The Clay Connection

The Clay Connection

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By:  Gippeum ChoiOngoing
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“…I’m the only one who gets to treat you like that, Pearce. You are mine, and I do not take too kindly to those who want to share in what’s mine…” ****************************************************************** Anthony Pearce and Blake Lindell have been locked in a feud for as long as they can remember. The spark that ignited their rivalry? Well, that depends on which side of the clay you ask. You’d think their parents’ constant meddling or the time they spend together on the basketball court would help smooth things over, but nope—this relationship remains stubbornly unshaped. Everything changes, though, when Blake is forced to ditch the court and take up pottery—Anthony’s territory, where he’s the undisputed “King of Clay.” Now, tasked with the mission of getting Blake up to speed before graduation, Anthony has to spend even more time in close quarters with his rival. Will they be able to sculpt their fractured friendship back into a masterpiece, or is their bond too cracked and brittle to repair? And when a buried secret surfaces about the rumor that shattered Anthony’s ninth-grade year, will it soften their hardened hearts or leave them shattered beyond the kiln’s fix? One thing’s for sure—things are about to get messy.

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Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

BLAKE'S POV

“I should take what class?” I asked Mrs. Sanders, my guidance counselor, in shock. Her hand was outstretched and in it was my new class schedule.

“Pottery class, Blake. It’ll be good for you.”

I stared at her in disbelief, waiting for her to laugh and tell me she was just joking and that I’ll take Home-Ec or something. She did not.

“You don’t have that many options, Blake.”

“What about AP English?” I asked dumbly.

“First of all, pass regular English first before thinking of getting into a more challenging class. Secondly, even if you are doing well in English, which you aren’t, the AP classes are already full.”

“What about Phys-Ed? It’s an elective. I didn’t do it before, I can take that instead. You can’t tell me that it’s full,” I quickly added. She sighed and leaned in, taking on a serious tone.

“I have decided that the best option for you now is pottery class. You need an elective to compensate for the gap caused by your…termination from the basketball team.”

I had almost forgotten that I was kicked off the team. I just told myself that the only reason I was being given a new class schedule is because Mrs. Sanders thought it would be a good idea to have my classes rearranged. Hearing her say it out loud brought me back to reality and caused a heavy cloud of rage to settle over me.

That damn bastard Anthony Pearce! He was the reason I was in that mess to begin with. If he hadn’t been such a son of a bitch, I wouldn’t have done what I did and gotten kicked off the team. And now, here was Mrs. Sanders sending me right back to him without a second thought. I wondered what the hell she was thinking.

“You do know I got kicked off because of the incident with Pearce, right? And you do know that he’s in the pottery class, right?” I asked just to make sure she knew what she was doing. She settled back in her chair and sighed again, running her hand through her hair but managing to not mess it up.

“I think it’s a wonderful idea for you to be close to Anthony. Maybe you can resolve your animosity with one another.” I gave a derisive laugh. The thought of resolving anything between Anthony and I was comic and downright impossible.

“I was on the basketball team with him for four years. We’ve been in the same class for almost ten. If being in proximity with him could fix our animosity, I wouldn’t have to be taking a class for eight-year-olds.” My tone was harsher than I intended, but she had to understand just how messed up her logic was.

“Take your class schedule and try to make the most of it,” she said with finality. Sighing in defeat, I snatched the piece of paper from her and stormed out of her office. Just as I got to the hallway, I came face to face with Anthony Pearce. He had a smug smile on his face as he saw the class schedule in my hand.

“You want a Glasgow smile, Pearce? It’ll save you the stress from having to move your facial muscles all the time.”

“Ah, you’re snippy. It’s a good thing you’re taking pottery. It’ll help with the overall tension and anger issues. You’ll need to get your emotions in check especially on days when I’ll be playing basketball with the rest of the team and you’ll be forced to sit on the bleachers and watch.” I felt the onset of my rage and I squeezed my fists in an act to control myself. My schedule crumpled with the pressure of my fingers on it.

