School Daze

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

His face fell. Questions burning in the back of his mind.


What do you see in me? Am I anything to you? Would you love me, even if you knew what will happen tomorrow? Will you cry at my funeral? He wished he could wrap his arms around Quin and sink into the ground. They could curl up under the school and sleep forever. Then this pain he felt constantly might leave, the hole in his chest would seal up because his light would make the seed he planted bloom. "Are you afraid of me?" He asked after a long moment of silence. He didn't want to know the answer, yet he'd asked it anyways.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Tegan's face fell and Quinlan thought he said something wrong. He blinked a bit when he heard the question. It took him a moment to figure out how to say it. "No." He said quietly. He looked at their hands again and then back up at Tegan. "I mean, um, sometimes you can be kind of, um, scary, but I'm not scared of you." He thought there was a difference between someone being scary and being scared of someone.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan nodded, understanding. "In don't want to scare you." He said honestly, looking into his eyes. He wanted Quin to love him, love him like a woman loves a man. Was there a difference between the two?


He wished he could take back the first day between both of them, take all the cruelty in his actions and set a flame to it. He brought the boy's hand to his lips, kissing his fingertips gently.


The bell rang.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan couldn't help but smile a little bit. He squeezed Tegan's hand a little bit, wanting him to know it was okay. A lot of people scared him, so it wasn't really new that Tegan was sometimes scary to him. However he felt okay around Tegan.


Then Tegan brought his hand to his lips and Quin's face went red again. The bell rang and Quin jumped a little bit. He hadn't realized it was that late. He packed up his things after a moment.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Quin's small jump made Tegan almost laugh, almost. Instead he brushed his fingers over the nape of his neck, and stood to his feet. "It's okay, just the bell. I'll walk you to your next class." He said, knowing he'd be walking the boy to every class today. He wanted to be sure he knew every aspect of the male's normal schedule, in case...


No. He wouldn't think about it. He made up his mind earlier on, Quin was not going to be in school tomorrow, he'd be sure of it. With that thought ringing in his brain he grabbed the brown-haired boy's materials, tucking it under one of his arms before sliding the desk back into place with one foot.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan managed to smile a little bit. He watched as Tegan stood up. He then stood up himself and was about to grab his things when Tegan did it. "Um, thanks." He said quietly. He held onto the ends of his sleeves like he usually did when his hands were empty.


He always seemed to need to hold something in his hands, it was weird in a way. He looked up at Tegan again and then started to leave the room, everyone else having left already.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan walked with the boy to their lockers, opening his with one hand and sliding his own things back into the metallic box. He stared into the cluttered darkness for a moment, allowing his mind to race. Locate all the cameras, find the fire alarms, disconnect the phone-lines... He stopped his train of thought, closing the cubby quickly before slinging his arm over the boy's shoulders. He looked down at his small hands, gripping onto the ends of his sleeves. For a moment he almost gushed at how cute he looked in the large sweater, but stopped himself by kissing the top of his head lightly. "Orchestra, right?" He asked, just before a foot shot out in front of him to trip them both.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan walked next to Tegan, feeling better with him than being alone. He knew he'd never get through the day if it was going to get worse. He had a feeling it was going to get worse as the day went on. And there were a lot of classes that Quin didn't share with Tegan.


