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Chapter 2

Will never thought he would ever believe that an anatomy lecture could be so interesting. Well not exactly the lecture but the professor was more than interesting. For the first time in his 3 years in med school, he felt like time was flying. He was looking hungrily at his teacher moving around, loving every move he made. Will smiled at the way the man was pacing the podium and waving his hands in the air when he was explaining something. The way his teacher's eyes sparkled when he asked a tough question, the way he smiled when one of the students gave the right answer for his questions and the way he was taking off his glasses and put them between his teeth when he was thinking about a student's remark; all of that amazed Will. Oh don't get him wrong, he didn't care about the nerves in the arms or of the other parts of the body or the bones in his hands. The only nerves he would be willing to study were the ones in his teacher's member. He began imagining scenarios in his head for the umpteenth time during the last half hour.

He got his rough book still blank from the lack of information about the class and opened it to the last page where beautiful but explicit drawings could be seen. He wanted to add a new one to the list by drawing what would happen if the teacher was doing him or maybe him doing the teacher. He got excited just thinking about it. He took his pencil and began drawing suggestive positions.

Will had always been a talented guy. When he was young, he was excelling in every area: he was a marvelous student in school, he was a great drawer and painter; he played the piano and sang beautifully and he was a good actor in theatre. In high school, he was the captain of the soccer team. Unfortunately his parents never showed him that they were proud of him but they paid all his activities in advance. He never got the pleasure of having his parents attend his shows or his games because they were always away. So he lost interest in everything and became disruptive in college. But now he was used to it and the most important thing was that they didn't judge him for being gay…

Brian (glancing at the book): Oh my god! Will Horton drawing? Is that a dream?

Will: Shut up Brian! You know I used to draw when I was younger and I stopped. But now that I have a model for my drawing, I want to go back to that…

Brian: Oh yeah! I see that our teacher is a true source of inspiration to you… Wow you really want him to do that to you? It must be soooo good! But I thought you wanted to make an impression on him? It's not seating here that you'll manage…

Will: Calm down Brian. All in good time!

Will turned his attention back on his drawing, trying to make it look realistic. He was so engrossed in his art that he didn't hear the teacher ask him a question. Will was surprised when his creative mood was brutally interrupted by a loud and angry voice beside him.

The professor: Mister Horton! First you came in late then you tried to disrespect me and you're talking to your neighbors. And I catch you drawing some… very explicit… things when I'm asking you a question? Honestly what should I do with you now?

Will (looking up and smirking): I thing you should punish me, mister the professor!

The teacher: Out!

Will (shocked): What?

The teacher: Yeah you heard me Mister Horton! I want you out of my class right now.

The teacher was now pointing towards the door with a very serious look on his face. Will's face turned red instantly. He never got kicked out of class and now wasn't going to be the first. So he decided not to move and continuing to look straight into the teacher's eyes.

The professor: I think I told you to get out…

Will: Yeah! Wellll not going to happen…

The teacher: And why not?

Will: Because you don't have the right to do that and you don't want to do that.

The teacher: As I told you earlier, you do not impress me and it still hasn't changed. And for your information, I have every right in my class. Now get out before I kick you out myself!

All the students' eyes were now turned towards Will, chuckles escaping their mouth. Will decided to play it cool, like only he could do and stood up still glaring at the teacher. He gathered his stuff and walked to the door. In his head, he was happy because that meant that the teacher noticed him so it was good. And Will was glad that the professor was making it rough because the victory would be even more delicious. Facing the door, Will returned and locked eyes with the teacher who was now at the board, arms crossed waiting for Will to get out. Will threw him a wink before opening the door, passing it and closing it with a loud noise.

At the lunch pause, Will was waiting patiently for his group to get out of the class. When he spotted them, he waved at them to come by and seat down at the table. The 4 boys joined Will at the table, sat down and began talking avoiding the anatomy class subject. They didn't want to piss off Will because pissing him off was a really bad idea. When Will figured, they weren't going to talk about the class, he threw the topic.

Will: So are you going to tell me the class or not? What happened after I left?

