Sorry for the days without an update! :o My birthday was on Friday and then we went away for the weekend! Anyways, here I am with a new chapter!
Mr. Mizanin went out for drinks with Mr. Jericho after school. They arrived together at a local bar to hit back a few beers and watch the baseball game. They took their seats at the counter and got comfy.
"So Chris, how's the wife and kids?" Mike asked as he took a sip of his ice, cold beer.
"They're good. Jessica's parents are getting a divorce right now, so it's kind of hard."
Mike raised his eyebrows as he finished off his beer. He started to think about his afternoon session with Alex and how passionate he was in his paper about his parent's divorce.
"Mike? Miiiiiike?" Chris asked as he saw Mike's mind wonder off.
"Oh, uh, what?" Mike snapped back into reality. "Sorry, I was just thinking about Alex."
"Ooooh, a new boy toy?" Chris smirked and bit his lip, winking at Mike.
"No! Not like that, he's one of my students."
"C'mon. 90% of teachers find some of their students attractive."
"Really? Is that right?" Mike questioned his older friend.
Chris nodded and ordered another beer. "For me, it was Kelly. She's half my age, but damn her ass." Mike simply rolled his eyes. Chris was always talking about other girls. "Mike, c'mon. There has to be on guy you find a little attractive."
Mike nibbled on his bottom lip and started to think about his students. Randy? No. John? Nah. Alex? Alex Riey? Mike's thoughts started to run wild. Alex was really handsome. He has a certain school boy charm to him, maybe because he was a school boy. But he's a student! "Well, to be honest…" Mike hesitated before finishing his sentence. "I met Alex Riley today and…"
Chris interrupted Mike, with excitement. "Alex Riley!" He exclaimed. "He's a good kid. Really sweet and innocent, but this divorce is really hitting him hard."
Mike nodded. "He seems so innocent. Today I asked him to tell me about himself and I accidently said 'that's my kind of man'".
Chris nearly spit out his beer. "Oh my God. That's hilarious!"
Mike blushed. "Nothing will ever happen. He's my student!"
It was homeroom and Alex and John were talking about last night's game. "Dude, the Phillies killed the Yankees last night!" Alex exclaimed with a grin on his face.
"Yeah, okay, but how many championships do the Phillies have again?" John smirked, poking fun at Alex's favorite team.
Alex rolled his eyes. "How about you suck my dick?" Mr. Mizanin looked up from his laptop, but didn't say anything.
"Here's a better idea. How about you suck my left nut and all the Yank's dicks? Huh?" John titled his head and winked.
Mr. Mizanin shut his laptop and stood up. "Gentlemen, that's enough!" Alex and John zipped their lips. "Besides, the Phillies are much better than the Stankees." Alex snickered and smiled.
Alex cleared his throat up before entering Mr. Mizanin's classroom after school. "Hey, Mr. Mizanin." Alex sat down at the same desk, right next to Mr. Mizanin.
"Alex." Alex starred up at Mr. Mizanin. His blue eyes looked right into Mr. Mizanin's, so innocent and sweet. "Uh." Mr. Mizanin lost his train of thought. "I read your paper from yesterday." Alex looked away. Mr. Mizanin sat down at his desk and continued talking. "Alex, it was a great paper! You're very talented." Alex looked up and began to smile. He was glad to hear something positive for a change.
"Thanks. I…I gave it my all." Mr. Mizanin nodded his head and smiled. "It's just…" Alex could feel the tears forming in his eyes. His body began to shake. "I just don't understand why. What went wrong? What am I suppose to do? I'm torn, stuck in the middle. I….I…." Tears started to roll down his face.
Mr. Mizanin abruptly got out of his chair and kneeled right next to Alex. He paced his hand on Alex's knee. "Alex, I know what you're feeling. My parents got a divorce when I was 15. I didn't know what to do. Luckily I had the support of my friends and family. I'm here for you, Alex."
Alex rubbed the tears from his eyes and blushed. He was so embarrassed that he broke down. "Thanks, Mr. Mizanin."
"After school you can call me Mike." Alex smiled at Mike's politeness. "Do you know where youre staying tonight?"
"My Mom's. My Dad is getting his apartment together, so I can't stay there for the next few days."
Mike nodded and patted Alex on the back. "How about we cancel today's session? It's Friday after all."
"Thanks, Mike." Alex got up from his chair and swung his bag over his shoulder. He left the class as Mike rubbed his hand over his face. He has so much sympathy for Alex.