Ok guys and gals. In all honesty, some of the first scene's dialogue is loosely from a movie called "The Curiosity of Chance" but not the actions or the seductiveness. If you haven't scene the movie then you really should. Chance and Danny share a great act for wittiness which is why I just had to use this. Ok then ENJOY!

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Danny did his best to avoid making eye contact with the bully as he passed him and went inside the building, to no avail.

"Queer."Danny cringed at the word. He turned on his heels and faced his tormentor.

"Oh Dash, don't feel the need to announce your sexual persuasion for my benefit."

Dash, annoyance apparent, gripped the brunet by the shoulders and slammed him against some nearby lockers forcing the owners of said lockers to scram.

"What exactly did you just call me, Fentonia?"

"Wow Dash," pain coursed through his left shoulder wing," I knew you were dumb but not this dumb."

Slam! Pain shot through his back, making the bruises he received from Skulker a week earlier seem brand new.

"Don't talk back to me Fentonia," Dash brought his face down to level with Danny's ear and whispered in a mocking tone "Does that boyfriend of yours like that big mouth you got? I hear queers like big mouths. Is it true?" Danny could feel the grin on the jocks face just as he could feel his own face redden and the jocks finger nails digging into his shoulders.

"I don't know Dash, you tell me." Ouch bad call. The blond jabbed his knee into the smaller boys gut.

Dash's face was an angry shade of red and his left eyebrow was twitching, which was never a good sign.

" I know you're a queer, Fenton. I can smell the stench on you. That disgusting stench only a queer can have." The raven's heart tightened a little at that. Geez Dash, you really know how to hit a guy where it hurts. But the brunet didn't let his heartache stop him.

"Which begs the question: What where you sniffing to pick up the scent? Their jockstraps?" Danny nodded over to the direction of the jock's friends. This seemed to really set the older teen off if the way he grabbed Danny by the neck and led him down the hall was any indication.

As soon as they reached Danny's own locker Dash stared at the boy firmly, hand still on his neck pulling a few strands of hair, and said ,"Now Fenton are you gonna get your queer ass in there or do I have to force it in?"

Danny knew it was best to comply but the bell rang and he also knew that he didn't like being called a queer and certainly did not like to be yelled at by Lancer for being late. Danny mustered up his courage and sauntered over to him. The brunet's chest hardly a centimeter from the blond's. He imitated Dash's movement and placed his face right next to the jock's ear. He knew Dash wouldn't have time to react, probably didn't even know how to react to the closeness.

"Well Dash," He whispered, his voice husky,seductive and breath tickling the other's ear. Dash gulped involuntarily."I'm sure you would enjoy nothing more than shoving me into a cold, dark locker but I'd rather you not because you see" Danny gently played with the Blond's football jersey's collar ,"we don't all get pleasure out of touching another boy's body..". Danny backed away just enough so he could look Dash in the eye. His hand moved down from the collar and began drawing circles on the shocked boys chest. Dash watched intently, not knowing what was going on or why he was liking it so much. Finally Danny stopped the circles and pushed Dash away, looking at him with an indifferent face, a facade. "Like you, Dash."

He walked away from a stunned Dash. "You better hurry if you don't want to be late."

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Oh my god! Danny thought, now sitting in his desk in Lancer's new English 12 class. How many classes can one guy teach?I can't believe I just did that!Warren would be so proud. And Dash's face...priceless! Danny glanced in Dash's direction with an involuntary grin. The blond had arrived late but provided Lancer with a lame excuse about how he was working out and lost track of time. Unsurprisingly Lancer ate it up and even praised him. Dash turned in time to catch sight of a smirking brunet turn back to his Hamlet book. He couldn't even begin to understand what had happened an hour early in the hallway. Or how and when the pale, awkward dork he'd bullied since Freshman year had become so..so..hot. Wait no, not hot. A guy can't think another guy is hot. That's just wrong. Right? He had become...different. Yeah that was it different. In a really hot way. In a really intimidating, really exciting way. What? No. Dash buried his head in his own book.

"Mr. Baxter!" Dash bolted straight up and stood,"Yes sir?" "Would you mind explaining the complex relationship between Hamlet and his stepfather Polonius?" Dash shifted uncomfortably at the stares he was receiving, "Um.." "Seeing as how you feel you know enough about Hamlet to sleep through it." Before Dash could even try to respond he heard a familiar voice from behind. " Excuse me Mr. Lancer.I think you meant Claudius. You see Polonius is Ophelia and Leartes' father." Lancer looked down at his copy and flipped through a few pages. "You are correct Mr. Fenton. My apologies." Dash turned to look at Danny.

"Which I would like to ask about. Polonius I mean." Lancer looked at the boy appraisingly, seeming to have forgotten to who the question was originally directed at."Continue Daniel." "Well," Danny spoke confidently,"I understand that Polonius is a selfish father, with him using his daughter's uncertainties to obtain information and all, but couldn't he also be considered a good father for trying to remove the bad influence he thinks is Hamlet from her life?". "Very good Mr. Fenton. I'm impressed. However the relationship between Polonius and his children isn't very important in preparation for our essay final. But I applaud you taking interest in this play. You may sit now."

