I don't own mscl. If i did its loveliness would never have been cancelled

Title: Tutor
By: Rachel
One-shot

I watched them pull away in that stupid red car of his.

The stupid red car that he stupid drives around the stupid town in. He thinks he's so great. With his stupid long hair and his stupid blue eyes. His eyes actually are a pretty cool shade of blue… I wonder if he wears contacts.. but I guess that's besides the point isn't it?

The next day, I think it was a Friday, I saw him walking down the hall with his friend, Tino, or whatever.

I bet he's not even going to class. He closed his eyes, in that way he does, like it hurts to look at things.

His hair looks like, really soft. I wonder what it would be like to just.. run my fingers through that hair.

Wait a minute. Did you just think that Brian?. No can't be.. I'm straight.

A moment later I felt his arm brush against mine as he walked by.

Ok, so maybe I'm gay after all.

All day I couldn't concentrate in class. All I could think about was Jordan. The way he leans is just so, great. And he doesn't just go around trying to make things happen. It seems like hes one of those people, one of those people who just figure "whatever happens, happens. People like me. I just kept picturing his lips, his neck, his hands, his hair, and most of all, his eyes. He wears this black choker around his neck. It's like, captivating. The teachers kept on giving me weird sidelong glances just because I wasn't answering Every. Single. Question. A person cant like, go around answering every question that's thrown at him. It's like, exhausting. What's with these teachers anyway?

And finally school ended. The day seems to last for like, eternity. It was time for me to tutor Jordan Catalano. I got there early, even though I knew he wouldn't come until he had finished his after school smoke. I took out my calculus homework and tried to focus. It was a totally futile attempt. How can anyone be expected to focus with all these distractions? Finally he walked in and sat down, slouching perfectly.

"Hey, Brain." I didn't even mind him not calling me Brian.

"Hi, I mean- hey,"

Why can't I talk like a normal person at least once in my life? Is that so much to ask?

I didn't even notice I was staring at him until he said "So shouldn't we start or something?" a smile playing on his lips. I shook myself awake and opened up the manual.

"Ok so um. I think you should um… read this," I pointed to the page "and I'll make up some flashcards for you."

Or fantasize about kissing you, whichever.

We sat in silence for a couple minutes, and I finally got up the courage to talk to him. It was actually pretty funny how, all of a sudden, I didn't think anything I said would sound right.

"Hey Jordan, do you remember how you said you would like teach me… to get a person's phone number?"

He looked up from his book, into my eyes. "Yeah"

"Well, I was wondering if you could give me some tips, like, now. On how to get a persons phone number. I mean, if you still want to."

He smiled a half smile. An un-readable smile. "Yeah sure. It's pretty, yunno, simple. Like this:" He closed his eyes, in that way of his, then looked at me again. "Hey Brain, could I like, Call you sometime or something?"

"Yes. I mean, Yeah, sure"

Talk normally!

"So then do you think you could write your number on this piece of paper?" He ripped a piece out of his notebook and slid it across the table. I scribbled my number on it.

"Oh. Ok. Thanks. But I guess you didn't really want my number though, because you're not, like, attracted to me."

"Says who?" I nearly died. Right there in the plastic chair in the dusty classroom. I nearly died.

I laughed nervously. "Ha Ha very funny, Jordan."

He smiled that glorious half-smile. "No. I'm serious, Brian.

He said my name! He said Brian! Can life possibly get any better!

I can't seem to get you out of my head. It's like.. I've never felt like this about anyone before. I cant really.. explain it.

Apparently it can.

All I know is that I would really like to do this." With every word his face drew closer to me. Finally he kissed me, ever so softly. I closed my eyes placed my hand on the back of his neck. It may have lasted a second, a minute, or 5. I couldn't actually tell you. But that's besides the point isn't it. The point is That Jordan Catalano was kissing me.

Finally an erection from actual physical contact.