Evan tugged at the uncomfortable cotton sweater vest of his new school uniform. "Mom, do I really have to go to this stupid school?" He whined childishly as his body slumped in despair.

Jessica gave her seventeen year old son one of her signature stern looks before forcing his body up right so she could correct his wrinkling uniform. "Yes honey. It's the only way to get you away from those...those...hooligans!" She sighed softly to suppress her unwanted anger. "Everyone there was such a bad influence on you; especially those little friends of yours. You never used to fight until they came along."

Oh how wrong his mother was at the friend statement. Evan refused to believe anyone at that hell hole disguised as a school was anywhere near friend worthy! So whoever his mom thought were his "friends" must have been some punks at school that just decided to pick on the kid who has done nothing except live his life and just endure hell just like the next teen. Those same teens would always come up to him and pat him on the shoulder in such a friendly gesture when his mom would drive up, which would probably be the reason why his mom would come to such a speculation, oh how she would flip at those "sweet nothings" they would whisper to him before he went on his merry little way.

One day...Evan just grew tired of all the bullshit. He never fought another but like hell he was just going to sit back like many bully victims. Before the ring leader could even utter a single word Evan's fist connected with his jaw; breaking it into fragments. The lackeys, of course, quickly interjected; grabbing both of Evans arms they stretched them nice and wide which in turn gave sir ring leader a chance to swipe in a few good punches.

The next scene even caught Evan off guard at his own actions. Hiking his leg to over his head's height did the surprise come as his foot collided with Mr. ring leaders head for a hearty hello. The guys head slammed into a row a lockers before sliding to the floor unconscious. Everyone was frozen in place as they stared down at the broken teen.

Soon the lackeys released Even immediately as the reality of it all finally sunk in. Not wishing the same fate as their fallen leader they ran and never looked back.

Ever since that day he was never messed with by those guys, but that didn't stop others for trying his patience, hell some people even began to fear him when that wasn't his intention. Oh and lets not forget the trips to the office! .Is it weird to know each staff member by their first name? Fact is once his sophmore year was over, his mother quickly transferred his ass to the nearest private school.

Well enough reminiscing, fact of the matter is thanks to people who wished to try and test his strength he was now being forced to go to the friggen new school. Wasn't like there weren't going to be douche bags there! They're everywhere! But his mom seems to think that private schools are filled with happy students that could do no harm and always follow the rules. His dad probably didn't give two shits as to what school he goes to. Ah what a wonderful man he was.

"EVAN!" Evan's eyes snapped to meet his own mothers which reflected concern. "Something wrong?" All she received was a head shake which caused her to sigh softly. "Alright, lets get out into the car, wouldn't want you to be late on you're first day would you?" She smiled cheerily down at her son.

Evan couldn't help himself, that smile of his mother was just so dazzling and filled with happiness for him, he couldn't stop his own lips from tweaking into his own small smile before he followed his mother out into their vehicle.

The car ride there was mostly filled with Jessica's excited babbling while Evan just played the "It-may-seem-like-I'm-listening-to-you-but-really-I'm-not" charade.

As they finally arrived at his new school Evan peeked outside the window to see what he had to deal with. What almost shocked him was that everyone was heading into the school in such...a neat and orderly fashion. This was almost surreal.

Jessica, smiling at her son's wonderment, leaned forward to place a small kiss against his cheek. "Have a good day sweetie ok?"

Nodding, he swished open the door, only closing it when he fully exited. His mom drove off leaving him there alone. Taking a deep breath he made his way inside, first stop the conselor's office.

Everything was actually starting off pretty good! Well even though he just steeped through the front door it was good to him. No one was yelling at him and calling him names to egg him on to do something he wished not to do. No one was doing irritating stupid shit. It was like a breath of fresh air. Evan began to think it was possible he would actually like it here. That was until the books he was holding clattered to the floor thanks to a hand smacking!

Laughter spilled from the boys lips. "Hey how about you watch where you're going newbie~!" The teen had a thick British accent, piercing green eyes, and slicked back ebony hair.

Evan glared at the Brit who was walking away casually with his group of giggling buffoons. He cursed himself for being so gullible, even though everything looked good didn't mean something that was going to make his life hell wouldn't be around the corner.

Taking in many needed deep breaths he began picking up his school supplies. His hand extended for the last item but stopped when it was picked up. "Sorry about that." A sincere yet gruff voice apologized.

The boy held out his hand for Evan to take. At first Evan was skeptic. What if this guy was like the other? Ah to hell with it. Slapping his hand against the others he was helped up to his feet. "It's alright I should be used to it by now." Looking at the new guy he finally got a good look at him. His eyes were a brilliant blue, his dirty blonde hair was cut military style, and lets not forget his wide smile that flashed his proud dimples.

"Wade's a dick anyways. He picks on everyone sooner or later but with that accent it's hard to take his funky ass seriously." Evan chuckled softly. "Oh by the way-" He offered Evan his school book back. "Names John, John Cena."

Gingerly taking the book back he placed it above the rest that he held against his chest. "Nice ta meet ya. I'm Evan Bourne."

The two began chatting as if they were already pal's to begin with, John even helped Evan to the office so he could get his schedule. When he returned to John the flimsy piece of paper was ripped from his grasp.

"YES! Dude we've got first, second, fourth, lunch, and seventh hour together!" John exclaimed gleefully . To even show his happiness he began bouncing up and down childishly. Evan laughed at his new found friend but it was cut short as a tanned boy came up and laid his hand against John's shoulder, stopping all attempts of future jumping.

"John did you ever stop to think that you might be scaring the poor newbie?"