“You want another slingshot over your neck, Pearce?” I asked, gritting my teeth. He stared at the cast on his right arm and frowned, but his frown quickly disappeared and is replaced with a sinister grin.

“I promise you, Lindell, the next time we fight you’ll be the one in a freaking sling.” He walked away after that and I smiled to myself. Not my finest moment and most definitely not something to be bragging about to people other than my friends, but I was happy that I managed to break a couple of his bones. It did seem like a good reason to be kicked off the team.

The first class I had for the day went by slowly. Safe to say that I was extremely happy that I didn’t get to be in AP English. If regular English was like hell, I wondered what that would feel like. When I got to my locker after class, I saw my friends, Dante and Luke, already gathered there.

“I was just telling Luke about the hottie in freshman year.” I opened my locker and made a disgruntled sound at the back of my throat.

“Pedophile much, Dante?” I asked while shoving my English textbook in and taking out History.

“I don’t turn eighteen until next month. It’s totally within the scope of the law.” He was grinning like a fool and I couldn’t help but smile. We started walking towards the next class that we had together.

“I’m telling you this girl is hot. Like she-pushed-Susan-off-the-hotness-chart hot.”

“Oh yeah? Does she have big boobs? Is that what makes her so hot?” Everyone knew that Dante’s description of a hot girl was one whose breasts were like soccer balls. Luke snickered and patted Dante’s shoulders.

We had just gotten around the corner leading to class when Dante stopped us eagerly.

“There! There she is. What the hell is she doing with Anthony Pearce?” The disappointment in his tone could not be missed. I looked over at where he pointed and spotted Anthony with truly the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. Dante wasn’t just talking about her breasts.

She and Anthony seemed to have been having an amusing conversation because she threw her head backward and laughed. The sound echoed through the halls and I relished in how wonderful it sounded. When he touched her hair in some kind of flirty way with his good hand, I frowned.

“What the hell?” I heard Luke say. “Isn’t Anthony like, gay? Why the hell is he flirting with that pretty freshman?”

I peered closely at them then and realized that she looked oddly familiar. A smile crept up my face when I recognized her, just as she leaned in and hugged Anthony.

The bell went off as Dante started moaning about how she had terrible taste in guys for being with a ‘geek’ like Anthony.

“I’m skipping History today guys. See you later.” I bobbed and weaved through the emerging crowd of students and managed to get to the Clay Room as it was so commonly called. Just as I suspected, Anthony was there, setting down his bag by the pottery wheel.

“I see you’ve transitioned from being gay to engaging in incest.” Anthony spun around so fast at the sound of my voice, he almost lost his balance. I felt like messing with him today; it seemed fitting since he was the reason my dream of dominating the basketball team during my last year in high school was now impossible.

“Don’t be disgusting, Lindell. Not everyone’s like you, you know.”

I frowned at his jibe. He was referring to the time I accidently kissed my cousin back in ninth grade. Let’s just say a dark room mixed with a concussion didn’t go well together.

“I got to say, Crystal does look hot this year. It looks like that summer holiday she took to Florida with her friends really paid off.” I smiled suggestively which made his entire being shake with rage. Taking swift angry strides towards me, he stopped a couple inches away from me, his neck craned upwards to get a better look in my eyes.

“Talk about my sister like that again and I’ll beat the shit out of you.” I almost laughed at how it sounded. For one, he couldn’t even wipe his butt properly with that broken hand.

I took a step forward, looked down at him and peered into his blue eyes, my smile never leaving my face. Without missing a beat, I grabbed his right shoulder and pressed down on it really hard, eliciting a pained cry from him.

“No, you wouldn’t,” I said and laughed. His breathing became raged but he didn’t make a move to attack.

“And I can talk about Crystal however way I want. She’s hot and I like hot girls.” I could only imagine the negative energy that was welling up within him. To be in a state of utter uselessness must have been frustrating for him. I, however, was enjoying it.