His face went red slightly as Tegan's arm wrapped around his shoulders. It also made him smile just a little bit. His face went redder at the kiss, but he liked it too. Then he nodded a little bit. He was about to add a vocal affirmation when someone's foot got in their way. Quin didn't have enough balance to stop himself and he ended up on the floor. He didn't really get hurt, just entirely embarrassed.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan managed to dodge the attacker, his light however was sent falling to the floor. He felt rage build under his skin, eyes pinned on a black-haired gothic boy who had tripped Quin. His anger threatened to split his skin open, letting all the darkness inside of him spill from the seams that were kept together by cheap stitches. If he was pressed any further, it would fall from his cracks, eating through the floor before tomorrow could even come. The brown-eyed man laughed at the small boy's embarrassment, making Tegan fling his arm back, fingers pulled into a fist. He brought the knuckles of his hand forward with such force, the impact of the punch split the boy's lip. A loud crack echoed through the hallway, causing students to stop in their tracks. They all shot their gaze up in time to see the unfortunate soul stumbling into a near-by water fountain, his back pressing into the button making water spill over the floor. "What the fuck!?" He screamed at Tegan, only making the man jump forward. The white-haired male grasped the collar of the boy's black shirt, reeling his arm back getting ready to strike again. "What's your name?" He spat, light-green eyes crazed.


"J-John." He said quickly, quivering in his knee-high converse.


"John, What?" Tegan asked, pulling his elbow out farther.


"G-G-Garrison!" he shrieked, wide eyed. Blood dripping form his chin.


Tegan let go of the freak's clothing, smoothing out the wrinkles and patting him on the chest. "I suggest you go, before I re-think my generosity." He said, shoving the boy forward before slamming his boot into the male's back, sending him flying into a crowd of students that had piled up around them. "Nothing to see here folks." Tegan announced. He keeled next to Quin, grabbing the boy from under his arms and lifting him into a sitting position. He brought his broken hand under the male's chin, inspecting him for injuries. "Are you okay?" he asked, wincing slightly at the pain that had broke out along his hand.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan flinched when he heard Tegan obviously punch the guy that tripped him. He didn't look up, almost afraid of what he would see if he did. Then he let the guy go and came over knelt in front of him, picking him up. He nodded a little bit. "I'm okay." He said.


However the wince didn't go unnoticed. He grew concerned about Tegan, even though he was the one on the floor. "Are you okay?" He asked softly.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan narrowed his eyes slightly at the question, trying to suppress another wave of anger. "You shouldn't be asking me that, you're the one on the floor." He murmured, picking himself up, then sliding his hands back under the male's arms, helping him to his feet. "I'll be fine, I'm always fine." He said, with a false grin. He liked how the boy was concerned for him, yet seemed to hate the fact that he was hung-up on Tegan's emotions. He felt guilty for keeping so many secrets from him, but he knew the letter from his mother had almost mentioned everything wrong in his life.


The letter.


His heart sank, remembering the words clearly in his thoughts. His mother was disgusted with him, just like Jase, and possibly Quin. He felt disgust in himself, just by knowing what the pig did to him in his unconscious states. He turned his face away form the smaller man, making sure the kid couldn't see the pang of hurt that flashed across his face when he thought of his mom. It was just a matter of time before his light would uncover the monster in his pit, peeling back his carefully constructed mask, and setting the demons within him free.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan thought maybe he'd said something wrong when Tegan's eyes narrowed. He was standing back on his own two feet and Tegan said he was fine. When Tegan looked away, he knew something bad was probably going through his head. However he didn't ask. He didn't think Tegan would want him to.


He stayed quiet for a moment before finally speaking quietly again. "We should, um, we should get to class." He said. He didn't want to be late and he didn't want Tegan to be late either.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan nodded, placing his hands on both of his shoulders and keeping him close to his chest. They weaved through the traffic, only three minutes left until class would start. They took a sharp left, his pace falling just behind Quin's. He didn't have a whole lot of time to take in his surroundings, but he knew that gym wouldn't be an option. The coach was too close to Tegan for comfort, the man moving up with his team every year. It just so happened that the man taught twelfth-grade gym class, fortunate for his former friends, rather unfortunate for Tegan.


As soon as they reached the orchestra class, they had a full minute to spare. Tegan had wandered the halls so much, it was easy for him to reach a destination. He looked down at Quin, taking in his features for the passing hour to come. All of the rash decisions he'd made that very day probably had already gotten to Jacob. He dreaded it.