At first Evan though he was just another punk coming around to ruin whatever good day he was having. Until John turned to the stranger and hugged him around the waist affectionately. "I'm not scaring him, Randy. Everyone loves my energeticness! Especially you~" The last part was whispered low and seductively. A small blush crossed Evans cheek's before looking away and scratching his neck awkwardly. "Me being gay doesn't bother you does it Evan?" Snapping his gaze back at his friend and lover he saw the worry in his eyes and also the piercing icy blue glare of the other.

"Of course not, I'm gay myself, just nervous around PDA is all." Evan admitted his blush almost intensifying.

John sighed in relief while Randy's face just went back to being neutral. "Well my friend and sexy boy, onward to class!" Taking both Evan and Randy's hand's in each of his he dragged them into their first period. "Randy's in first period with us?" Evan questioned only to get a DUH in reply.

Now usually John doesn't like to get to class early but hey if he got in late then all the good seats would be taken wouldn't they? "Ok you sit here, I sit here and my lady boy, I mean manly man sits next to me, get it? Got it? Good!" John took his seat.

Randy rolled his eyes at his insane boyfriend but took his seat none the less. Evan just laughed, happy to have someone relieve some of the stress on his shoulders before taking his own seat. They all three chattered amongst themselves even after the two bells had signaled and the class filled.

"Shut up!" Everyone quieted and even cringed as the door was slammed shut behind a very displeased looking man. "I am you're teacher Mr. Brooks and I will have none of this useless talk about how you're useless lives are going in my class!"

Evan furrowed his brows at the bearded man his flopped into his personal chair, never in his life had he had such a rude and almost frightful man as a teacher.

"I am here to teach you history and if you haven't noticed that by now-" His arm's flew open as they pointed at the many historical posters he had plastered around his wall. "Then you're an idiot."

Crossing his arm's he tried to resist the urge to glare daggers at Mr. Brooks. "What a douche bag huh?" Glancing over at John he gave him a small nod, not speaking in fear of getting caught and punished.

To put it bluntly first hour was going to be total and complete shit, courtesy of Mr. Brooks. He refused to have anyone speak even after he got done ranting about how he has to teach us "worthless" students. Dude also began going on and on about how he could have been anything but decided that molding the minds of the young was it's greatest reward and how wrong he was and that this was his greatest regret.

John easily fell asleep around the middle of class which made Evan wonder how he was lulled to sleep do to the constant booming voice of Mr. Brooks. Randy

on the other hand looked like he wanted to jump up and strangle the older man until he went limp, that amused Evan greatly. Sighing softly he rested his cheek against a balled up hand and let his mind wonder until this dreadful class finally ended.

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The bell rang loudly signaling the end of first period.

John burst from his seat, raising hands up high! "GLORY HALLELUJAH!" This earned him a glare from Mr. Brooks but I guess lucky for him he didn't say anything because in no way was Evan going to try and hold back an angry Randy. He's never seen the other male angry but he sure as hell didn't want to find out or even TRY to stop him.

The three amigo's in a flash dashed out of the room and ran as far away from that said room, only stopping to take a gander at Randy's schedule. "Looks like we all don't have second hour together." Randy said with such a flat tone. "Aw don't be so upset baby." John teased with a roll of his baby blue eyes. Randy smirk. Leaning in he captured John's lips in a small chaste kiss before parting ways.

John immediately afterwords began dragging Evan to their second class to once again get a good seat. Evan just prayed to god this teacher was better then the last.

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The class was empty upon their arrival which was good for them in John's opinion. Evan smiled at his friend as he debated on where they should sit.

"My, my, some early birds I see. Guess I shouldn't get to used to it though should I." That voice...it was so calm, gentle, soft even. The chuckle even sent sweet vibrations against Evan's eardrums. Evan turned ever so slightly to get a good look at who the voice belonged to. His breath hitched as he gazed at the most gorgeous man he's ever stumbled across. He had shoulder length blonde locks that seemed to flow with imaginary wind, dark green eyes that reminded him of freshly grown grass, and a dazzling smile that made him easily weak in the knees.

"The school say's I'm required to be called Mr. Copeland, but since theirs no unwanted faculty around I allow all my students to call me by my favorite nickname, Edge." Edge smiled warmly at the two boys, but his eyes seem to wander more towards Evan's lengthy figure. Or was that just his hopeful wishing?

"John Cena! I'll be your favorite student along with my bestie here Evan Bourne." John grinned from ear to ear as he threw his arm around Evan's shaky shoulders. His eyes peered over at his friend, but only for a moment before he reverted his attention back to Edge.

Edge chuckled at his two newest students, this should be an interesting pair. "I'll hold you're word to that Mr. Cena." Walking past the two he went over to his desk to look over some last minute reports.

"Dude whats up? Why are ya shaking?" John questioned, concern etched into his features.

The questions made Evan blush a light pink before looking away from his friend. John noticed to change of color of his friends face, but before jumping to conclusions he followed his friends wandering eyes which landed on their newly arrived teacher, Edge. John's lost grin soon returned. "Oh duuuuude you so got the hots for the teacher!"

Evan about gagged John when he cover the boy's mouth with his hand to silence him from saying anything else that might embarrass him even more. "I do not!" He denied as he finally removed his hand. Huffing stubbornly he crossed his arms.

John chuckled. "Whatever you say lover boy~" He cooed in a sing-song kind of tone.

Evan blushed more but he knew he wouldn't be able to get away with bashing his friend's face in...plus if he did that he probably wouldn't have anymore friends now would he? Sighing with irritation he glanced at Edge's steady frame once more. This school was actually going to be better then he initially thought.