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"Izzy you missed a spot." Frank said. I looked up at him with a growl and moved my broom and dustpan to where he was pointing. "Hey don't be mad at me. This is your fault." Frank said. I knew he was right but I was still pissed at him. It had been a little over a week since the party and since I'd gotten completely smashed. Frank had promised to not tell my parents only if I did some chores around the bus. Which, by the way, is totally blackmail. The chores amounted to cleaning the entire inside of the bus including the bathroom which was completely disgusting. I mean shouldn't men their age know how freaking aim by now?




I swept the spot in question and dumped the dustpan's contents in the garbage can. "Am I done now?" I asked. "No, now you can go help Gee finish the floor in the back of the bus." Frank said not looking up from his comic book. I rolled my eyes and stomped off to help Gee. The morning after I'd gotten drunk, Frank had laid the guilt trip on Gerard. He'd yelled about alcohol poising and the fact that I was a miner and so on and so forth. Well he might have not been yelling it might have been the hangover. So anyway Gee had agreed to help me.




When I got to the back of the bus Gerard was on all fours scrubbing the tile, his back to me. He was humming `Sex on Fire' by Kings of Leon which was playing on the radio above him and slightly shaking his ass, I could've fainted. Gee has a great ass, which he knows. Other than his eyes and his singing his ass was my favorite part of him. I stood transfixed watching him move in time with the tune. He turned a little and jumped at the sight of me. His foot hit the pail of water sending a cold soapy wave over my sneakers. "Shit Izzy I didn't hear you come in. Why didn't you say something?" he asked standing up his pants just as soaked as my shoes. "Sorry. Frank asked me to come help you with the floor. When I got back here I saw you...well I mean I got distracted by...I'm sorry." I said hoping he didn't hear the part before the last sorry. "It's okay. Here, grab that towel and help me clean this up. At least the floor is clean now." He said




We mopped up the water and tossed the towels over the shower rod to dry. I was walking up to tell Frank that the floor was clean when Gerard caught my hand. "I was wondering...what were you distracted by earlier?" he asked. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks, "I was thinking about stuff back home." I said. A smile crossed his face, "Izzy, I've known you since you were eleven. I know when you're lying sugar." He said. "Fine. You want to know the truth? I was watching your ass. Happy?" I asked and tried to pull away from him but he kept his hold firm. "Izzy, it's okay. For you information, yours isn't so bad either." He said. "You've been looking at my ass?" I asked. "Yeah, well when Frank's not around. It's not the only thing I look at though. I also look at your hair, your eyes...your lips." He whispered, drawing me closer. "Really?" I asked. "Yeah. I've been looking for a long time Izzy and I'm tired of it." He replied. "I am too." I said and he leaned his face closer to mine and....