Right now we were being instructed by Mr. Sutcliffe on how to play rugby. Surprisingly, it's the one sport I can actually accomplish something in. Though, nobody wants me on their teams because I'm the gay kid, and I seem weak. Though a lot of my peers know I'm exceptional at this sport, I still am known as the loser.

"Alright, so! Team captains are Stephano and Monte'!" Mr. Sutcliffe called.

The golden boy smirked, standing beside the coach, and Monte' on the other side.

"Stephano, since you are the newest to the school, please choose first."

He grinned, looking straight at me. "Mr. Chair!"

People snorted and laughed, leering in my direction as I walked to stand by Stephano. The teams were soon chosen, and our team was looking pretty good. Normally nobody would want the bros on the team because they just scare the other players so much they run faster. But truly they can tackle, and not physically or mentally damage them.

The doors slammed behind us, but nobody bothered to look, probably just some kid who was late for class.

"Alright, captains, come here an-" Mr. Sutcliffe cut off, staring behind us.

"I heard we were playing rugby today, Sutcliffe."

"Bassy! Are you here to play too?" The coach blushed, thinking he was smooth.

Mr. Michaelis cringed and shook his head. "Uh, I need Stephano for study hall."

My stomach dropped, and Stephano groaned, "Seriously!? I'm doing fine!"

The coach let Mr. Michaelis take Stephano away, and I was left with nobody. This is really one of the worst things about not having friends, you're screwed when you're alone in rugby.

"Ah, well. Since Stephano had to leave, as well as Bassy… Mr. Chair will be the new team captain. Please, take the ball." Mr. Sutcliffe grinned, his red hair flopping into his face.

He tossed me the ball, and I dropped to the ground trying to catch it. The other team started laughing at me, and we took our places.

The game soon started, and I must say, I got some pretty decent tackles in.

Though nobody really wants the gay kid's face near their arse…

Well, maybe' Mr. Sutcliffe is Mr. Michaelis was playing against him.

The other team just got angry at me, usually smacking my on the head if I successfully tackled them.

"Alright, head in!"

I could never be happier, I fell behind everyone, of course, but I got to the locker rooms pretty quickly for me. I changed, and as always, I was shoved into the walls on the way out.

Now it was time for Algebra IIIIIIIIIIII. Mr. Faustus was really nice, but a giant arse if you got on his nerves.

I took my seat in the back corner, and class started. As Mr. Faustus started calling out the names of the students to see who was present and what not, I was starting to worry Stephano wouldn't make it on time. He's already gotten too many late slips, one more and he's going to be privately schooled by Pewdie.

"Stephano the Statue?"

Everyone was silent, though a lot of the kids knew where he was, we weren't allowed to defend a tardy peer.

"Oh, that boy better have a good reason for being tardy, again…" Mr. Faustus sighed, adjusting his specs.

We started the lesson, identifying and finding the quotient of polynomials. I sat slouched, taking extra notes for Stephano, it's the least I could do for him, rights?

About halfway through the lesson, Mr. Michaelis walked in, Stephano following.

"Ah, Sebastian, you've found our rogue?" The professor smirked.

"No, he's been in my study hall. I apologize for keeping him so long, do not punish him. Just make sure he gets the notes, yeah? He's worked really hard to keep his English grades up."

Stephano rolled his eyes and took the empty seat by me, and I slid the notes over to him. He smiled and nodded thankfully.

"I don't know Mr. Michaelis, English is a whole different ball game from algebra." Mr. Faustus smirked amusingly, winking to the other teacher.

Mr. Michaelis chuckled, "I know, do it for me, yeah?"

Some of the girls in the class squealed, and giggled. Everyone kind of had a feeling Faustus and Michaelis had something going on, and Coach Sutcliffe wasn't a big fan.

It's all just gossip though, you never know, one of them could be married or something, you never know.

Algebra passed by with agonizing slowness, and once the class let out, me and Stephano immediately headed to my dorm. We study every day after our classes.

We walked into the plain dorm room, and I chair moded, Stephano taking the seat across from me.

"So, Michaelis and Faustus, eh?" He smirked.

"Hm? Oh, it's just a silly rumor, now let's stu-"

"I honestly thing Sutcliffe has a thing for Mr. Michaelis though, I mean, seriously. The dude practically exploded when he came to get me…" He chuckled.

"Stephano, come on, let's talk about this later." I sighed.

"But then, it's sort of obvious Michaelis has a thing for Faustus, he kept referring to him in study hall, not to mention the obvious flirting in Algebra." He started laughing quietly to himself.

"Stephano, we need to study…" I breathed.

"But we always study!" He complained.

I groaned, "That's the point!"

Stephano laughed, claiming he was just messing with me.

We had a fairly successful study session, and he stood up to put one of my books back on my case behind me.

"Thanks for the study time bro, it really has been helping. Michaelis sai-"

He tripped over my foot, knocking me out of chairmode, and landed on top of me.

I looked up to him; his eyes were widened, and so were mine. A blush crept onto my face, and I could see him turning a copper color as well.

"Um, sorry… I didn't mean to uh… D-do that…" He mumbled.

"It's fine." I said quickly, my voice a few vocal meters higher than normal.

I could just feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment and a little fear, he's so close…

He started to lean down, and I didn't even think, I leaned my head up too, until-

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Stephano's eyes widened, and he rolled off of me, helping me up.

Well… That could've gone extremely well… Or bad, but good…? Whatever.

I opened the door, and Morticia greeted me.

"Hey! You aren't busy, right?" She asked.

"Um, actually, I kind of have Stephano for a study session…" I mumbled, looking to my feet.

"Oh yeah! Sorry! I'll just ask Piggeh, yeah? Or would you like to go to the Museum of Most Famous Interruptions?" She grinned.

I cringed at the thought, "No, I will have to decline… Thank you though, have fun."

"Alright, see you guys later!" She waved, and I shut the door, shivering to the thought of interruptions.

Speaking of those, she was one. A very bad one.

"Oh dude! I totally forgot, you're like, in love with her!" Stephano groaned.

"Eh!?"

"I'm so sorry! I like, I just… Merde'! Je suis totalement gâché notre amitié!" He said frantically.

I honestly couldn't understand a word he was saying after that, he was just all French and confusion. He finally just stopped and took a good looking at me, and ran out of my dorm.

Honstly, sometimes he can make a person feel really down.