Richard rolled his ink pen between his teeth as he watched the second tick on the clock in US History. He was early that day. Really early. Why had he gotten to class before just about everyone else? Did he WANT to see the look on Justin's face when he walked through the door? Did he WANT to see Lisa give him a disappointed stare?! Maybe. Or maybe he just wanted to be prepared for class? Fuck that shit. He wanted to see Justin no matter how angry. Were they going to continue their tutoring sessions? How could they? Richard groaned.

"Ah! Mister Heywood," the US Teacher said as he walked into the class. " It's nice to see you so early and eager to learn!" Richard huffed as he dropped his feet that were resting in the seat in front of him. "Yeah, whatever" he mumbled back. As the clock ticked more and more students began showing up to class. Richard kept his eyes locked on the door with his pen still twirling in his mouth…C'mon.. show up….. C'mon….. Richard started tapping his foot a bit as 2 minutes were left before the bell rang.. Where was Justin? Or, how about Lisa for that matter. Both of them weren't in yet… A sudden rust of worry flew over Richard as he thought that maybe the two of them had conversed about his sexuality.. Oh god, maybe they had talked… Richard scratched his head as his brow wrinkled at the thought.

" Hhahaah Justin, You need to lighten up!" The familiar light tone jolted Richards attention back to the door. Lisa! He heard her coming and she was coming in with….. Justin?! He tried to act calm and collected.. Richard slouched in his seat and put the pen back in his mouth. Then there they were….. Hand and hand… Richard bit down hard on his pen as his eyes snapped at Lisa and Justin.. The two of them .. Together! Holding hands! Wholly shit! Richard's pen dropped from his mouth as they walked in.. it seemed to all happen in slow motion. Justin was smiling and Lisa was laughing… Nooo.. This isn't how it's suppose to be. He clinched his jaw with anger. His ex-girlfriend WITH the boy of his dream! As Justin sat down in his seat he turned to look over at Richard. His expression was cold. He was trying to give Richard a message… 'I'm not interested!' Justin's eyes burned into Richards pools. Richard quickly jerked his head to the opposite direction. The tapping of his foot increased as he sat in frustration. Oh god.. There was NO way he was going to stay here in class.. No.. No.. Fuck… this wasn't happening… " Fuck" he whispered to himself as he shut his eyes tight. Richard pursed his lips as he wiped his right eye with a very tight swipe of his fingers. He had to do something… He needed to leave.. And FAST!

Over his shoulder he heard Lisa giggle some more to Justin and Justin responded with a soft giggle. UGH! A giggle.. To HER!! "I'm out of here…" Richard said before grabbing his books. The bell rang just as he stood up. " Mister Heywood. Wadda think you're doing?" The US teacher said. " I'm getting the fuck out of here is what I'm doing!" Richard stormed out of class not caring about how many rules he had just broke and what kind of trouble he'd be getting into.

Justin swallowed hard as he witnessed Richards tantrum. The sight on Richards face before he stormed out left Justin with a dry taste in his mouth… maybe Richard really was serious about how he felt…. Justin felt a bit sick to his stomach. What was he doing with Lisa? Was he really going to go through with this.. And.. Lie to himself? Justin looked over at Lisa who was looking very puzzled at just what happen. " Wow?" She said sarcastically. "That was crazy.." She opened her book and began flipping through pages as if it was a normal every day thing for Richard to get like that. Justin nodded slightly before opening his own book. "Yea, crazy.." With hunched shoulders he looked over at Richards empty desk…..

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Inside his mustang, Richard lit a cigarette in hopes for a little relief. " Fuck.." he whimpered out as he places his finger tips lightly to his temple. Justin really was straight after all! There was nothing he could to change Justin's feelings for sure now! He liked.. Lisa… " AUUH!!" Richard pounded his fist on the steering wheel at the thought of the two of them giggling! He took one last drag off his cigarette, flicked it out the window and started his car.

Richard decided to head on home.. He didn't feel like driving anywhere else. If this had been any other day than today he would have gone off somewhere to have fun. Get high, Get drunk.. Any thing. But Richard was too sad to do any of those things… All he wanted was Justin… and nothing could replace that or take away the pain that Justin left in his heart. The fucking straight bastard!

He slammed his car door after pulling up to the house. Thank god both his parents worked full time. He had the whole house to himself and no one to face. Once inside Richard lugged himself up the flight of stairs to his contemporary room. A room full of no personality. A room full of secrets.. A room full of someone he wasn't.

Richard threw his red leather jacket over his computer chair and sighed as he looked around the gray room. " This sucks…." He felt tired. Tired from the inside out. His heart ached as did his throbbing head. Richard pulled his shirt over his head and took off his shoes. The bed was looking really good at the moment. He flung himself down on the fluffy covered mattress and hoped to try and get some sleep for once… the past few nights had been nothing but non stop Justin Thoughts. He rubbed his eyes before drifting off..

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The sun was setting and the warm winter raises were falling down over Richards eyes as he slept with his head facing the windows. He groaned as they burned through his eyelids . Richard mumbled to himself and turned over.

An unexpected person pulled up to Richards house. He walked up to Richards door step and nervously rang the door bell. The dinging noise didn't even reach Richards ears. He was so far gone in a deep sleep he had so desperately needed.

The door bell rang again. " C'mon.. I know you're home.." The young man said as he waited for Richard to open the door. He pressed the button again for the third time.

Richard tossed and turned until he rolled over onto the floor from all the sounds." OH Jesus!! OW!" he rubbed his ass. "Damnit…" He huffed with lazy eyes. Who the hell was at his door? Richard stood up and looked at the clock. It read 3:30... The same time that Justin was suppose to show up for their tutoring.. But.. Nooooooo.. It couldn't be Justin. No way would he want to see Richard any more… He made it so clear yesterday…

The bell rang once more. "Oh Shit." Richard yipped. Maybe it was him! Maybe he had changed his mind.. Maybe all of what happen had just been a bad dream! Richard ran down the stars as he tried to wake up as best as he could. " H-hold on!! I'm coming!"

Justin took a few steps back on the porch " Fine Richard… I guess you don't wanna come out.." He said to himself before turning to the front steps.

Richard stood straight and tried to brush himself off and collect his composer before opening the door. "Okay.. I can do this.." He cleared his throat then opened the door. Justin was already half way down the steps but turned as he heard the door finally open up. "J-Justin?" Richard choked out in a questioning tone. Justin turned completely around. "Hi.." Justin replied shyly.

To be continued