Shenawana Academy

[Tinker Bell]

Take 2! Just for @Nooduls and me. Continued from here

 

[Nooduls]

Nathan felt very awkward. What if Preston thought this small act of kindness was an invitation to friendship? Mistakes like that are what screws things up for Nathan. It'd be better if he kept his feelings to himself from now on. He wasn't here to make friends. Trying his best to clear his mind, Nathan stared at the wall. Sleep was his only escape at this point. He let it slowly creep up on him again, until he succumbed to its power.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Preston curled into a ball as he tried to sleep without breaking down completely. He wished he didn't have the habit of talking in his sleep. It was obvious to him that Nathan didn't really care about why he was crying. He probably just wanted Preston to stop crying so he could sleep. It made Preston want his old roommate back. He actually cared about him. Or at least someone who didn't make him feel unwelcome just because he liked guys. Eventually he fell back asleep, although it wasn't restful at all.

 

[Nooduls]

~Next day~

 

[Tinker Bell]

Preston was up an hour before his alarm went off. So he turned it off early and got out of bed. He took a quick shower and got dressed before grabbing the things he'd need for the day and leaving. He really didn't want to spend much time in the dorm. He still felt like Nathan hated him. Or at least he was sure Nathan wanted Preston to disappear and never be seen again. So he went to the dining hall early, looking over his schedule as he sat alone.

 

[Nooduls]

Sleeping for Nathan always came naturally. Somewhere along the way in his life, it became a wonderful escape for him. Waking up, however, was a challenge. He laid in bed staring at the ceiling, trying to muster up the strength to move his damned body. In his peripheral vision he could see that Preston had already made his way out of the room which made his day better already. The first day in and he was already hearing about his boy problems. He finally sat up and stretched a small bit. Should he go for a cigarette or breakfast? He wasn't as irritated as he was yesterday but he felt that it couldn't hurt. Nathan reached down into his bag for his lighter and Marlboros, still squinting at the morning light. He stretched once more, scratched at his bare chest, and headed toward his usual personal, grassy area in a corner outside of the dorms. Once he got there, he lit a cigarette, inhaling and exhaling.

 

[Tinker Bell]

Preston sat there alone until Dan and Theo showed up. They sat across from him and noticed he seemed different. "It's nothing, I just couldn't sleep." He mumbled.


"It's not just that." Dan said. "We know you better than that." Theo nodded. He wasn't a morning person so he didn't say much. "What happened?"


Preston knew he couldn't keep it from them. "I had a nightmare about Sean last night and I'm pretty sure I woke him up." Him being Nathan. "I tried to avoid saying anything because I know he doesn't like what I am but he sort of made me and now I'm sure he hates me even more." He stared down at the table as the room slowly filled. "I just wish he'd give me a chance to realize I'm not different. But right off the bat he started assuming things as if I were going to attack him at night because I'm gay or something." Yeah, life sucked at the moment.


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[Nooduls]

Nathan felt the filter of the cigarette heating his lips. "Damn it." he thought. This was always the worst part of finishing a cigarette; having to throw it away. He dropped the butt into the grass and sighed. All of the cigarettes in the world wouldn't keep Nathan leveled. He walked back through the dormitory doors and to the room, fumbling around for a shirt and pants to wear. When he finally managed to get something on, he grabbed his physics book, the schedule for today, and his glasses. He had hoped they were serving something appetizing today in the dining hall. He walked out of the dormitory again and made his way over.


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[Tinker Bell]

"Speaking of Nathan, where is he?" Theo asked, his voice sounding tired. Preston sent a halfhearted glare his way.


"I don't care." Preston mumbled. "All I know is I am going to be spending most of my life out of that room. It feels like a prison and one wrong move and I'm dead." He said. He stole the apple off of Theo's plate, knowing he was too tired to fight him on it. "Besides, it doesn't matter where he is." As long as he's not making my life hell. He added to himself.