The List chapter 7 DIP

"W-what do you want?" Pip turned around so he wouldn't have to face the other boy as he slipped his thin arms through his over sized white dress shirt and red jumper. It was right after gym class and he had been in the middle of getting dressed when Damien approached him, looking apprehensive as he watched Pip pull his clothes on. It was rather creepy if you ask Pip, having someone watch him as he changed.

It also made him feel a bit self conscious, especially since his clothes were all so big for his tiny frame.

Once he grew out of his old clothes, his foster parents bought him a whole new wardrobe of outfits that were at least two sizes too big on him. He would grow into them, they had said. They had high hopes that Pip would mature past his skinny physique and have a growth spurt or two. But so far he hasn't grown much past five feet and he was still as skinny and pale as ever.

But at least his hair wasn't as long anymore.

Ever since he was little he kept his hair long, and until a couple years ago it reached to his shoulder blades. But before he got into high school his foster father demanded that he cut it, saying that he looked to much like a girl with all that hair. And that was it. His foster mother had done a good job cutting it...but he barely looked any manlier. If anything, he looked even more girly then he had before!

His golden locks no longer cascaded down his shoulders, but instead it only came down to his chin and framed his face in a short blond bob. He got a lot of heat from his friends at school, most of which really liked his hair and were pissed that he cut it.

Though Pip never minded looking like a girl, he began to ever since this morning when he found his name on that list with all the other boys. The girls in their class actually thought he was gay! And he was now convinced it was because of his looks. Perhaps it wouldn't have been as upsetting if they haven't set him up with this guy.

"I-I just want to talk." Damien had said, then he went right back to gawking at Pip while he got dressed. Geez, whats with this guy and staring? He should take a picture if he liked looking at Pip's ass so much. Freaking creeper!

"Well, I don't wish to speak to you." The blond snapped at him. He really didn't want to talk to Damien, not after what he did to him back in third grade. He nearly killed him for Christ's sake! And now that people think that they would for some reason make a good couple he was too embarrassed to face him. That is why he refused to turn around, even when he felt Damien's cold hand on his shoulder.

He was so close that Damien's hot breath tickled the blonde's ear. Pip had to bite his lip to keep himself from giggling. Instead, he allowed a quiver to run up his spine. "I w-want to say I'm sorry...about the party all those years ago." Pip blinked a bit in surprise. What? Was he really...apologizing for what he did so long ago? His voice was so low and right in Pip's ear, so he must have heard wrong.

There was no way that the son of Satan was apologizing to him.

But still, Pip couldn't stop himself from asking, "Really?"

Pip could almost hear the awkward smile in Damien's voice. "Y-yeah!" He said, putting his hands on both of Pip's shoulders. "The truth is I wanted to apologize for a long time, but I was too afraid because I knew you probably hated me." Though Pip couldn't see it, Damien's blood red eyes were down cast and full of guilt. "And I know I would deserve it."

Though he was very shocked, the blond was barely moved. What gave this guy the right to just come up to him all of a sudden after all these years and ask him for forgiveness?

"I know this may sound a little weird," The dark boy chuckled nervously. "But what made me want to apologize and make amens was the list. After seeing our names together like that I realized that I needed to make my true feelings known."

Finally, Pip turned his head to look at him. "What ever do you mean, Damien?" He asked.

The Anti Christ smiled faintly. "Heh, see you still got that cute accent. Well, I talked to Kenny and he says that I should just go ahead and tell you how I feel instead of standing around forever and just wondering how you would react. So, I wanna tell you that I like you - No, that I think I'm in love with you. - And that I've felt this way for a long time now. And that seeing us paired up on the list made me extremely happy."

Damien was sounding confident for a moment there, he smiled at his own bravery. He felt so good having finally told Pip how he felt. But then Pip's shocked gaze fell and hardened to glare at him. Damien's breath caught in his throat when a small fist collided hard with his face, knocking him back a few feet before he fell over. Awe struck, he cupped his now throbbing cheek and stared up at the seething blond.

"You pig!" The Brit screamed. "You think I'll just forgive you and then fall into your arms like a swooning girl? You creep, stay away from me!" With that, he whirled around and stomped away, leaving Damien all alone in the boys locker room.

Damien sat there for a moment, bewildered. Then a dreamy smirk crossed his lips and he rubbed his sore cheek affectionately. "Wow," He sighed. "What a man..." This was the start of a long, kind of weird stalker-ish relationship.