“If I remember correctly, which I do, she has a thing for me, right? God, it would be so great if she comes to my party this Friday. You’re not invited by the way.”

I saw his left arm muscle flex and his fist crumpled up in fury. His lips were pursed and his eyes were a darker shade of blue. It was just a matter of time before he exploded and I got to punch him again. I didn’t want to be the one to start the fight again. If he did it, I could just claim self-defense.

“We will so have a good time then. I believe she’s a virgin, right Pearce?” That was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

In one sweeping movement, Anthony was directly in front of me. But the strides he took were too long and he realized too late that he was extremely too close to make any move. Before either of us could stop our collision, Anthony rammed straight into me, sending us both to the floor. The impact was intense and instead of his fist to collide with my lips as was the original plan, his lips did.

I froze, not knowing how to react to it. His lips were weirdly soft and my heart was in overdrive. Realizing that he wasn’t making a move to stand up, I pushed him away from me, getting up with lightning speed. When he stood up too, I saw that his face was beet red and his eyes were diverting everywhere but me.

Before I could say anything, I heard a loud bang from behind me. Turning around, I saw Anderson, Anthony’s best friend, staring at the both of us with his eyes and mouth wide opened. The silence in the room was deafening and the tension was as thick as a bar of soap.

I opened my mouth to speak, to deny whatever thoughts he had conjured up but closed it back, my blood running cold the moment my eyes came in contact with it.

Resting in-between his hands was his video camera, the red light on indicating that it was recording something. With the kind of luck I had, I figured he caught us on video too.

Shit!