Tyler: Nothing really! The teacher was just pissed a little.

Kareem: Oh we found out his name. We asked Timmy to tell us as we were late and all…

Will: Are you going to spill it? What's his name?

Brian: His name is Kiriakis.

Will: Kiriakis? As in the Kiriakis family? The second most powerful family in Salem?

Kareem: Yes the one and only.

Will: It's even better than I thought!

Neil: Brian told us about you plan to screw Mr. Kiriakis. You really want to do this?

Will: Oh yeah! Now more than ever! I can't believe he kicked me out of class earlier!

Tyler: Sorry buddy, but I think you deserved it after all you did then and before. I mean you were always the disturbance in class.

Will: Oh yeah? And you are the little angels of the University now? You make me laugh!

Neil: So you really want to do this! But you're not even sure he's gay!

Will: I always knew you gaydar was dysfunctional! Didn't you see the sexual tension there was between us when he bent to my height? My instinct tells me he is 100% gay!

Tyler: Sorry to disappoint you but we got out of the class, we saw a girl entering the amphitheater and going to see him. She gave him a hug and kissed him on the cheek and they left hand in hand.

Will: Really? It's funny!

Neil: What is? The guy is straight; he seems so serious about everything. But it never stopped you before, didn't it?

Will: Oh no and it won't stop me now! He's worth it, I'm sure.

Kareem: As you want!

Jackson Kiriakis was finally out of the university. For his first day, he thought it went well. He was so nervous this morning when he was called in the dean's office for the last meeting before his first class.

In the morning, in the dean's office

Dean: Hello Mister Kiriakis. Jackson Kiriakis, how are you?

Jackson: Hello Mister Calvington. To be honest, I'm a little nervous.

Dean: Well usually it's the case for the first class. But if you let me give you an advice, don't show that you are nervous or scared. Students feel when a teacher is nervous

Jackson: Thank you sir for this advice. I'll try my best!

Dean: And another advice! Be careful with a group of five students! You'll recognize them because they are always late or disruptive in class.

Jackson: Sorry if this question disturbs you but why don't you get rid of them if they're too disruptive?

Dean: Because they come from the most important families of Salem and we unfortunately can't afford losing their parent's donations. It's sad to say that but it's the truth. You should know that too right?

Jackson: Yes I have known that but not anymore. I don't talk to my family anymore so they don't help me with anything…

Dean: Sorry about that… To come back on our topic, be careful with the young William Horton. He's the worst of the 5. You'll recognize him easily.

Jackson: Thank you Sir. I have to go now; I don't want to be late for my first class.

Dean: Don't let me keep you. And remember be careful with them… Oh and Welcome to the University!

And the dean was absolutely right. The group was late, awfully late. When Will came in later than the others, Jackson instantly knew it was him and he wasn't going to be nice to him. He showed him that the teacher here was him and that he wouldn't be scared by little spoiled brats like he used to be. Although he was just 26 years old, he wasn't ready to befriend with his 21 years old students because he has suffered before because of that. And he didn't want to let that happen again. So he showed his serious and severe side to everyone especially to Will.

Now that his day was over, Jackson was walking calmly to his car when he spotted a man holding a cigarette, standing back to the driver's door. He walked to him and recognized Will. His face became instantly serious and he didn't look at Will and walked closer to his car.

Jackson: We are not talking right now Mister Horton. If you have a problem with me kicking you out of my class, you can go see the student's counselor. Thank you

He went to the driver's side of the car, opened the door pushing slightly Will still not looking at him. Will was still smoking and blowing the smoke in Jackson's face.

Will: I would prefer to talk to you.

Jackson: Did you listen or are you deaf? I just told you that I wasn't opened to talk to you…

Will (smirking, arrogant): Yeaaah that's one of the many things you are not opened about…

Jackson (shocked by the Will's arrogance): Excuse me?

Will: Well now, thinking about it I think I might like the challenge.

Jackson: The challenge? What are you talking about?

Will: The challenge of a closeted boy.

Will then put his cigarette in his mouth before once again blowing the smoke in Jackson's face whose eyes were wide opened in shock.

To be continued...