School Daze

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan watched as Mr. Shlesky made his way over to where they were. Then he dropped his eyes to his desk, unlike other students who watched he whole thing play out. He listened to the two of them. Then Mr. Shlesky told Tegan he could get the notes from Quinlan. Quin didn't say anything, there was nothing to say about it. Even if he didn't want to, not that it was really true, he wouldn't be able to say anything. Quin couldn't go against someone who had authority. It just wasn't in him. He went back to taking notes, stopping himself from looking back at Tegan.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan lifted his fingers to tap Quin on the shoulder, his eyes dull and bored. He lightly rapped on the male's shoulder blade, no malice to be seen in his actions. In this classroom, he felt uneasy, out of place. He was the only student in the room who didn't give two fucks about triginomotry, who didn't care about any of the classes he was in.


"Hey, can I copy the first page of your notes when you're finished with this last definition?" He asked, as the teacher scrawled across the board, his mouth racing at what seemed like a hundred words per second. Half of the year Tegan had either skipped or snored through Math. He readied his pen, knowing that if he didn't show Mr. Shlesky some sort of notes at the end of class he'd have to stay back and listen to another lecture on the qualaties of education.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quin jumped a little bit when he felt himself being tapped. He turned around to look at Tegan. He didn't look like he was planning on doing anything bad. Then he asked about something. It took Quinlan several seconds to sift through the quick words to figure out what he said. Right, he did have to give him his notes anyway. "U-Um, y-yeah." He nodded a bit.


He turned around to finish copying the notes that Mr. Shlesky had written down. Then he took the page he had started today and turned around again. "H-here you go." He said quietly, putting the paper on his desk and turning back around to take the notes that were still being written on the board. 
Quin jumped a little bit when he felt himself being tapped. He turned around to look at Tegan. He didn't look like he was planning on doing anything bad. Then he asked about something. It took Quinlan several seconds to sift through the quick words to figure out what he said. Right, he did have to give him his notes anyway. "U-Um, y-yeah." He nodded a bit.


He turned around to finish copying the notes that Mr. Shlesky had written down. Then he took the page he had started today and turned around again. "H-here you go." He said quietly, putting the paper on his desk and turning back around to take the notes that were still being written on the board.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan narrowed his eyes at the boy's reluctance. He reminded him of a mouse, something small and remarkably cute. The way he stuttered his words made his chest feel an awkward tighten. He tried to console himself by noting that Quin was in fact a boy. He didn't like boys, he didn't get along with them very easily, other then Jacob. He was his only friend, and the only one who understood how he felt, down to the last T.


"Thanks." He mumbled, grasping the paper in his hands and reading over the nonsense that didn't defeated in his mind's vault. He glanced at the boy's handwriting, neat and organized. He then looked at his own chicken scratch, his brow furrowing. This annoyed him, for some strange reason, it reminded him of a girl's handwriting. He shook his head quickly copying the words down on his blank page and then flinging the paper back onto Quin's desk.


He glanced up at the clock, his knees beginning to jump again under his desk.


11:43


Team quickly unraveled the long strap of leather that encased his leather red book from the outside world. It fell in his hands like an old friend. He scribbled something down quickly before the bell rang.


Lunch time.


He slipped the book in his front pocket, quickly gathering his things. He held up the piece of paper, notes barely legible. The teacher scoffed and shook his head. "You'll need to copy the rest as homework." He glanced at Quin, "Quin can borrow you the notes, unless you plan on staying here for lunch to finish." He said pulling his reading glasses down the bridge of his nose, peering over the tops.


Tegan growled, his head snapping back towards the brown haired boy, irritation itching under his bruised cheek. How many times would he have to be around this kid? And why was he so drawn to him?

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan continued to take notes in class, not even looking up at the clock. At school he never cared what time it was. The bell would ring and it would tell him what time it was, he didn't need to look at the clock. He flinched slightly when the paper landed back on his desk. He hadn't been expecting it. However he quickly tucked it under his current sheet and went back to writing things down. Then the bell rang and Quin jumped a bit again.


Sometimes he hated the bell. He started to pack his things up, clipping his notes in his binder. He heard his name and looked up quickly. He could what? Then Tegan seemed mad about something. Had Quin done something wrong? Slowly he unclipped his notes again, eyes down. He guessed that Tegan wouldn't want to stay here during lunch. Then he grabbed all of his things and stood up. He walked up to Tegan, holding out the notes for him. "Um, here are the, um, notes if you, if you want them." He said.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan looked down at the shorter male, his gaze wandering across his small face. He had a strange urge to place his hand to the male's cheek, but he forced the thought into the back of his mind and grabbed his wrist instead. Tegan didn't say anything as he pulled the boy with him to the cafateria. "I'll just copy the notes from you now." He stated, pulling the kid into a chair next to his at a round table in the back of the mess-hall. He let his eyes wander over the small boy, his face so close he could feel his breath. Something about the boy caused his heart to neat rapidly, the cocaine having worn off a while ago.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan felt his face get warm when Tegan just looked at him. Then he was practically being dragged down the hallway. He didn't say anything as Tegan pulled him into the cafeteria. He was sure some people were looking at them, but he kept his head down so he didn't have to see them. Then Tegan pulled him down into a chair. That was probably the scariest thing he had happen to him at school.