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Imani
I loved every page
2025-04-24 18:19:20
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Cecilia Afo
I don't know if it's just me but I'm screaming my head off at that kiss in the park between Blake and Tony!!!!
2025-04-04 01:24:37
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debbyobot12
I can’t believe Crystal told her mother right at the same time Blake was about to break up with her! Well, then again, if I were her I’d probably do the same.
2025-03-07 15:53:31
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debbyobot12
Blake and Anthony are so close to getting together, but why do little annoying things keep happening??......
2025-03-07 15:52:33
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debbyobot12
Is no one going to talk about why Anderson did what he did? No one? ...
2025-03-07 15:51:33
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Destiny
“I may not have an artistic bone in my body, Pearce, but I believe I do have one that might interest you a great deal. As my teacher, I think that's all the bone I need to impress you."......... I read it multiple times and still found it funny......
2025-02-14 16:15:08
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Precious Thankgod
Also, does Crystal become obsessive towards Blake and end up driving him into the arms of her brother?? I don’t know if it’s just me, but I’m getting this vibe from her that she’s going to become a problem. I hope she does. It’ll be so much easier to break up with her then without feeling too bad
2025-02-13 02:11:26
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Rita.
the chemistry...>>>
2024-12-16 06:11:48
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debbyobot12
I highly recommend for anyone looking for a BL novel to read...️.........
2024-12-14 02:22:38
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Imani
Omg this is so fire
2024-12-04 23:06:20
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64 Chapters
CHAPTER ONE
BLAKE'S POV“I should take what class?” I asked Mrs. Sanders, my guidance counselor, in shock. Her hand was outstretched and in it was my new class schedule.“Pottery class, Blake. It’ll be good for you.”I stared at her in disbelief, waiting for her to laugh and tell me she was just joking and that I’ll take Home-Ec or something. She did not.“You don’t have that many options, Blake.”“What about AP English?” I asked dumbly.“First of all, pass regular English first before thinking of getting into a more challenging class. Secondly, even if you are doing well in English, which you aren’t, the AP classes are already full.”“What about Phys-Ed? It’s an elective. I didn’t do it before, I can take that instead. You can’t tell me that it’s full,” I quickly added. She sighed and leaned in, taking on a serious tone.“I have decided that the best option for you now is pottery class. You need an elective to compensate for the gap caused by your…termination from the basketball team.”I had alm
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CHAPTER TWO
ANTHONY’S POVI stared at Anderson with my mouth hanging open, praying silently that for once he didn’t get anything on that stupid camera of his.“I didn’t realize you guys were…occupied. I’ll come back later, Tony,” he said and scurried off, but not before giving me a disapproving look. I hurried after him, abandoning Blake to deal with this new experience of kissing a boy even though it was just a surface touch.“Anderson, wait! Slow down!” I managed to catch up with him halfway through the hall. As if confirming his countenance from before, he gave me another disgruntled look.“What the hell Tony? Of all people to kiss, you chose Blake Lindell? The guy that bullies you with the rest of his douchebag friends? Have you forgotten what he did to you in ninth grade?”The mention of the Ninth-Grade Incident, as I liked to call it, puts me in a mood. I was immediately transported back to that moment in freshman year when my entire high school experience got ruined before I had the chance
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CHAPTER THREE
BLAKE’S POVThe minute I stepped foot inside school, I was bombarded with questionable gazes from the other students. I tried my best to not think murderous thoughts towards them as I found my way to my locker. The moment I opened it, Luke and Dante accosted me.“What the hell Lindell?” Dante asked. “What the hell did I see on the students’ forum?”“Are you gay?” Luke had a disgusted expression on his face when he asked this. I remembered then how much of a homophobe he was.“No, I am not gay, Luke. And what you saw was not true. Anthony and his stupid friend are playing some kind of sick joke.” I slammed my locker shut with so much force it rattled the others beside it. Dante and Luke look relieved at my statement.“He tried to punch me yesterday in the Clay Room but tripped instead. The moron fell on me instead and…” I couldn’t even bring myself to say the words. I felt so mad and angry at Anthony that I wanted to ram my fist through his face over and over again.“If Anthony wants t
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CHAPTER FOUR
ANTHONY’S POVMy head was spinning a bit and my hands were trembling slightly, but other than that I felt completely fine. Mr. Cornell along with the school’s nurse insisted that I went to the hospital so now I was lying in one of our town’s general hospital’s beds, watching the doctor as he stared at the EKG machine monitoring my heart rate.I turned my head to the side because I did not understand what the machine was displaying and I was a little bored. Blake was sitting by the window, his hair a little bit messy and falling all over the place. His face had a little more color now since the last time I looked at him in school. I wanted to be mad at him; after all it was his stupid friends that almost killed me, but I couldn’t because he saved me. And if he saved me, didn’t that mean he wasn’t part of their little murder-plan?“Well, you look fine Anthony. Your heart rate’s normal and all the swelling has gone down. Your airway is all cleared up too. That EpiPen really did help you
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CHAPTER FIVE