"Play some pretty music for me." He said with a smile, trying to calm his own nerves.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan walked with Tegan, once more thinking of how it was easier when he was behind him than when he wasn't. That thought made him feel bad though, almost as if all he thought of Tegan was how easy he made it to get to class. That wasn't it at all. It was just like an added bonus or something. They made it to the orchestra room and he was suddenly glad that they didn't start right away.


He looked up at Tegan. The smile on his face made him smile a little bit too. "I will." He said, his face turning a bit red again. Then he walked into the room and grabbed his violin and folder. It was the same routine and Quin was glad for that.


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[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

The bell rang. And his heart fell slightly when the boy had to venture into the music room, leaving his bruised body to loom in the empty hallway. He slipped the red notebook from his left pocket, scouring the walls for any cameras he might have missed from the past few months of his studying of the broad foundation. His eyes fell to the far right corner of a doorway, a black frame peering at him, mechanic eye watching him move by slowly. He made sure it seemed like he hadn't noticed the simple mechanism, gathering his thoughts as he strolled down the narrow strip of red squares. He did this every day, but never lifted his chin and never made it obvious to his plots.


He took a right, gazing up from under snow-white lashes as he bound for the back doors. His light-green eyes fell on a very angry redhead loitering outside of the building, his left eye swoolen and black. It looked like Jacob's mother had struck him again, in one of her cocain-induced frenzies. That's something the boy, and his mother, had in common. Tegan sucked in a deep breath, and flitted through the door.


Once black eyes glanced at him, they went wide at the sight of his figure. Jacob Hendrikson had no idea what went on inside the white-haired boy's home, other than Jase would 'occasionally beat him around'. He stammered over himself, not recalling a day where the tall boy hadn't worn his black letterman jacket. "W-what the fuck happened to you?" He questioned, a hand falling gently across Tegan's cheek. The sudden physical contact made the taller male's stomach churn, not use to Jacob's affectionate air. He moved back slightly, uncomfortable with the male's change of heart, yesterday he'd been furious with Tegan about a kiss with Quin, and now he was acting strange.


"Jase, didn't you get my text last night?" He asked, slipping the red leather-bound book back in his pocket and retrieving his black cell. He flipped it open, and sifted through the many unread texts and missed calls from the male in front of him. He showed the boy the screen, his threat towards the pig clear as day.


"No no, I got that. But what happened?"


Tegan looked away, adverting his eyes from his only friend aside from Quin, who he wasn't even sure he could call a 'friend' they were more then that.


"Teegs, tell me." He demanded, hand reaching out to grasp the snowy haired male again. Tegan backed away once more and then trudged on down the path they always took to the old sign.


"I can't." He said simply, not wanting to hear the other's condescending taunts if he did tell the truth. Truth was, Tegan was weak. He was alone, scared, and nothing. Instead of explaining himself he flung the letter from his pocket behind him, the white ball of paper slapping Jacob in the face.


The redhead unfolded the page, beginning to murmur it under his breath before Tegan spoke up. "Please don't read it out loud." He pleaded a waver in his voice causing the other boy to seal his lips tightly, running through the letter with his mind. "Oh, no, Teg--"


"Save it." He snapped, tears swelling in his light hues. He blinked them away, trying hard to keep his composure in front of his fellow soldier.


"I was going to say, this doesn't excuse you for jeprodizing the mission."


"What? You think this is some kind of an excuse!?"


"No, Tegan. I think it's some serious shit that you need to talk to me about. That boy, Quincie, is the problem here!"


"Keep him out of this!"


"You've gone soft Karma! Or have you forgotten why we're doing this? They all deserve to rot for letting us slip through the cracks!"


"No, I haven't forgotten..."


"They let us die, from the inside out."


"I know."


"Forget him, he doesn't want us. He doesn't care. None of them do."


