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"Son of a bitch." Gabriel muttered when he realized he was staring at the younger man that had been in his dreams the past two nights. The first two rows (minus Sam, who had closed his mouth quickly after covering the jaw dropping with a cough) giggled and Gabriel regained his composure and smiled around at his students.
"Sorry, guys, it's been a hectic morning, but hello. This is Creative Expression in Writing and I am your professor, Gabriel Novak." Gabriel turned around to write his name on the board and felt his face heat up. How in the hell was he supposed to act like this was just another class when he'd made out with one of the students? He…oh Dear God, what if Sam wasn't even eighteen? Then there was a whole different set of problems. No he was probably old for his class…right? The man (possible kid a mean voice in Gabriel's head reminded him) was still one of his students.
Gabriel finished writing his name on the dry erase board and turned back around.
"So," Gabriel clapped his hands together and smiled brightly. He needed to pretend nothing was wrong and he could break things off with Sam after school. Easy. It wasn't like they were serious. So why did the thought of ending it with Sam fill him with so much dread?
"How many of you actually want to do something with writing in your future?" A few students raised their hands. "Alright, so the rest of you are going to hate this." Some of the students laughed (not Sam though, not that Gabriel was paying attention to that). "I'm kidding. I hope to make this class fun for everybody. Now let's go around the room and say names and what we want to be when we grow up. I'll start." Gabriel walked in front of his desk and leaned against it.
"Gabriel Novak. Mr. Novak, Professor Novak, teach, or Gabriel if you'd like. When I grow up I want to be sipping on a pina colada on a beach somewhere, but until then I'm your English teacher. Let's start with you in the back." Gabriel called on a sandy haired boy with his head on his desk. He picked his head up but still looked bored.
"Should I stand, sir?" Gabriel felt like this kid was going to be trouble.
"Up to you." The boy stood up and looked around.
"Hi, I'm Lucifer Emortuus and I want to rule the world when I grow up." He sat back down and Gabriel continued to stare at him, but Lucifer was not going elaborate, so Gabriel made a mental note to watch his work a little more carefully.
"Alright then, next?" Students continued to stand and give their names and what they wanted to do for their careers. Gabriel was glad he didn't have to look at Sam for a while, until it was his turn to speak.
Sam looked at Gabriel almost the entire class. He would glance back at his classmates, but he had known most of them since freshman year, if not earlier. Gabriel –Professor Novak- didn't look at Sam the entire time. Sam was sure he notice him sneak peeks out of the corner of his eye, but there was also a chance that Sam was imagining it. Sam suddenly had a thought. Now that Gabriel –Shit, Professor Novak!- knew that he was in high school, he would probably want to end things. Why wouldn't he? Not to mention the legal implications of having a relationship with a student. What had been potentially one the best, if not THE best, relationship he had been in was suddenly gone. They had gone on ONE date, why was he suddenly so upset about it? Sam was deep in thought when he saw Jessica sit down. Sam finally locked eyes with Gabriel and stood up.
"Sam Winchester. I would like to be a lawyer someday." Sam sat back down, not breaking eye contact with his teacher. Sam thought back to their date. Had Gabriel mentioned that he was a teacher? Had Sam even asked? He knew that they had talked about their families, and books, and…that hadn't talked about school because Sam didn't want to reveal that he was still in high school, but now that was all shot to hell.
"Well great, now that intros are done, who's ready for their syllabus?" The class groaned (and Gabriel's mind may have envisioned Sam groaning another way). "Yeah, yeah, stop it. We're just going to go over it." Gabriel grabbed the papers on his desk and passed them to the front rows. He handed the stack of papers to Sam and smiled at him gently. Sam smiled back, those damn dimples popped out and when their fingers brushed, Gabriel got goosebumps. He cleared his throat and walked back to the front of the room.
Sam felt their fingers touch and almost jumped from the shock he felt go through his body. How was he going to sit through an entire semester and act like there was nothing between them? He needed to talk with Gabriel as soon as he could. He might still have time to switch classes if he needed to. Sam flipped through the syllabus and pretended to read it, trying to figure when and where he could have this talk with Gabriel.
"So, I'm really not a strict guy. You can have your phones out as long as I'm not teaching or administration isn't in here, I'm more than willing to stay after hours to help you with writing, even if it's other classes, uh…anything else you guys want to know?" Lucifer raised his hand. "Yes, Lucifer?"
"So, we only have two writing projects?"
"Well, projects yes, but the projects are to make two different portfolios; one for your writings from the first half of the semester and the next one for the second. You'll have the last week before midterms and the last week of the semester to work on them in class, so you shouldn't have to work on them at home."
"Oh." Lucifer continued to stare at Gabriel in a way that kind of creeped him out.
"Anybody else?" Nobody said anything and Gabriel smiled. "Alright, well that's all I've got today, so there…" The bell rang dismissing class. "Perfect timing. Alright, bye guys! I'll see you tomorrow!" Gabriel turned back to his desk to pack up his things and heard his students leave.
"Uh…Professor Novak?" Gabriel turned around and was met with Sam's eyes. His mouth went dry, so he tried to swallow before answering.
"Um…y…yes, Sam?" Sam looked him up and down. God, a student should NOT be giving those eyes to his teacher. Gabriel was just a man after all.
"I was wondering if we would be able to talk today in your office. Ya know, after classes?"
"Yes, I think that would be fine. Is um…is there anything else that I can do for you?"
"No, I think that's all. Thanks." Sam gave Gabriel one last lopsided smile and then walked out. Gabriel had to wait for a few minutes for his heart to slow down before he went to his next class.
Sam saw Kevin getting into his locker and practically ran up to him.
"Dude." Kevin looked at him.
"What? Are you okay, man? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Worse. You know how you want to hear about my date so badly?"
"Yeeeeah?"
"Well, you might be able to ask him yourself." Sam opened his locker and looked at Kevin who looked totally confused. Sam sighed. "He's my creative writing teacher."
"Whoa whoa whoa. What the hell?"
"Gabriel Novak is his name and he's the newest English teacher." Sam grabbed his notebook for his next class, Calculus, and shut his locker.
"So, what are you two going to do?"
"I have no damn idea. We're going to talk in his office after school."
"Wow, well, good luck I guess."
"Thanks, Kev."
Gabriel could barely concentrate on his classes the rest of the day. How was he going to do this? Just state the obvious and hope that Sam understood? He had to. If Sam wanted to be a lawyer, he needed to focus on his studies. Gabriel would just be a distraction. Simple as that. There, that was easy. And totally not heartbreaking. Gabriel knew it would hurt saying goodbye to Sam, and he would have to avoid the diner for a few weeks, maybe a month or two, but life would go on. This was what was best for Sam. Gabriel spent most of the day convincing himself of that.
When the end of the day came, Sam was leaving his last class of the day, AP European History, when he remembered that he was probably going to be breaking up (was technically breaking up? They had only been on one date) with Gabriel. Or maybe he could somehow convince him to change his mind? Sam got to his locker before Kevin got there and decided to go straight to Gabriel's office after putting his things away. He walked to the English department and found the office that read 'G. Novak'. Sam took a deep breath and knocked.
"Come in!"