When Lancer had gone back to the front of the class and begun explaining the next chapter Dash sat and turned to Danny who seemed completely enthralled in the new subject.

The bell signaling the end of class rang and the students flowed out of the classroom save for a dorky halfa and a confused jock. "Mr. Fenton and Mr. Baxter I would like to have a word with you two if you don't mind." Danny and Dash shared a curious look before walking up to Lancer's desk.

"Mr. Baxter I hate to say it but your grades in this class are less than satisfactory and you know what that means regarding sports right?" Dash nodded slightly, "Yes sir." Lancer gave the boy a sympathetic smile before turning to Danny. "And you Daniel. Well, your grades in this class are surprisingly very good." Surprisingly? the brunet thought. "I think I have a fairly good solution for our little dilemma." 'Oh no' thought the teens. "I think that it would be a very good idea to have you Daniel tutor Dashiell here." His name is Dashiell? "At least until after the final essay. What do you think?" Disapproval was clear on both boys' faces but Lancer gave them no time to decline.

"It will count towards your final Mr. Fenton. If Dash passes you will get an extra 20 points, if he fails I will deduct 20 points." There was no way possible in Danny's mind that Dash could pass the final.

"But Mr. Lancer it isn-"

"Fair? I know Mr. Fenton but neither is our star quarterback having to be taken out of the the big game next Friday because he can't pass a essay final."

" Mr. Lancer I CAN pass the final by myself. There's no need to get Danny involved."

"I would like to believe you Mr. Baxter but your previous grades make it incredibly difficult to do so. I'm sorry but the decision is final, no pun intended."

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" I officially hate you." Now in the hallway Danny stormed away from the jock who felt compelled to follow.

"Why? It wasn't my choice to team up with a loser like you!"

"Well it wasn't my choice to shove a whole five weeks of knowledge into a brainless jock's head like yours!"

Dash took hold of the brunet's arm " What did you call me?"

"Are we going to start this again? Ouch...that hurts!... Let go!" Danny yanked his arm out of the blond's death-grip.

Dash pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress his anger. He had to be the mature one. "Ok, sorry. Look we're stuck working together-"

"Sadly." Restrain yourself Dash. you can always beat him up later.

"Yeah well anyways we might as well make the best of this." It was hard to not find the way Danny pouted angrily adorable.

"Fine."

"Good. I have practice today so I'll take you home tomorrow and we can study there."

"I can't tomorrow."

"Why?"

"I'm meeting Warren tomorrow after school."

"Who's Warren?"

"My big mouth loving boyfriend" Rage filled Dash for reasons unknown to him.

"Who names a guy Warren? It such a stupid name." Danny rolled his eyes.

"Who names a guy Dashiell?" Dash's face turned an amusing shade of pink.

"Cancel."

"Excuse me?"

"Cancel your 'date' with Warren." The name came out of his mouth like venom.

"Not gonna happen. In case you haven't noticed I like spending time with him more than i do with you." A strange feeling filled Dash to the core. A painful feeling which he couldn't quite place.

"Do you really want me to tell Lancer that you aren't taking this tutoring thing seriously?" Danny checked Dash for any sign of humor. There was none.

"Fine. Tomorrow after school."

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Warren laid on the monkey bars, now devoid of all children as was the rest of the park, his legs dangling. Danny sat crouched on the ground below drawing Dash's distorted face in the sand.

"So you have to tutor him. Big deal. I thought you would enjoy spending some alone time with your lover boy."

"He's not my lover boy."

"oh, my bad. Your sweetheart."

"Ren! It's not funny."

Warren flipped over so he was now on his stomach and looking down at Danny.

"I know D but it's really not that bad of a thing. You've had a crush on the guy since freshman year right?"

"Well Yeah but-"

"Then isn't it about time you two got somewhere? This could be the perfect opportunity."

Danny laid down on his back, legs bent, hands behind his head.

"What do you mean?"

"Well think about it. You and him alone in a room for hours, probably sitting close together, plenty of time to talk things over, for things to happen. You getting where I"m goin?"

"Yeah but he's such an ass."

"But he's your ass." A smile spread on Danny's face, reflected on Warren's.

"Yeah."

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Ok guys, that's it for this chapter.

Dash: "Wait, that's it? We don't get to see what happens."

Me: "Well not yet. But you will in the next chapter."

Dash: "I have to wait?"

Danny: "What are you so impatient about Dash?"

Warren: "Yeah Dash?"

Dash: "..."

Paulina: "We didn't even show up in this chapter."

Kwan: "Yeah!"

Me: "Well I-I wanted to inclu-"

Matt: "Yeah me neither!"

Danny: "Who are you?"

Matt: "Oh..(receives angry look from me) wait. Uh sorry. Bye!" (Flees)

Kwan: "Who was that?"

Me: "Um he's not important yet"

Dash: "Will he be?"

Me: "Uh well, Oh look a rabid squirrel!" (Flees)

Danny: "I have a bad feeling about this"

Dash: " Me too."

Danny:"...Dashiell."

Dash: "SHUT UP!"