The Adventure of Adam Episode 1

I know you know who I am, especially if you read Before and After. But this isn’t that series, that story solely has it’s own protagonist and his name is Steven Mitchell, Steven as you know is a gorgeous human being and if I didn’t hate him so much I would want to bed him. Anyway, this story wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t move away. It was my parent’s idea. First off, my dad is a powerful attorney, and his firm is in the city, Manhattan. And my mom started her own fashion line, nothing big but it is suppose to be the next big thing. So my parents made a decision, why not move to where fashion is dominant, and dad doesn’t have to track all the way across the Verrazano Bridge everyday to get to work? Why not New York City?


Here’s a little recap before I left New Jersey, I started seeing Mark DeLauro, and well he wanted me for one thing, sex. That’s what Mark was about I should have known that, then there was the sexy football player Oliver, Oliver Greyson, the boy every girl or gay guy dreamt about. But he only had eyes for Steven. Yeah he cheated on him in the beginning with Amanda, but their hearts belong to one another, that’s just how it is. But Mark and I became friends before I left and he was the first person I said goodbye too



Moving could be a kid’s worst nightmare. If I was any other kid I would be sad to go but I am not any other kid. Goodbye Scotch Plains,New Jersey, hello Manhattan.


“Good morning, Sweetie!” My mom came into our new kitchen and kissed me on my forehead shuffling my hair.


“You got a few highlights, I like it.”


“Thanks mom. So what are you up to today?”


"I have a casting to attend for the fashion show, I need fifteen girls and ten guys, you want to come along?” she asked


“Mom, I like to dress nice, but fashion models and shows aren’t my thing”



“You might meet a nice boy there”



“Really, mom? What a way to pimp me out!” she laughed



“You’ve been in a real funk since that Oliver boy dumped you.”



“Mom that was a while ago. And Oliver was never really my boyfriend, we never even had sex.”



“Too much info son. But please do not make me go alone. You must come to see the new office for Flo,” (her clothing line).



“Okay, alright, you don’t have to beg!” she jumped for joy”



I looked a lot like my mom, she still looked as if she was in her twenties, but she was thirty-eight. She was really petite, with blond hair and blue eyes, as you know I have. The same colored eyes, but my darker features came from my dad, and, in a way, I looked like him too. Dad was a total jock, and hottie when he was young. Not that I look at my dad sexually, because I don’t. But pictures don’t lie. I do resemble him. Too bad he was always busy. But when he wasn’t, he made it a priority to be with mom and me, nothing else held his attention. I think the hardest thing was telling him I was gay. Back when I was only thirteen, turning fourteen, I could remember vividly that girls never did it for me. I tried to date one, but no use. Boys got me hard! The way they looked, talked, acted. Everything about them! Anyway, I told him and he cried, and then held me, then cried again, and told me everything was going to be okay. My dad wasn’t cruel, or hateful, he held me like I was five and, in his eyes, I was still the same little boy I always was. I guess he felt the need to feel like he could protect me from anything.



“Come on. Stop daydreaming! Chop chop!” I heard my mom. I went upstairs and took a shower. You see, our new apartment was amazing! Two floors, and the sickest view I have ever seen of the city. After my shower, I got dressed. A pair of dark blue jeans, white tight t-shirt, and my red and black plaid button up shirt. I brushed my hair, made sure everything was in place. Put on my sneakers and was downstairs my mom was waiting by the door



“About time, Mr. GQ!” I rolled my eyes at that, and we left out. Once downstairs, the doorman held the door open for us



“Thank you,” he smiled at me. He was fucking hot! His brown, penetrating eyes stared at me. I think I might have blushed, because he smiled. We began to walk down the street. So many people, all trying to get to different places. My mom flagged down a cab, she was not about to drive her own car in traffic, and we got in



“Where to?” the Arab-looking man said



“Fifty-ninth and Lexington please”



“No problem.”



He began to drive; I looked out the window at all the people that made New York City, New York. This was the life, I thought. I just wondered if I would ever meet anyone in this concrete jungle. , I saw H&M, Bloomingdales, and the Levi Store. My mom bumped my shoulders



“Pretty soon you will be getting around this city by yourself.”



“Yeah right, I’ll get lost”



“You’ll find your way, you always do.” I smiled at that. The car stopped and mom paid him as we got out.



“Where are we supposed to go?”



“My new office is right there.”



“Mom, you did good!” she smiled then kissed me on my forehead



“Come on! We’re in public,” she laughed. We crossed the street and went in we went into an elevator and was on the fourth floor



“Mrs. Rainer, how are you?” the receptionist at the front desk smiled



“I’m great, Miles. Glad to see you working.”



“Of course, and who is this?”



“This is my Son Adam, Adam this is Miles” Miles was polished; hair slicked, expensive button-up, and slacks. He looked at me like I was a piece of meat. I shook his hand



“Nice to meet you Adam.” We kept walking.



“Someone likes you”



“I know, but he’s too old,” she laughed. Everyone greeted my mom as if she was the greatest thing on earth. It was weird, because (to me) she was just my mom.



“Honey, will you please go in that room? That’s were we will see the models. I am only going to get my notes.”



I did as she said, and when I walked in, everyone was freaking gorgeous! The guys were all tall and lean, and dressed to kill. So were the girls. They all looked at me. I mean, I am 5’11”, so I’m not as tall as any of the guys. A few smirked at me, little did they know my mom had the power to cast them or cut them.



