Chapter One
He was royally screwed. He was majorly, ultra, uber screwed.
The end of the day was a cause for celebration for many students, but not for Kevin. At least not today.
He was already having a bad day, he didn't need anything else making it worse. However, it seems like life was laughing at him, because as soon as he closed his locker door, he heard a voice over the intercom calling him to the principal's office. Many of his locker neighbors looked towards him wondering what he could've done. "This can't be good," he groaned to himself.
When Kevin entered the office he was met with both the principle and his coach, Nope, this is not good at all.
After a long and extensive discussion about grades, he was told point-blank that if he couldn't keep up his C average this year, they will be forced to kick him off the football team come next year. Kevin looked to his coach, a strong but soft-hearted man, for any sort of help or argument against the principle, but what met him was sternness and a small bit of disappointment. Begrudgingly he looked back at the principal and agreed to his terms. He was a junior now and they were no longer cutting him any slack.
In the past his grades were fairly decent. The majority were C's with the occasional D every once in a while. The principal was able to overlook the D's because of how few and far between they were. He was also doing extremely well as a football player. He took the school by storm his freshman year, which only added to the slight favoritism his principle and coach had over him.
But his grades could no longer be overlooked. There were too many D's and, because he was an upperclassman now, his team wholeheartedly relied on him.
Kevin was always an exceptional athlete, best of the best, captain of the football team for crying out loud, but a rather average student. However, this year proved to be more difficult than the others. He was barely getting C's in some classes and his midterms turned out to be rather… unimpressive. He failed a few and barely passed the rest. He's been trying to make up for them these past few weeks, but nothing seems to be working, he just doesn't understand the material.
After agreeing to the principles demands and his coaches concerns, Kevin stormed out of the office and sunk into his own thoughts, Whoever made that stupid ass rule deserves to be punched into next Tuesday. I just don't get it, and I don't get my classes.
He had already asked a few of his teachers for help but they explained things to him like he already understood it. As he left the school to make his way to the student parking lot, he just couldn't wrap his head around how they expected him to do better in his classes.
He could tell that he was one of the last students to still be at school because his motorcycle was also one of the last vehicles in the student parking lot.
Ah, his motorcycle. His baby.
His motorcycle was one of the few things that could make him happy just by looking at it. He just needed to see it and he was already in a slightly better mood.
As Kevin got on his motorcycle and put on his helmet, he thought to himself, I could get a tutor.
When he peeled out of the parking lot he realized, Yeah but who in their right mind would tutor me? The entire school knows that I'm a hothead, that's half the reason why I'm so good at football. Anyone that would be capable of tutoring me would be afraid of me. So I ask again, who in their right mind would want to tutor me?
He pulled into his driveway and thanked whoever was willing to listen that his house was only a five minute drive from the high school. He desperately needed to relieve some of this stress.
He quickly went up to his room and changed into some comfortable workout clothes which really only consisted of a white wife beater, gray sweatpants, and some comfy tennis shoes.
His basement had been turned into a small workout station a long time ago when it was discovered that Kevin wanted to get into football. His father had also recommended it because he himself was going to a gym quite often at the time. So in an effort to save a little bit of money, they simply made their own gym.
Now yes, the high school did have a workout room but like all the rest of the school, the weight room closed when the school did, which means on days off or breaks he couldn't use it. And truth be told, he always thought that the weight room smelled a bit funny. And also yes, football practice was tough and necessary, but they didn't meet every day and you can't rely on just the mandatory practice in order to succeed.
But today he just felt like blowing off some steam and running himself ragged.
I'll start with the punching bag today, Kevin laughed to himself, Because there is no greater way to get out frustration then to beat it out. He turned on the stereo to get a nice rhythm going, because come on, what workout is done without music.
As punches and kicks went flying, Kevin thought back to the reason why he was so frustrated in the first place. Come on Kevin think, how can you make this bad situation better. It honestly can't be this hard. You know you can't do it alone, your grades are proof of that, so who can help you. Who's smart enough, patient enough, and willing enough to help me?
