golfer guy.

          “Is there something I can help you with, or are you gonna keep gawking? Either way, I don’t mind.” The boy said with a wink as he hit the next ball, yards upon yards away from where he stood before he turned his body to the short, dark haired boy standing there behind him. He was used to people watching him while he played golf, but the way the other watched made him wonder just what he was watching. Plus, he looked like a lost little puppy.

Blaine was determined to make the best out of his fresh start at a new university.  A new life, a new beginning and that meant meeting new people and diving in headfirst into whatever experiences he could get his hands on.  He learned through the grapevine quickly that Chad was someone he wanted to get to know better.  Not only was his name regularly mentioned in many of the circles Blaine encountered.  But the more he got a small understanding of Chad? The more he learned?  Maybe they had a few things in common. Yet, he started out with a stare and a choke.  –Great.  Just Great.–  “Oh, God.  No.  I mean–yes–there’s something you can help me with.  No–I’m not gawking for the reason why you might think I am.  I  was curious if you’d mind a golfing buddy for the rest of your game?  Great day for it and I know absolutely no one here who plays golf.  Would you mind?”