“We got a short one,” one of the guys said a few of them laughed.



“Shut up Chad!” a guy stood up he was so sexy he smiled at me.



“Don’t pay him any mind, he’s just a dick. My name is Aiden,” he held out his hand, I shook it.


“Adam”


“I heard Beth is a hard ass, I hope it goes off smoothly.” I smiled and nodded then my mother came in. She went in the front of the room


“Hello all, so I want you to walk for me…Wait! Where is my son, Adam? Honey?” Aiden and the others looked at me, I half smiled I went in front of the room


“So I want you all to clear out I will call you in one-by-one. Once in, give me your portfolios, and then walk for me.”


“Good luck everyone!” I said, looking directly at Aiden. He half smiled.



They all cleared out, then the process began. It was boring to just watch people walk, but my mom was taking down notes. I didn’t see Aiden, but Chad came in, he gave my mom his book. She opened it, and I looked at his photos. He took beautiful pictures. I looked up at him; he smiled and winked at me. I rolled my eyes; he then started walking for my mom.



“Okay, thank you.” She wrote something down and handed him his book, he walked out. Then Aiden walked in, last (but not least). He handed my mom his book, and then walked for her, she looked impressed. God knows I was impressed with him!



“Thank you Aiden. I definitely want you in the show.” she said



“Wow, that’s great! I never thought casting would be that easy!” he looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders.



She handed him his book, he left out, my mom looked at me.



“I saw the way you were looking at him, and he is gorgeous so a win, win” I rolled my eyes at that.



We got up and left out the room, Aiden was standing there, my mom looked at me with a smile.



“Mom! Will you go away?” she chuckled and went in her office. I walked over to him.



“Did you have anything to do with that quick casting?” he asked.



“Aiden, I barely know you. Why would I have anything to do with your casting? You did it on your own. I mean, you’re sexy. You know that” I closed my eyes I did not just say that . I opened them back up he was smiling



“You think I’m sexy?” he said with a light laugh.



“I mean, um…” I scratched my head, he laughed even harder.



“Relax, since you endured the boring, how about I treat you to lunch? I know this great pizzeria!”



“Okay. I mean, sure if you want?” he nodded.



“Then let’s go, Adam!”



I went and told my mom I was having lunch with Aiden. She smiled and told me to go…and that I did! We walked out of the building and down the crowded New York street. Aiden was eye candy, but, to me, he felt like more then just a pretty face. I could tell he had something to say, girls were looking at him a few guys were looking at him but he was looking at me. At this point I didn’t know what his sexuality was but I had a feeling I would like the answer.



We finally got to the pizzeria, it wasn’t crowded but Aiden’s look of happiness turned into a frown.



“What’s wrong?” I asked. He turned to face me.



“There goes Krys, my ex boyfriend. He’s over there with Chamber Lyons. Both are models.”



I looked at them; they both were hot. Krys had dirty blond hair, covering up almost his entire forehead, and piercing, brown eyes. He was smiling at Chamber, exposing a row of pearly whites. Chamber looked mixed, I don’t know with what, but definitely a good combination. He had a buzz cut, and it looked hot on him. He had hazel eyes, and an olive complexion. They both looked up and saw us.



“Just ignore them, take my lead.” I said to Aiden I grabbed his hand and kissed him on the side of his mouth, he looked at me, surprised, then he smiled. I sat down at a seat and he went and ordered two slices and a Coke. He sat down with me, his back to them.



“Are they looking?” I peered a little over Aiden’s shoulder, and Krys’ eyes were locked on us.



“Yup! Especially your ex. I think he might be regretting cheating on you.”



“Too bad, I think I met someone a lot handsomer and craftier.” I think I blushed at that moment. He did, too.



“So, I see you moved on?” We snapped out of our little staring contest to Krys in front of us, arms folded. Up close, he was so good looking, his skin was freaking flawless!



“What is it to you cheater?” Aiden rolled his eyes



“You’re a sore loser, you know that Aiden” Chamber added



“Who the fuck was talking to you Chamber?”



“Babe, I was thinking after this we can go catch a flick. What’s out that you want to see?” he focused on me then reached over and held my hand



“Um…anything you want to see?” we ignored them smiling at each other.



“Are we not here?” Krys practically yelled. We still didn’t look at him, he eventually got the message, and he and Chamber left.



“Wow, he’s a big baby!” Aiden nodded in agreement.



“He isn’t always like that, he does have his grown up moments. I guess that’s what attracted me to him.”



“I guess.”



“I’m sorry, I’m over Krys. Really. It’s just, we were friends, you know, before the whole “Boyfriend” thing. So I kind of miss him.” I half smiled.



“I get it, you don’t have to explain anything to me.”



“But I want to. I like you Adam. I know we just met, but I really like you; I feel this connection with you…like we can be really good friends. I don’t feel that with many people. Especially in New York City.”



After we ate we talked for a while then left out. And returned back to the office.



“It was nice meeting you Adam, I’ll see you around.”



He turned to walk away



“Wait, don’t you want my number?”



“I already got it, I took your cell phone when you weren’t looking. I got your number and I put my number in your phone.” He kissed me on the cheek, then walked into the crowd of endless people walking by. I smiled to myself. Aiden was definitely something else, and I think I could fall for him. Who knows endless possibilities right?