Double D's face flashed in his head, Shit, Double D would know what to do. He would know exactly who could help me. He's friends with all the smart people and he's insanely smart himself. I'm sure he could help me find somebody. He's a genius after all, and he's always able to put up with my bullshit. He almost never turns down an opportunity to help someone, especially when it involves school. He's so smart, and patient… and willing… And then it hit him.
With one last punch and with a frustrated yet happy cry he yelled, "Fuck, it's Double D. The little dork can tutor me. Why didn't I think of him before? I'm so stupid." Kevin stood there for a few seconds feeling like a complete moron wondering why he didn't think of Double D sooner, this is until he realized he had a workout to get back to.
Kevin looked at the clock on the wall, he wanted another hour of a workout to get rid of the rest of his frustrations for stupid school rules. He decided that he would ask Double D tomorrow after school, I guess I was way too stressed out to think clearly. He should have been the most obvious choice given the fact of how he is constantly on my mind, what with his huge sky blue eyes and his adorable gapped tooth smile.
As the hour quickly flew by, Kevin could say that he truly was relaxed. He worked out his frustrations and he realized that if Double D agreed to tutor him he'd be able to spend some quality time with the dork, and that's something he would never say no to. He always felt like he had to have a reason to talk to Double D, normally he would just smile or wave, but this definitely gave him that reason.
Kevin always wondered how his little crush came to be, but honestly, he didn't quite know himself.
Kevin and Double D became a lot closer during high school. They were in a few classes together and had worked on a few class projects together. Not to mention that for some reason their lockers were always close by as well.
But during freshman year, even though he had become friends with Double D, Kevin otherwise ignored him most of the time. He was trying to make a name for himself or whatever. Which now made Kevin laughed at how stupid that was.
He never specifically disliked Double D or anything, he actually always liked the kid, he was always really smart and he even helped Kevin seek revenge on a few occasions. But it was more the fact that Kevin didn't like Eddy, most people didn't like Eddy. Eddy's scams always grated on his nerves, and unfortunately wherever Eddy went, Double D followed. But as the three got older and the amount of scams dwindled, Double D began making more friends, and in quite a few different friend groups too.
However, something changed in Kevin sophomore year when they both had to work on a project together for an English class they shared.
Halfway through the project, Kevin realized that he found Double D to be remarkably cute, and not in the 'adorable baby animal' sort of a way, it was more of the 'I wanna tease him till his face becomes as red as a tomato,' sort of way.
He liked Double D.
He really liked Double D.
And this realization freaks the hell out of him to. He never really cared much to think about his sexuality before because he always felt sure about it. But now the subject was flipped on its head and at that moment he didn't know anymore.
He had dated Nazz a few years back but he ended up liking her more as a sister than anything, and Nazz felt the same. So through a little bit of messing around, and quite a lot of people watching with his friends, he realized that he was bisexual. Or as some may like to say, he was at least Double D-sexual.
Kevin laughed himself out of that long landslide of thought and looked at the time again. He realized that his parents should be home any minute now, so he decided to take a shower to avoid them complaining about him smelling like an old sweat rag.
After his shower he heard somebody messing around in the kitchen, meaning that his mom was home and she was starting to make dinner, while his dad was probably watching TV somewhere. He figured that he should start a quick session of homework now, of which he only understood half of, before being called down to dinner.
Later that night as Kevin was lying in bed he thought of all the ways he could ask Double D for help. Some ingenious and some outright plain dumb, he was just so excited at the thought of possibly being able to spend time with Double D again. However unlike all their past school projects, he had to man up and ask Double D himself. He didn't have a teacher to do it for him this time. So there was one thing he was sure of, he definitely felt nervous.
Very very nervous.
A/N This is going to be my first multi-chapter story. I've tried to write multi-chapter stories before but I often lose interest early on, but for some reason this one is different. I'm really excited about this story, so I hope you like it. Thank you for reading and if you feel like there I anything I can improve upon, I'm all ears!