Envy

The cafeteria of TD Academy was buzzing with activity. It was Friday and it was dinnertime, which meant a lot of the boys had plans with their girlfriends that evening.

Chris sat at a table and poked at his lasagna with an annoyed expression while Duncan sat next to him and dug his pocketknife into the table.

It goes without saying that everyone avoided these junior's table like the plague.

"Shio hates skirts ya know," Chris looked at the punk in confusion but Duncan's gaze was focused across the room as his knuckles turned white around his knife which was so far buried in the table, it could have stood on its own.

"He does?" the older boy decided to indulge Duncan's ranting.

"Yeah, calls them an overused Asian stereotype."

"Hmm," Chris grunted tiredly, his eyes following Duncan's gaze.

"So, why is he over there clinging to Bennet?" Duncan's voice turned into a growl. Chris would've smirked if he hadn't been in such a bad mood himself.

Across the room, at another table, sat Chris' roommate Horatio and Scott, laughing at some joke the Asian was telling while also trying to feed the blonde a brownie. And Scott was indeed wearing a skirt. No one knew what had triggered this clothing change but suddenly, on Monday of this week, the blonde had replaced his tan slacks with a red and blue plaid skirt.

And he hadn't gotten in trouble. Chris had the sneaking suspicion that it was because Dean Sauvé had a creepy crush on Scott. And the blonde did have nice legs.

Not that Chris had been looking or anything. Scott was just asking for attention and Chris wasn't going to give it to him. No way.

…Damn, they looked smooth.

His expression darkened and he stabbed his lasagna with his fork.

"Why do you care what Shio does? He can flirt with whoever he likes," Chris shrugged uncaringly though he was secretly planning on gluing Lucy to the ceiling of their dorm.

"I guess, but why Bennet? He's totally too girly for Shi," blue eyes rolled and Chris nodded.

"Yeah, too girly," his eyes darted to Scott when the blonde giggled and licked brownie crumbs off Shio's finger. The poor lasagna never stood a chance as Chris' fork stabbed it so hard, sauce flew over the table.

"You okay dude?" Duncan finally looked at Chris and the older boy shrugged again.

"M'fine," he muttered, watching Shio kiss Scott's cheek. Duncan wrenched his knife out of the table and didn't even notice the chunk of wood stuck to the end.

"Something wrong Dunk?"

Blue eyes darkened, "Nah, nothin',"

They both went back to eating their dinners.

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For those who don't remember, Lucy is the name of Horatio's fedora.