Tegan went silent for a very long stretch of time, continuing down the stretch of dirt he'd crossed almost every day since the first week of that school-year.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan tuned his violin and then the class started. He played with the rest of class. However, the times that he didn't play, when the teacher had other sections working on things, he could hear several kids whispering about him. He could try to ignore it because they weren't talking to him. It still hurt to hear the things they were saying. Some of the guys still thought that they were 'disgusting'.


The teacher stopped the class early like always. Quinlan put his violin away, being the only one that was silent. Everyone else was talking as they waited for class to end. As he silently waited near the back of the room, two guys came up to him. He didn't look up, but he recognized their voices.


"Of all the guys in school, you go for Karma?" Jeffery Smith. He seemed disgusted and shocked at the idea.


"Why not one of us?" Max Kennedy. Quin didn't say anything and he still kept his eyes trained on the ground.


"Are you not going to say anything?" The bell rang, but neither made a move to leave. In fact they took a step closer and Quin backed up. He was against the wall and the two wouldn't let it go. He didn't know what to do.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

After a long mo,went of silence, Jacob finally dropped the subject, pulling out his identical blue notebook and dropping it along the Jameswood High sign. He opened it to the middle page, a small baggie of white powder held in the fold among with another baggie of ground up cannabis. He opened the cocaine packet, setting up a line along the top of the builboard before pulling a red and blue straw from his pocket. He fit the scarlet tube up his nose, pinching his nostrils before inhaling deep. The drug filled his system, a bitter liquid dropping into the back of his throat. He snorted quickly, his finger running along his upper lip. "Want some?" He asked, but began to make a narrow line of white before Tegan could say anything.


The taller boy glanced down at the blue straw, hesitating for a moment before snuffing up the snowy substance. It dripped into the back of his mouth, causing his windpipe and tongue to go numb. "Have you found the transformer yet?" Tegan questioned, mind reaching back to the subject of the takeover.


Jacob nodded. "I need to buy a heavy bolt cutter tonight, otherwise we can't cut the power." He said, dumping a small amount of the drug onto his pointer finger and raking it across his gums. "I took the liberty of locating the nearest police station, and fire house. There are two fire stations to the east, they're about ten miles out. The police station is just as close to the south. We have aproximately thirty minutes to act before they reach us, but that's only after they've been contacted." This notion made Team suck air quickly between his teeth, followed by a quick snort as he snuffed up another line.


He let the drug make his vision sharpen, their conversation carrying on through the hour.


The bell rang, the familiar metallic chime making the jittery teen retreat back into the brick building, anticipating looking into Quin's eyes. He made his way to the orchestra room, in to,e to seethe flow of students bound for their locker... but there was one peer in particular that hadn't shuffled out of the music room.


Quin.


Tegan opened the looming metal door, poking his head into the classroom to see two larger males hovering over a seemingly scared brown-haired boy. His eyes narrowed, boots slamming against the ground as he shuffled over, putting a hand on each of the kid's necks, squeezing their napes tightly. "Do we have a problem here?" He asked, his pupils huge. Energy buzzed through his veins, his senses on high. He was antisipating a fight, hoping to jam his fists into someone's head if there was a problem. "Why don't you lovely ladies shove off."

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quin heard footsteps come into the room and make their way over to the three of them. Quin heard Tegan's voice and felt better. Both Jeffery and Max were clearly in pain from Tegan grabbing their necks, even drawing in sharp breaths. Then Jeffery, the one with more guts, spoke up. "The only problem here is you." He muttered, managing to get out of Tegan's grasp.


