\n Changes In life – Chapter 1 - So it all Begins

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\n Disclaimer, If you don't like M/M scenes, don't read, all the 18 and up

\n stuff. All Characters in this Story belong to me, (unless otherwise Stated.) This is a newlty edited version of the story, I'm going back over all the chapters I've written and making them more updated and "appropriate" xD If you wanna know more, comment below!

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\n                I opened my eyes, groaning a bit as he turns his head to see what time it was. The alarm clock beside me flashes 7:37am in a bright blue light.

\n                "Shit, I slept in."  I shouted jumping out of bed and heading for the bathroom, still stiff from working late last night, my body screams in protest to my movements.

\n                Once in the bathroom I strip off what's left of my clothes, a pair of boxers and a T shirt, turning on the water in the shower.

\n               While the water warmed up I turn around looking at myself in the mirror; I’m about 5ft 8 inches tall, a slim but muscular build. He has brown hair, with blonde streaks in it, brown eyes and lightly tanned skin.

\n               By now the water's warmed up and I step into the shower, the warm water running down my body and onto the shower floor below me. I lather my body up with a fresh smelling body wash, and wet my hair before adding shampoo to it. I scrub my hair, still trying to wake up, my hands slowly making their way down to my groin.

\n             "Well good morning to you too,” I say as my right hand brushes across my hard shaft. "We haven't don't too much lately have we."

\n                I slide my hand up my shaft and then back down, closing my eyes briefly as I enjoy the sensation. I can feel myself letting go the muscles in my body relaxing as the hot water and rush of my hormones coarse through me. Meanwhile my other hand sliding down my side, and around to my tight bubble butt, firm from years of skating and being active; The soap on my body making it too easy to slip inside my, despite the tightness.  I sand there jacking off while at the same time gently playing with my hole, I’ve never been much for fingering, but today it just feels so good. I’m approaching the edge when a sudden knock on the door interrupts me, causing me to jump slightly.

\n                "Skye, you’re going to be late for school, if you don't hurry up." It was my dad, probably on his way to get ready for work himself.

\n               "Alright, I'm coming." I replied, rinsing off quickly, washing the soap off my body, “Sorry buddy, I guess we’ll have to finish this later.”

\n                I walked into my room, tearing off the towel and opening the dresser drawer, removing a pair of blue and black stripped boxers and a pair of white socks.

\n                I quickly pulled these on as I stand I notice the clearly defined tent in my newly clad boxers. I threw on a blue muscle shirt and a pair of black jeans, while I pulled my fingers through my hair, resulting in the usual JB look I’ve grown accustom to… “Hey I had it before he did… why should he get all the credit for it,“ I thought to myself as I walked out of my room and downstairs to grab breakfast.

\n                On the way through the Kitchen I grab a piece of toast from the plate on the table and stick it in my mouth while trying to pull on my shoes and backpack, still heading towards the front door.

\n                "Aren't you forgetting someone?" A voice called to me.

\n                I turned around quickly and found one of my friends, Troy standing there; "Troy, why are you in here?" he questioned.

\n                Troy was about the same height as I am, he’s slim, but built well, has ear-length slightly curly blonde hair blue eyes and like always was wearing his trade mark skin tight black jeans, a white T-shirt and his favourite Element skater shoes.

\n                "Your dad invited me in because I've been waiting outside for the past twenty minutes for you. We were supposed to walk to school together this morning, don't you remember?" He asked.

\n                "Sorry I slept in." Skye replied walking up to Troy.

\n                "I’m sure that’s all, but no worries," he grinned, as he pushed his fist out towards mine.

\n                I met his fist half way and we walked out the front door.

\n                "So, any idea which research lab we're going to?" Troy asked.

\n                "Not too sure, all the e-mail our teacher sent was that it was near the ocean." I replied.

\n                "Well our teacher maybe catching up when it comes to technology, but when it comes to any information about school, he still manages to miss something."  Troy laughed.

\n                We walked down the road and stopped at the bus stop; the sun had risen just above the horizon casting a large pink streak to form in the clouds.

\n                A few minutes passed by while we waited for the chartered bus that was supposed to meet us at our normal bus stops, when a small school bus stopped in front of us.

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\n                "That's odd, I thought for sure we'd have a coach bus, I mean theirs thirty of us in our class, there's no way we’re all going to want to sit in that thing." Troy commented as we got on.

\n                "Hey Skye, Troy," a voice called to them as soon as the bus doors had closed, it was Max.

\n                He was tall and well built for our age, at seventeen we’re still growing a certain level of muscle, but Max had clearly surpassed us there, he was ripped and the girls definitely noticed it.

\n                "Why are there only fifteen of us on the bus?" I asked, counting the surprisingly small number of our class, most of which were too busy with their headphones in to notice them.      

\n                "That's all that will be coming with us today," a man walked up.

\n                "Mr. Scott, why only fifteen though?" Troy asked.

\n                "It wasn't my choice, I would have just chosen to take the whole class if it was up to me but the scientists insisted that I only take fifteen today, something about lab protocol. I had to contact the other fifteen; they’ll attend later on over the next three days." Mr, Scott replied.

