chapter two .3. i spent a lot of time editing this, just to let you know. i may or may not continue this ^^;
italics are thoughts or flashbacks
bold are emphasized
The rest of the walk home wasn't as long as he had expected, carrying an almost full grown boy in his arms(which may have well been full grown, Cody was rather tall...). The drizzle let up so the sunset sky was dazzling. In that brief moment of peace, Gregory Evans was just in bliss. Though he mentally scolded himself for one of his thoughts.
Hey, it wasn't his fault his student was attractive to him. What he liked about Cody most of all was his facial structure. A jaw that was strong, taut even in an unconcious state. His nose was a little crooked, Greg figured that had something to do with his abusive home. Of course Greg knew about how he was treated at home. Anyone who cared enough about the poor kid could tell. But no one did care so no one really knew why his nose was messed up or why he was the violent, destructive student he was. But the crookedness of his nose just made the whole, flaw-filled vision of him more adorable. His lips were chapped. Big surprise there, his parents most definitely never heard of lip balm and he spent most of his time outdoors with Terrance anyway.
Cody's eyes, which were what got Greg started over him in the first place, were a vibrant aqua. Like how a child would imagine to be sea foam. They were bright and full of his emotions he keeps inside. Cody puts up a facade, his peace-disturbing, marker- throwing, graffiti- writing was just a way he could protect himself from others who wanted in. He failed when it came to Greg though. But Greg was a good teacher, he played along so Cody would feel safe. Cody's teeth were something interesting, Greg has noticed. While the school was doing yearly check-ups in the nurse's office, Greg dropped by to deliver some mail on his free time. The head nurse: Marylon Decker(Ms. Decker for short and profession) was going over Cody's dental records. Apparently his front teeth are chipped up pretty badly. But not in the negative, they're chipped up in a way that'd make his teeth sharp like a blade. But that happened from an "accident" at home, they were never repaired, "too expsensive" is what the note from his parents said. That and his canines were a work of art. Every crazy teen's dream, sharpest canines in the town, hell, even the whole state!
Greg was still new to the school but he's made friends with the nurse staff and peeked over Ms. Decker's shoulder.
"Whatcha got there, Mary?"
"Oh ! You scared me! Don't you know better than to sneak up on people?" The nurse said accusingly. Greg gave an innocent smile in response, nodding his question again.
"This is your student, Cody's dental records." She pointed toward the other side of the room, where a hospital curtain hung, a sillouhette of a figure sitting on an examination table seen barely through it. Greg stiffened in the slightest and gave a quirk of his brow, "Is my student sick or physically ill?" Ms. Decker didn't notice and shook her head.
"No Mr. Evans, he's fine, I'm just recording his data into the emergency card. You know, health protocols. The works."
"Ahh okay then, I wouldn't know for sure, just being a simple homeroom teacher and all, unlike you FABULOUS NURSES!" he gave a bow to show his mock unworthyness. The other nurses seated at their desks gave him tiny giggles and hand waves that said,"Oh you!"
Ms. Decker looked him square in the eye, "Mr. Evans, you know better than to get their egos up like that. Behave or leave, as I recall you have a class now?" she raised a brow.
"Oh heavens no! I'm just here to check up on you lovely ladies and hand out your mail." His innocent smile taking place again.
"Alright, we have our mail now, be off with you!" she made shooing gestures at him towards the door.
"Ok, ok I'm gone, good afternoon ladies!" and he was gone.
Greg was rather surprised when he realized he was now standing in front of his apartment. He was thinking the whole walk there and hadn't gotten a chance to watch the sun go down. It was maybe 6:30 and it was already dark out.
Jeeze, must have had alot on my mind...
He sighed and wobbled up the cement stairs to the door of the building. He shuffled in the trenchcoat pocket around Cody for his keys. After missing the pocket a few times he uttered a silent curse, "Fuck it all, c'mon stupid keys!"
He whooped with triumph after finally grasping them and struggled at the door. Having a teen in your arms while trying to unlock your apartment door was a difficult multitask. Grunting with effort Greg managed to shift Cody onto one shoulder and somewhat hold him like a phone. Finally got the key in, turned it and walked inside, he shifted Cody back to the bridal style postition and looked up the stairs he now faced.
"Oh great."
His frown split his face in half. There was at least 30 stairs to climb, they were pretty steep too. How was he going to make this trip? He looked down at Cody again. His eyes were still open, it was a little bit unnerving to Greg but he kept a tight hold on the fact that he was unconscious.
Alright, Cody it's either my way or your parent's way... and I don't think that will fly with either of us.
He frowned a little more as he put Cody down on the stairs in front of him. He stood up straight and cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders.
Heh, why does it surprise me he's so heavy?
He looked down again at the boy with a determined expression, he WAS going to get him up these stairs to his apartment, and he WAS going to check him for any damage and he WAS going to clean him o-
Woah, where'd THAT come from? You're one sick dog, Mr. Evans... No matter what he told himself, the image was already engraved in his mind, he will forever be haunted with images of this student in particular naked and wet. He blushed furiously and struggled to ignore it, he reached out to pick Cody up once again, this time he hung him over his shoulder. He formed a tight hold on his thigh and another on the railing of the narrow staircase.
Well...this should be interesting...
end chapter two :D not really sure what to put here...