He looked down when Tegan looked at his face again, really close this time. "O-Okay." He couldn't have said that before dragging him here? He set the notes down the table so Tegan could copy them.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan's gaze fell on the boy's hand as he slid the page over to him. He grabbed the notes, letting his fingers trail over the top of Quin's hands before grabbing his red notebook. He unraveled the binding, lifting the book to his face to add a quick detail before sliding it face-down on the table. He started copying the notes, his eyes continuously shifting from the task at hand, back to the small boy's face. "So your real name is Quinlan?" He asked, finishing up the last defention and then folding the paper against the kid's palm, letting his hand linger.


"That's not a girl's name." He said, his eyelids dropping slightly as he moved his face closer to Quin's. His breath falling across his lips. He lifted his hand, without thinking, and brushed a strand of brown hair away from the boy's eyes.


What are you doing? Whatareyoudoing!

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan watched as Tegan pulled out a red notebook. It made him curious as to what was inside that he apparently didn't want Quin to see. When Tegan began to copy the notes, Quin looked down. He could feel the other looking at him every now and his face grew warm. He looked up when Tegan spoke again. He managed to nod. He wasn't sure what to do when Tegan's hand lingered against his own. Not sure how to react when Tegan got closer, his heart just started to go faster. "U-Um, n-no, it, um, it's not." Tegan was really close now. He closed his eyes, almost flinching, when Tegan's hand moved towards his face. He opened his eyes when Tegan just moved a piece of hair out of his face, his face definitely red now.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan noted the color that broke out across the male's cheeks, his own beginning to tinge scarlet. Realizing what he was doing, he pushed back standing up quickly. The white haired boy grabbed hold of his private notebook, stuffing it in his back pocket. Protecting it from wandering eyes. Without saying anything he bolted from the cafeteria, leaving his math book and folders behind.


The boy ran, his legs working hard as his heart jumped along his ribcage. Thoughts swirled around in his head, a million voices talking at once. He bound for the bathroom, sliding into a stall and sitting on the toilet with his head burrowed in his hands. He stared at the floor between his fingers, panic rising in his chest.


No. What are you doing? He'll jeprodize everything. He... a boy. A boy. You're not thinking of a boy. The way he'd looked at Quin felt right when he thought his name was of a girl's. Now it all felt wrong.


You like girls. They're soft, and cute.... Quinn's face popped up in the back of his mind, his thoughts trembling with the boy's features. He clenched his fists over his eyes, anger building under his tongue. He slammed his fist against the side of the stall, making the plastic door in front of him rattle off the hook. "Get ahold of yourself, remember what's imortant." He said to himself, reaching for his notebook.


He flipped it open to the last page he'd scribbled in, hesitating for a moment before crossing something out.


Tegan slowed his breathing, reminding himself that thinking of someone didn't necessarily have any meaning to it.


After calling himself down, he strolled to the sink staring at himself in the mirror. He brushed his fingers along the bruise that had formed from this morning's attack, the scratch burning as salty-oil from his fingers rubbed on his wound. He stared into his own yellow-green eyes watching himself breathe. The eyes of an animal, encased in a human body.


The boy dipped his head down, turning the fauset on to cold before poaching water into his face. He rubbed the pads of his fingers over his eyelids. Losing track of the time.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan looked up when Tegan stood abruptly. Then he ran out of the cafeteria, leaving a confused Quinlan behind him. He wasn't sure what just happened. He looked down at Tegan's things that he had left on the table. That notebook must have been really important if it was the only thing he took. After a moment, Quinlan picked up the things along with his and stood up.


He left the cafeteria and went to try and find Tegan. It took him awhile, but finally he entered the bathroom and saw Tegan standing there. "A-Are y-you okay?" He asked quietly, he didn't look okay to Quin.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

While staring at his own dark expression in the mirror, gazing at the drops of water that ran down his forehead, he let his mind be consumed. His hands gripping the sides of the white porcelain, opening his lips to speak into the looking glass.


The bathroom door swung open, a swarm of voices breaking the seal on his small unexpected freak out. He whipped his head around, hues landing on the small boy. "A-Are y-you okay?"


