Oz sat alone in his normal spot in the corner of the lunchroom, he was a 15 year old boy with gold blond hair and emerald green eyes. Oz was normally happy with a hint depressed but today was especially depressed, his uncle had died the night before and Oz hadn't gotten much sleep. Gil had noticed his students strange behaviour. Oz was his best student always on time to class, prepared to learn, and almost never talked back. But something changed, he came two class thirty minutes late, he sassed back when asked why, he was late wasn't prepared for class and he looked terrible and uneasy. Gil walked over to him, "Hey, are you ok?" Oz didn't even look up, nor did he say a thing. "Oz, what's wrong?" Gil said concerned. Oz again said nothing, instead he put his head in his lap. 'What's going on?!' Gil wondered, he's never acted

like this before. "What's bothering you? please tell me." Oz began to cry, he didn't want to talk about it, all he wanted to do was curl into a ball and die. "Can you just leave me alone?!" he said enraged by the older male. "I just want to help you Oz, so let me. What's wrong is someone picking one you?" "NO! AND MY PERSONAL LIFE IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" He screamed and ran. Gil took a step back shocked, sure he'd been yelled at but never with that much aggression, and to see how much hatred on Oz's face... it made Gil sick.

Oz ran to the janitor's closet 'No one ever goes in there, I should be safe in there.' he opened the door and quickly shut it behind him. He sat and cried until he heard a knock on the door. He sat quietly trying not to breakdown even more. The door opened it was Gil, 'What did he want? To interview him or something?' "What do you want?!" he said teary eyed. Gil stepped in closed the door and sat next to Oz, "you know it's good to run away from your problems, so please?" Oz sat there, "I really don't want to talk about this so please just, leave me alone." Gil thought about what to do, "No i can't leave you alone, but i can talk to you and try to help you get over whatever's bothering you."he suggested. "Look, I've never bothered you so why do you insist on bothering me? I just want to be alone." Gil sighed, "No Oz you never did bother me, and you always listened to what I had to say, even when I was complaining. You're a good student and a great friend, but right now something's on your mind that's bothering you so i'm only trying to follow your example so please, tell me what's on your mind." he said sweetly. Oz was taken by surprise, 'a teacher was trying to follow his example! Why, he didn't do anything special?' Oz sighed "You're not going to leave me alone until I tell you what's wrong are you?" "Nope, so

get to talking." Oz sat there, he put his chin on his knees "it's my,... well it was my uncle, he got really sick and..." he started to cry sat in silence he had met his uncle before,on many occasions but to hear that he was dead...that would mean that Oz was left at home alone with an abusive father and a little sister. Gil wasn't about to let that happen, Oz had suffered enough already. "Do you want to keep living at your house or move away from your dad?" he tried to sound positive, but it didn't come off that way."Why the hell would you even ask me that?! Again that's none of your business!" He snapped at his teacher, "Sure he's mean but to leave him right after his brother died, that's even worst!" "Oz I'm just worried about your well being, Oscar was the only one that would stand up for you, and I know the situation with your dad is just going to get worse." A single tear rolled down Oz's face. "...no...it can't...it can't get any worse than this..." Gilbert stared at Oz, that's when he noticed Oz had a bruce's, cuts and gashes all on the back of his neck. "What happened to your neck?!" he yelled, Oz quickly hide his neck, "s-stop looking at me!" he cried. Gil grabbed Oz's hands pulling them down, "w-what are you-" Oz was cut off by the feeling of Gilbert's hand on his back "Oz why didn't you tell me?!" Gil said shocked, they told each other everything or at least Gil told Oz mostly everything.