BLAKE’S POVFor the first time since I could remember, I was glad to be going to school. I don’t know why, but I felt extra happy when I drove my Mercedes to school that morning. Even listening to my dad retell the Tale of how he got injured while playing golf with Kyle, Anthony’s dad, didn’t bore me to death like it usually would have.When I got to school however, and had to face my almost-murderers friends, I felt all that joy leave me.“Dude, we had absolutely no idea that Pearce was allergic to peanuts. We wouldn’t have done that if we had known,” Dante said. Luke on the other hand didn’t look like he was at all sorry about almost ending someone’s life.“Look, I know you guys don’t exactly pick up on social cues, but I believe that when Anthony blatantly refused to eat the peanut butter and Jelly sandwich that Gary offered him last year during basketball practice, and said the words ‘I’m allergic to peanuts. I’ll literally die if I had just a tiny bit of it’ it was quite clear to
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CHAPTER SIX
ANTHONY’S POV“I come late to class one time and you are already frolicking with the enemy,” Anderson said angrily and he stuffed his locker with his books and polaroid camera. He had been using that ever since his digital camera was stolen. Even after reporting the incident to the school authorities, not much was done about it. Now he had to work extra shifts at his after-school job to buy a new one.“Don’t be dramatic, Anderson. I wasn’t ‘frolicking’ with Blake. It was just a misunderstanding.”“It always is, isn’t it?” He faced me now, his brown hair falling into his eyes and making the angry green glow of them almost impossible to see clearly.“I almost fell over the foot pedal cord and he caught me. Trust me, I didn’t want to be engaged in an arm lock with Blake Lindell of all people.” He appraised me for a few seconds more, as if contemplating whether he could trust my story. Finally, he exhaled and nodded.“Okay. But I don’t like these near misses you keep having with him. It’s
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CHAPTER SEVEN
BLAKE’S POVThe softness of her lips. The way she moaned as I kissed her and caressed her breasts. How she pulled at my hair gently but with passion. Her overall femininity made me fall for her even more.It had been almost a week since Crystal and I started hooking up and I was loving every minute of it. She was smart, funny and ridiculously gorgeous and she had this ethereal glow around her that made her look so angelic, you couldn’t even begin to comprehend where she came from. And to think that earlier this year, she was just Anthony’s little sister that used to peep at me from underneath her table napkins when we were having dinner together and always spied on me through her bedroom window to know if I was at home or guess where I was headed.“Blake…” she said, in between kisses. We were in my bedroom, way passed her curfew, getting into the most exciting part of our night.“Yes Sweetie?” It was hard for me to disengage my lips from hers long enough to respond. I could feel her s
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CHAPTER EIGHT
ANTHONY’S POVMy hair was dripping wet and with a towel wrapped around my waist, I strolled lazily back to my room. I didn’t expect to see Blake clad in baggy sweats and an oversized black sweater, sitting on my bed, going through my music collection.“What the hell, Lindell? How’d you get in here?” I asked him, shutting the door behind me with a loud bang. He looked undisturbed by my outburst and just tossed aside my most prized vinyl like it was paper.“You have way too many vinyls, Pearce.”“What are you doing here?” I tried to sound intimidating, but that didn’t work on Blake. No one could intimidate him.“We need to talk Pearce,” he said calmly. I rolled my eyes and moved to my drawers, intent on getting my clothes and leaving my room if he insisted on staying put.“I’m not taking no for an answer Pearce.” I didn’t realize how close he’d gotten until I spun around and almost collided with his lips. He didn’t move at all and I was obstructed from moving backwards by the highboy. W
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CHAPTER NINE
BLAKE’S POV“Okay Blake, let’s see what you’ve made so far.”I stared at Miss Clara unflinchingly and just shrugged my shoulders.“What? You don’t have anything you’ve been working on?”“He has been too busy fornicating to care about his studies.” I gave Anthony a deadpan look.“You do realize I have been ‘fornicating’ with your sister, right?” My response brought a light shade of pink to highlight his cheeks and made his scowl deeper. I looked away from him, annoyed at the very presence of his being in the same class room as me.“Blake, this is a practical class. We don’t really write exams here in the traditional sense. At the end of the semester, you’ll have to present at least one sterling work of yours in order for me to pass you. You have to practice on your own. Anthony, have you been helping him out like I instructed?”“No, he’s too busy calling truces off and getting into fights with people that were bigger and stronger than him.”When I got out of the hospital and saw his fa
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CHAPTER TEN
ANTHONY’S POVHe did not break up with Crystal.I groaned and rolled over on my bed as I listened to Blake and my sister through the now-magically-thin walls of my bedroom. They were so irritatingly sweet with each other I found myself gagging every once in a while. But inasmuch as I was getting severe second-hand embarrassment from all their sickening sweetness, it was absolutely nothing compared to the first-hand embarrassment I got from having shared my feelings with Blake earlier today.I hate being gay…I cringed so hard remembering this statement I made and screamed into my pillow. The lovely couple in the next room were too engrossed with each other to even pay me any heed.Why, oh why, did I say that? What was I thinking telling him that I hated being gay? He didn’t have to know that. In fact, he didn’t have to know any of the things I said to him!He probably thought I was crazy right then. Or maybe he really didn’t care that much about me so he wouldn’t even consider the wor
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