I went and chatted to that 'friend' of mine today. I wasn't going to mention where he worked, but I am now because they have been an arse to him. I told you that he worked at sports shop but moved to another shop. They gave him a permanent contract, which he accepted, and then two weeks later he found out they were closing the shop He is now being made redundant and needs to find another job. The thing is, they must have known the shop was clising when they offered him the job... The Bastards... At Whittards!

The guy who worked in the sports shop looked a little bit like him
:sigh:

But guess what.... I found him

DAMMIT!
He's gone and left his job. Perhaps I shouldn't have left it three week. Or perhaps it was my fault that he's gone. But apparently he has gone to somewhere else in town.

Now I am going to have to find out where. Talk about mission impossible

Or maybe I should leave it. Dammit.

He was so cute.

Perhaps the Gods are against me

I stayed in this weekend. lots of work to do. Didnt go to my favourite sports shop. Feeling nervous about it now. Maybe next weekend

When I popped into the sports shop yesterday morning, he asked me how school was. We had a bit of a chat that only lasted a few minutes, but it was nice. He has a nice smile.

I wonder what his name is?

I waved at him through the window (how embarrassed was I?). He smiled and waved back.

Well, I might as well mention it here seeing this blog is all about my crushes. Perhaps I should rename it the road to Man-de-Laid!

There's a cute guy that works in the sports shop in town. I bought a sports bag, which was high up on a shelf, and he had to climb a ladder to reach it. And man, has he got a nice Tush!

But I can't keep going in to buy things, it's looking a bit obvious.

"What are you doing" Darren asked in a panic.
"Sorry" Said the man. "I am just undoing my belt. I had a big business breakfast this morning and am feeling a bit full."
Darren breathed with relief. The man looked at him and smiled. "You didn't think I was going to do anything else did you?" he laughed. "I'd need to buy you dinner first!" He chuckled to himself.
Darren felt relieved for a bit, but then felt a bit of regret. The man was attractive and he didn't know what he would have done of he had suggested anything sexual. Darren was aware that he was staring at the man, and I think he knew it too.
"My name is Chris. I am a manager here. I take it you work in the post room?"
"Yes" Darren replied.
"Then you must have met my son Jack. He's a bit of a character. I offered him a position higher up in the company, but he said he'd rather work from the bottom up."
After that, the conversation was quite light-hearted. Chris seemed like a nice guy, for a manager, and Darren could now see the likeness between him and his son.
After his rounds were over, Darren returned to the post room.
"I met your dad" he told Jack. Jack just grimaced. "You don't get on? He seems quite nice."
"He's very nice to anyone who isn't related to him" Jack replied. "I hardly ever see him. However, I can't complain. We live in a lovely house and I get pretty much everything I want. Why not come over this weekend. I'm having a party."
"Okay" Darren replied.
The rest of the week went well. He spent quite a bit of time chatting with Jack. He offered to take the post round, hoping to meet Chris again, but he didn't, and he couldn't help feel a bit disappointed.
Saturday night came quickly, and Darren was ready for a party. He was also interested in seeing where Jack lived. He dressed in his best suit and went to the address Jack had given him. When he got there, Jack opened the door in his swimwear.
"Oh I should have told you it was a pool party. We've got an indoor pool here. I've invited some of my friends, and loads of girls. And my parents are going out, so it'll be just us!"
"I haven't go my trunks" Darren replied.
"Don't worry, my dad has got a spare pair in his room. I'm sure he won't mind. He seems to have taken a liking to you" Jack showed Darren the way to his dad's bedroom and showed him where he keeps his trunks. "We'll be down by the pool when you're done".
Darren was left alone in Chris' room. There was a huge wardrobe here with mirrored doors. He looked at himself and started to get undressed. As he stood there naked a figure appeared reflected in the mirror. It was Chris.
"Very nice" he said.

To be continued.

Seeing as others are doing it, it thought I would write a little novelette to pass the time.

Darren arrived at his new job very early on Monday morning. He was only the post boy, and at only 17 that was understandable, but he had asirations of climbing to the top of the corporate ladder.
As he entered the building he was met by Gretel, a rather odd looking lady with blonde plaits and half rimmed glasses. She could only have been in her mid twenties but her conservative style of dress made her look older. Gretel showed Darren to the post room. "Your job is straight forward" She hissed at him. "You sort the post and place them in the appropriate trays. When the trays are full, you take the trolley to the departments. You can use the service elevator at the back."

It seemed straight forward so Darren got to work. Forty-five minutes later there was a commotion at the doorway. A very handsome man, about mid thirties with short blonde hair came crashing in. "You're late Jack" Chided Gretel. "I will dock your pay"
"Aww, sweety," Jack replied "I am sure I could more than make it up to you." And he gave her a wink, at which Gretel grimaced and turned away.
Darren introduced himself to Jack and they continued working. After just over an hour, the trays were full. "It's time you took the trolley up" smiled Jack and showed you the way to the elevator.

Darren stood patiently as the elevator slowly climbed. after a few floors the lift stopped and a dark haired man in a grey suit got in. He gave a cursory glance at Darren but said nothing.
Suddenly the lift stopped. Darren looked worried and gulped. "Don't worry," Said the other man. "It often stops, however we could be here a while". With that the man turned to Darren and said "Perhaps we could find something else to pass the time." And then he started to undo his belt.

To Be Continued....

well, it feels more lonely with the upper sixth gone.
My exams are done and I am just waiting until the end of term.
James has gone and I probably won't see him again until he leaves for Uni.

I hope someone else comes who is as hot as he was.

I wonder if I should continue this blog? I only did it to write down my feelings (hence the schoolboycrush title)
Maybe I will wait to see if I fancy anyone else. Captain Jack doesn't count