His eyes narrowed, flickering to the books grasped in Quin's hands. Tegan stepped towards him, his head looking over the small boy's figure. He dipped down, his nose inches from the other's. A flash of unknown rage rippled over the man's eyes, his white hair brushing against Quin's cheeks. "I'm fine, okay?" He said softly, but his jaw quivered. He reached down and plucked his things from the other's arms, hesitating in the spot for a moment before leaving the kid in the bathroom.


Tegan frantically looked for a clock, his eyes shooting across the cluttered hallway.The bell rang, signaling that all students should be at their designated class. Tegan gritted his teeth, frustration rising in his throat.


Finally a digital clock came into view.


12:28

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan took a small step back when Tegan whipped around to look at him. He didn't look too pleased to see him there. He looked down when Tegan came closer. His breath got caught in his chest when Tegan seemed really mad. Quin thought that he didn't seem fine. However Tegan had taken his things and left before Quin could do anything.


He turned around and watched Tegan leave. He was confused and still scared by what had happened. He stood in that spot for a moment. Then someone else entered the bathroom and Quin looked down and left quickly. He still was thinking about Tegan and how he could be so confusing. One minute he seemed nice and Quin thought he might actually have a shot at making a friend and the next he was mad about something and Quin found him scary.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan took his time wandering around the halls, taking mental notes of what was placed where, and who's class was facing what direction. He strolled slowly, jotting things down in his notebook that clung close to his face. His green eyes wandered to a broom-closet, the door opened a crack. Curiosity burning in his cheeks he stepped forward, a rush of cold air brought the smell of dust an cleaning supplies to his throat. He lightly pushed the door open, letting his gaze fall on something shining along the wall. He grasped the metal hook in his hand, running a finger along the multiple objects. Without thinking he stuffed it in his pocket, closing the door behind him.


He spent the rest of the period with his back against his locker, scribbling mindlessly into his trusted notebook. This thing was his only real companion, it held his whole life in the white crisp pages.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan didn't go back to the cafeteria for the rest of the period. He usually didn't go there anyway. Instead he made his way to the library where he returned a book and found a new to take out. The bell soon rang, indicating it was time for next period. Quinlan left the library and went to his locker. He had another music class now. He looked up from the ground as he got to his locker. He saw Tegan at his own and quickly looked at his own locker. He wasn't sure if Tegan was still mad for unknown reasons. All Quin had tried to do was return his things and ask if he was okay. He put his things away and grabbed a folder that held sheet music and a few notes. He wondered what Tegan had now, but he was still sort of afraid to ask him.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Hearing the cluttered footsteps of his fellow peers he quickly wrapped his notebook in the leather strap, sticking his pen into the bindings. He stood to his feet, brushing the back of his pants off before his gaze fell on Quin. He gawked silently at the boy, taking in his features once more before stepping closer, his arm rested lightly on the blue lockers. "Skip class with me." He said, the words falling from his mouth before he could grab hold of them. He wanted to see if this kid was worth hanging around, considering his face was burned in the back of his mind. He didn't know why he was doing this, why he'd taken such an odd interest in the little squirt. He placed his other hand on top of Quin's head, lightly ruffling his hair. "Skip the rest of the day with me." He said with a slight smile, it didn't meet his eyes, but it did make the wound under his eye sting.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan looked up when he heard someone lean against the lockers. He saw Tegan and was slightly confused. He wanted him to what? He flinched just a bit when Tegan's hand moved to his head. He looked up at him when he added something else. He hadn't even answered and Quinlan already started to feel guilty about whatever his answer was going to be. If he said yes, he would be skipping classes for the first time in his life. If he said no, he'd probably upset Tegan.


What was he supposed to do? "I, um, I've never, um, s-skipped class before." He said quietly, looking down at the ground. He knew he was the textbook definition of a nerd, but this made him feel that way. And Tegan just seemed...cooler somehow and Quinlan was sort of scared of that.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan grabbed the books Quin had held in his hands an shoved them back in the boy's locker. He shoved the padlock back on the door, sealing the squirt's stuff away before grabbing hold of his wrist. "There's a first rime for everything, Quincie." He said, the girl name feeling right against his tongue. If he just thought of him as a girl, this wouldn't feel so wrong, right?

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan couldn't bring himself to say anything when Tegan took his things and put them back in his locker. He tried to say something though, but he stopped when his locker was closed at the lock put back on. He stared down at Tegan's hand around his wrist. Quincie. Did he have to call him Quincie? Not that Quin said anything about that, it could be worse. "I-I, um..." He was definitely feeling guilty about skipping classes, but he was maybe making a friend here. "I guess."