Quin grew scared of how this would end. It couldn't possibly be good. His heart jumped to his throat as he waited for how Tegan would react. He couldn't even get himself to say anything, even though he would have liked to just ask Tegan if they could just leave. He really didn't want Tegan to get in trouble because of him.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan let the brat rip himself from his grasp, his words colliding into his strong-sensed ears making him react quickly. He pulled his arm back reeling it up for a shot at the boy's face, but faked it. Instead of his fist colliding with the a nose, he crouched sharply, his left leg swiping under the kid's feet. As soon as he slammed to the floor the white haired boy dropped to his knees, his clenched hands repeatedly smacking against the boy's chest and stomach. "You have a problem now." He said softly as he continued to wail on the unfortunate soul.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan heard, and then saw, Jeffery land on the ground. The air had obviously been knocked out of him and Tegan gave him no time to recover. This was bad. This was really bad. Max had quickly exited the room, likely running before Tegan could turn on him. Quin couldn't get himself to say anything for a few moments, but he knew he had to try and do something.


"T-Tegan." His voice was quiet and he wasn't sure that Tegan had even heard him. "Please, stop." He had to get Tegan to stop. Jeffery had tried to get away, but it wasn't working.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

In a haze of anger the male barely heard Quinn's small voice reach through the clouded judgment. His fist collided with the boy's stomach one last time before the light of his life pleaded for him to halt. He paused, fist just inches away from the brat on the floor's face. He blinked once, his knuckle burning from excessive use. He let his other hand, that had grasped hold of the boy's collar, fall to his side, allowing the man to scramble to his feet and bolt out of the classroom. The white-haired boy stared blankly at the floor in front of him, brain catching up to the events that had just happened. "Quin..." he breathed, shaking palms coming up to brush sweat from his own forehead. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan held his breath when Tegan paused. He hoped he'd stop. Then he let Jeffery go, but Quin didn't watch him scramble from the room. His eyes were trained on Tegan, worry in his heart again. He knelt next to him quietly. "It's okay." He told him softly, meaning more that he was okay. He wanted to thank Tegan for doing that, but he couldn't.


"Are you okay?" He knew that Tegan's hand hurt already, he saw that the moment he hid his lip on the bus. He didn't want Tegan to hurt himself more just because of Quin.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan looked up into the boy's soft gaze, nodding slowly at his question. "I'm fine, I'm always fine." He lied. Jacob would be in a bad mood after school, knowing that this white-haired misfit had beat the about out of two kids already and it wasn't even lunchtime yet. He was surprised a teacher hadn't...


"Mr. Karma." A booming voice reached his ears, making him wince slightly. He turned to see the principal, bald and grey-mustached, looking over him. Willkonson was natorious for finding the cause of such problems, inevitably most of the fights that broke out in the school would often revolve around Tegan.


"What happened to you?" He asked, looking at his heavily bruised skin, and split lip.


"Nothing, I just got into a fight. Isn't that why you're here?" He asked, trying hard to keep his voice from falling along sarcastic.


"Get to my office now." He said, his thumb pointed towards the door.


Tegan stood up, the skin just under his nose red and raw. These signs didn't pass by the principal, only taking his anger rise above explosion. "Are you on drugs??"

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan tried to see if he was telling the truth. However, the principle showed up before he could come to a conclusion. He flinched at the loud voice and looked up to see Mr. Willkonson standing there. He did not seem happy. Quin's eyes went back to the ground, too afraid to move. He definitely did not sound happy either.


Even when Tegan stood, he stayed kneeling, arms clutching his things tightly to his chest. He really didn't want Tegan to get in trouble because of him. Then Mr. Willkonson grew angry and Quin flinched when he yelled. He looked up at Tegan. Had he been doing drugs? Well, Quin knew he did some, but he hadn't caught that he had done it recently. Then again, he'd been too scared to notice.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan's eyes grew wide at the principal's accusation. "N-No! Why?"


"Because your pupils are dilated and your nose is dripping. You were snorting something weren't you?" His voice became thick with concern and anger towards the white-haired boy. He knew cd something was up with his family life. A star football player and straight A student didn't fall off the wagon over nothing.


"W- no! You're crazy." He yelled before strutting towards the door. He looked back at Quin, his eyes giving away nothing but concern for the child who had to walk to his next class alone.


"I suggest you get to your next class Mr. Matthews." The principal said before steering Tegan to his office.