\n                "Well, that seems kind of stupid, but I guess it'll be better just having fifteen though." I replied, taking a seat in the back of the bus, Troy sitting beside me.

\n                “Go figure, plans change and we literally find out on the way to lab.” I replied.

\n                A few minutes into the ride, we both took out our own iPods, deciding to ride out the trip lost in music. I hit shuffle, and blink-182 came on. I thought, “Wow, I really never listen o these guys anymore.”

\n                The bus continued moving, the sleep lab was about half a days trip from our small city, we quickly made it to the highway and began to six-hour drive.

\n                "So, how long are we going to be there for?" Skye asked as they hit a bump in the road, making Troy and himself bounce up a good foot in the air.

\n                "We’re there for the night, they’ll analyse our sleep patterns and you guys can write up your lab reports tomorrow night once you’re home.” Mr Scott said.

\n                Hours later the bus switched onto a gravel road, the rough transition waking both Troy and myself up, it was dark outside.

\n                We looked outside the windows outside at the trees barely visible through the window, we were deep in the forest, the bus shrouded in total darkness inside, the only light coming from the backlights on our screens.

\n                “Where are we anyways?” Troy asked, “It’s really dark in here, I can’t even see the seats upfront. Do you remember falling asleep; all I remember is waking up.”

\n                "No, I don’t, that’s weird, but I've got an idea, my Cell phone has a GPS in it," I said taking out my cell phone. "How can I have no service!?" I shouted throwing my phone back into my bag, “I’ve got service everywhere.”

\n                Troy took out his phone resulting in a similar response.

\n               “Hey, does anyone know where we are?” I called out, feeling the bus stop suddenly, the jerking motion causing me and Troy to hit our heads off of the seat ahead of us, disorientating us even more.

\n                There was no answer; the bus was eerily silent, and sitting in the middle of a dirt road now in the middle of the dark forest.

\n                "Mr Scot." I called louder, getting up and beginning to walk towards the front of the bus, but I froze instantly, something grabbed my foot.

\n                "Troy, is that you?" Someone said, in a strained voice,

\n                “No, it’s me…” I replied turning my iPod downwards casting the light so I could see who it was.

\n                I froze, I didn’t know what to do, my mind starting racing and my heart pounding. Yet I remained surprisingly calm as I stared down at Mr. Scott, who had a deep slash across his neck and blood freely flowing from it, no one could survive an injury like that, I knew that, my dad had explained stories of the ER to me after his shifts.

\n                "Skye, what's going on, what are you doing?" Troy asked as he stepped up beside me, his jaw dropping as he leaned over the other seat and threw up. “What… the fuck!”

\n                Mr. Scot’s hand fell limp beside my shoe, the puddle of blood ever expanding around him. I took my eyes from the scene, looking around the bus with my phone. I rested the light where Max had been sitting; in his place was a splash of blood and his book bag.

\n                My face dropped as I moved the light along the bus, all I could see was splatters of blood and the empty spaces where my classmates had once sat there. Max and Kerry, another girl from our class, were missing altogether no blood on their seats, maybe they got away from whatever did this. Then I realized that Joey wasn’t there, he was a quiet kids, the scheming type, one to steer clear of, but if he wasn’t there… then maybe he too had gotten away.

\n                My light finally made its way to the bus driver, who wasn’t sitting in his seat, but stepped onto the bus as soon as the light reached the stairs. His face dripping with blood and his drivers uniform covered, he brandished a long serrated hunting knife in his hand, a gas mask over his

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\n                  Troy let a small whimpering sound out before he pulled me back towards the rear of the bus.

\n                The bus driver pulled a canister from his pocket and tossed it to the back

\n of the bus. The canister erupted in a flash of light brighter then I had ever seen and then hissed as a greenish gas burst from the cans sides; slowly rising up, filling the bus.

\n                Troy and I looked from the canister to the bus driver who was sitting back down in his chair, before everything faded into darkness; we both passed out and fell to floor of the bus.

\n                A few hours later Troy woke up, a bright light above him. He sat up, noticing that not only was he no longer in the bus, but he was on the floor or some white room, and he wasn’t wearing any clothes.

\n                I woke up as Troy shook me, the light burning my eyes, but still I managed to sit up and look around. I knew I wasn't in the bus anymore but I couldn’t place where, I was so groggy I coldnt see much, all that he could see was a bright white coloured room and a naked Troy beside him.

\n                “Dude, your clothes,” I managed.

\n             “I know… but it’s not the worse of our problems,” Troy replied.

\n               I tried to stand up but was too disoriented and fell back over. I sat there with an almost blank look on my face, before I realized that there was a shackle on my left foot, and one on Troy’s too,

\n              “What the hell is going on,” I asked.

\n               All I knew was one thing, I was trapped, in some strange room, shackled to the wall.. Whatever or whoever decided to capture me clearly had intentions for us. But I was still too disorientated to do anything about it, except lay there and wait out the inevitable.

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\n Thats the edited End of chapter 1