A New Beginning | By : rebekahgarton Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I did not create 21 Jump Street, nor do I make any money from my writing. I own nothing but a healthy interest in boys who love boys and a sweet vintage pinup of Peter Deluise. Please don't sue me. |
Doug could feel the warmth of the sun on his face, forcing him to slowly open his eyes. He sat up in the bed, feeling very stiff as if he had not moved all night. He glanced around the room groggily, trying to let his eyes adjust to the light. He smiled as he saw Clavo sitting on the floor, playing with the action figures Judy had given him before they left. He yawned and stretched his arms over his head before rolling out of bed. He reached over to ruffle Clavo's hair, smiling down at the little boy before he spoke. "Good morning buddy, how'd you sleep?" Clavo grinned at the sound of Doug's voice, happy to see that his uncle had finally woken up. "I slept okay, I just don't remember how we got here." he said with a small trace of an accent on his lips as he spoke. "You've been asleep forever though." Doug glanced around the room, trying to find a clock. Unable to locate one, he stood up, stumbling to the bathroom to retrieve his watch. He gasped as he looked down at the ticking hands, seeing that it was now a quarter after ten. He had planned to be back on the road by 8:00, wanting to reach their final destination before dark. He shrugged his shoulders though, not really regretting the extra sleep he had indulged in. He had really needed it. He took care of his morning business, splashing some cold water on his face before walking back into the main room. He noted that Clavo had already gotten himself dressed and packed up. He grabbed his bag, throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt as he shoved the rest of his things back into the duffel. Clavo had noticed his uncle's movements and had already packed away his toys, waiting patiently for Doug to finish up. Doug had flopped back down on the edge of the bed, and was leaning over to tie up the laces of his old white chucks. He stood up, giving the room a final glance to make sure they hadn't left anything behind. Seeing that they had collected all of their things, he turned to the young boy now staring at him. "All right buddy, you ready to hit the road?" "Ready to go, but Uncle Doug, can we get something to eat first? I'm starving." Doug felt his own stomach begin to growl as Clavo mentioned food. He was pretty hungry himself. "Yeah, we'll hit up a drive through on the way. Let's go." Doug grabbed their bags, locking the room as they walked down to the office to check out. Once he had settled their bill, he loaded their bags back in the truck, lifting Clavo up into his seat and buckling him in securely. He walked around the front of the truck, climbing into the driver's seat and fastening his own seat belt as he turned to key. The engine roared to life as he shifted into reverse and pulled out of the lot, beginning the final leg of their journey. As they drove down the highway, Doug scanned his surroundings, seeking something to quiet the ever growing rumble in his stomach. He finally saw a sign for a Dunkin Donuts, and merged into the turning lane to pull into the small lot. He frowned as he saw that they didn't have a drive through. He pulled the truck to the back of the lot, quickly cutting the engine and reaching over to unbuckle Clavo's seat belt. He jumped down from the cab as Clavo slid over on the seat and climbed onto his back like a monkey. Doug laughed as he carried the boy piggyback into the restaurant, smiling as the smell of coffee filled his nostrils. When it was their turn to order, he approached the young girl at the counter, eyes scanning over the menu hanging above her head. The counter girl smiled at the gorgeous man in front of her. "What can I get for you boys?" "Um, I'll have two of those sausage muffin things and the biggest, blackest coffee you have." Doug replied, turning to the boy currently attached to his back. "What do you want Clavo?" Clavo smiled down at his uncle, trying to give his most innocent face. "Uncle Doug, can I have a sprinkle doughnut?" Doug looked back disapprovingly at his nephew. "Clavo, why don't you have a muffin or a bagel or something at least a little healthy?" he asked. But all Clavo had to do was pout his little lips and Doug could feel all of the fight leave him. "Fine, I guess that's okay. After all, if you can't eat junk for breakfast on a road trip, when can you?" Clavo smiled and looked back to the girl waiting for his order. "Can I please have a chocolate sprinkle donut and a coffee?" he asked politely. Doug coughed a little when he heard that last part. "Better make that a milk." he told the counter girl, who was looking at him sympathetically. "No worries honey, I have a little boy about his age at home. They say the funniest things, don't they?" she said, smiling a little too brightly. "Yeah."Doug replied, suddenly a little tense as the blond girl began to bat her eyes and flip her hair, in an attempt to flirt with him. He paid for their order and stood there uncomfortably for a few moments as they waited for their food. He was relieved when they were handed their bags, and he was able to escape, leaving behind the counter girl who was staring at his ass as he walked through the door. He got Clavo strapped back into his seat, handing him his food before climbing into his own seat. He started the truck and they were off. Doug grabbed the map from the glove box, spreading it on his lap as he popped the plastic cap on his coffee. He pulled the wrapper off the first of his sandwiches, easily finishing it in three bites. He glanced down at the map, noting that if they stayed on this highway they would reach their final destination by about 9:00 that night. It was a little later than he had wanted, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He finished off his second sandwich, tossing the wrapper on the floor. Glancing over at Clavo, he laughed as he saw that the little boy's face was now covered in chocolate icing and rainbow sprinkles. He tossed a napkin at Clavo, who took it and wiped the sticky mess off his cheeks. They smiled at each other, both satisfied with their unhealthy morning meal. Doug returned his eyes to the road, and began to contemplate the trip ahead of him. They sat quietly for a moment before Clavo broke the silence. "She liked you, you know." he said. Doug looked over at him curiously. "Who?" "The doughnut girl, she liked you. I could tell." "She did? I didn't really notice her." "You did too. She was really pretty." "Yeah, I guess she was okay. Too late now though." Doug lied, wanting to change the subject. "You know, there are a lot of girls who like you. All my friends' moms said you were cute. One of them even called you a babe. How come you don't ever have a girlfriend?" Doug hesitated for a moment, pondering the question. "Well buddy, I guess I just haven't found anyone I really liked like that." "Oh, okay." Clavo replied, easily accepting the answer and dropping the subject. Doug sighed as the conversation ended. He had asked himself the same question from time to time. Why was he still alone after all this time? It certainly wasn't for lack of possibilities. He had noticed the women who gave him a second glance, who flirted and complimented. But he just couldn't bring himself to show any interest in them. His heart belonged to someone else. No matter how futile it may be. He shook the thoughts away, focusing on the white lines before him.
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