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

His eyes scanning the empty hallways for any kind of authority figure,Tegan lead the boy through the double doors in the back. They broke out into fresh air, his lungs filling with the sweet scent of freshly cut grass. "You know, no one can understand you when you stutter like that." He said his hand still clamped over Quin's wrist. He realized how close their skin was making his cheeks burn red. He dropped the boy's arm, stuffing his hands in his black pockets, fingers gently brushing over his notebook that poked out slightly. He walked along the path he'd wandered in second period. "Are you afraid of me?" He asked, turning his head and looking at Quin over his shoulder.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan followed him, a knot of guilt forming in his stomach. He blinked when they made it outside. He guessed there was no going back now. He looked up at Tegan when he spoke again. Then he looked down. "S-Sorry." He always tried to stop stuttering, but he got nervous around people and ended up stuttering. It didn't help that Tegan still held his wrist. He blushed when Tegan let it go. He clasped his hands together in front of himself as he heard Tegan. Was he afraid of him? "N-No, I-I, um, I'm not." He said. He guessed it was true because he didn't think about it all that hard.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Shock sunk into his face, he whipped around his eyes pinned on the Quin's now scarlet cheeks. He stepped closer, bending down so his nose barely touched the tip of the other's. He parted his lips in a small smile, a scoff falling from his lips. He put his hands on the boy's shoulders, scanning his face. "Then why do you tremble when I touch you?" He asked.


Something screamed in the back of his head. This was wrong, wrong wrong wrong wrong. Men weren't suppose to look at each other with longing. They weren't suppose to wonder what their skin felt like pressed together. He asked himself the same question he'd conjured on the bus this morning. What am I doing?


He was surprising himself by enjoying this scrawny kid's presence, enjoying the way his body shook whenever he'd raise his hand. Most of all... he enjoyed the boy's understanding compassion. "A-are you okay?" The question asked of him earlier still spun in his head. Why did he care? They just started to notice each other today.


Tegan pulled away, sailing an urge he'd had from under it's feet and cramming it in the back of his head. "Come on, we'll get caught if we stay here." He said as he began to stroll away.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan wasn't sure what to do when Tegan got very, very, close to him. His eyes closed involuntarily for a moment, then he opened them to look at Tegan. When he felt the hands come down on his shoulders, he flinched a bit again. He felt bad for reacting that way, but it wasn't Tegan. He flinched whenever anyone moved to touch him. He looked down at the question, unsure of how to answer it exactly.


"I, um, I-I don't know." He mumbled after a moment. He did know that for some reason Tegan was different. Quinlan could actually form sentences when he was around him. Sure he stuttered and said a lot of 'um's, but the sentences were there. With other people it was more of an incoherent babble.


Then Tegan said that they should move before getting caught. It brought attention to the guilt-knot again. However he started to follow Tegan. Not getting caught, right away, was probably better anyway.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Tegan continued down the path until they came to the front entrance. His eyes fell on an intensely happy redhead who was leaning against a black SUV, his face burried deep in a similar notebook that the white-haired boy carried with him. The blue notebook contained all of Jacob Davice's secrets, he kept it just as close as Team did his.


Tegan lifted his hand, giving himself a face-palm. He knew too well that Jacob would not approve of his new 'buddy'. He was a jealous type, and for some reason he spent most of his day hanging around in the high school parking lot, waiting for Karma to get out of school. Tegan turned to Quite, laying his hand on his head. "Follow a few paces behind me..." he glanced at Jacob over his shoulder, the male hadn't noticed him yet. "Don't ask why." He said pushing the boy back a bit before jogging towards his friend.


Black eyes looked up from the blue notebook that he scribbled in religeously. "Hey Teegs!" He exclaimed, abroad smile slashing his face in two. "Who's the girl?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.


Tegan sighed, placing his thumb and finger along the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes tightly. "That's Quin, and he's a boy."


"Could have fooled me." Jacob spat, causing the white haired man to glare at him.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Quinlan followed Tegan as they walked. He still felt guilty, more so when they reached the front entrance. Then Tegan stopped, so Quinlan did too. When Tegan put his hand on his head, Quin flinched again and still felt bad for it. He looked up at him after what he said. He barely opened his mouth to ask why when Tegan told him not to, so he closed his mouth. Needless to say he was confused. However when Tegan moved ahead, Quin followed slowly.


He heard Tegan introduce him and say that he was a boy. Of course he would be mistaken for a girl. It's happened before. Although usually they thought he was a girl before seeing him. 'Quin' is more of a girl's name, but Quinlan learned to be okay enough with his name. He ended up looking down at the ground, not saying anything. Usually it was better to not say anything than make a complete fool out of himself by trying to talk.