But Melvin never told me about you. He mentioned some big boy is helping him in practice but I never thought it’s you….”

"It’s me…! I’m happy to teach him…” I said and looked at him. He understood the message.

I patted his cheeks.

"Keep an eye on him….. Do you Nick.” She asked. "He is new here and need some help.”

"With pleasure….Ma’am.” I agreed with her. Of course! I am going to keep an eye on him and he will get all the help I can think for. He is going to be sorry he ever met me.

When I get back in the class, Martin was sitting there and reading a book. I was surprised because this was not his routine. His lunch break was always busy with some of his catches. So I asked him.

"It’s not that. I was arranged for someone but he is absent today. So, I thought I would give it some rest today.” He massaged his loin. I smiled at his joke and sat on my seat.

"Hey Nick….” Martin closed his book and turned to me. "Do you know Clara ma’am has a son and he is in this school too…?”

"How did you know….?” I asked.

"They live in our block…so, I know.” He said. "I met them yesterday.”

I told him I knew and he is practicing music after school and so I met him there.

"He is a beautiful boy. We got well….” he smiled mischievously.

"You can't even think about it; Marty….his mom is our teacher.” I pointed the fact.

Martin knew I know about him and his fan group but he never doubted me.

"I’m not persuading him to do something. But I know after some meetings, he will do anything to please me. I know what to do….” Martin was confident. "I want him only once. Then he will follow me like the others doing.”

"Forget it Marty… he is not like your boys…” but I wasn’t sure.

"I’ll not force him.” Martin said. "Hey Nick… what about you…? You never shagged anyone…?

I laughed and shook my head. "I’m not telling you…” I didn’t tell him my sex life started when he was dreaming about it.

We fell silent because our classmates were coming. I couldn’t concentrate the class because of what had Martin said. Martin is very clever and he will play all the tricks he knew. I have to watch him and Melvin.

Melvin. He is aware of my feelings for him and I know he have the same for me. I had seen his face blooming and his eyes sparkling when he sees me. It is the same for me too. But why did he call me names today?  Perhaps I was dreaming. Perhaps he felt nothing for me. It was only me who was in a fool’s paradise. He made me think I was in love. I will not forget it and he is going to pay for it. I thought what I can do to punish and pester him.

"Nick…. May we have the pleasure to know where you are…?”

I startled to hear the voice. It was our science teacher Thomas. He stood placing his both hands over my table and glaring straight into my eyes. I looked blank at him and surprised. Science period is the last.

"Yes…” he demanded.

"I’m here…sir,” I answered.

"Then you know what question I asked. "

I looked at him then everyone. I didn’t know what question he had asked. Actually I had no idea what happened after lunch. I was thinking and making the plans.

"I do not know sir…” I mumbled.

"So, you do not know…. Ah? Hear boys? Mr. Nicholas Albert do not know what happened here in his presence.” He laughed.

Mr. Thomas was the teacher we afraid of. He became very nasty if he want to.

"Look Mr. Nicholas… there is no place for a dreamer in my class. You are welcome to my class when you are confident you have nothing to dream. So… till then….” He pointed me the door.

"Sir…” I pleaded.

"Please….” He was firm. I collected my books and put them into my bag. All other boys were watching us. My head bent with shame. This is the first punishment I ever had other than my fights. Of course, today is not my day. I walked to the door and turned to look Mr. Thomas if he changed his mind.

"Let me know the progress….” With this, he turned to the class and continued where he stopped.

This was the last period. I had practice after school. So I walked the corridor to the music room thinking.