Chapter 8
A/N: Warning! Rated M for a reason!
The angles α, β, and γ are respectively opposite of the sides a, b, and c... Lukas wrote in a fast-paced cursive in his notes, trying to stay neat and organized. Mr. Wang had announced at the beginning of class that there might be a test the next day, which always meant that there was.
Thubump Thubump Thubump, shook his desk as his pen dragged across his perfectly drawn triangle. Lukas bit his lip in order to not curse out loud. Lukas sighed extremely loudly and began to write on a clean page.
If γ is small, and a and b are almost equal, then an application of the law of cosines leads to a subtraction of almost equal values, which implies a loss of significant digits...
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Lukas brushed his blond hair out of his eyes and began to rub on the cross that he wore around his neck. The cross used to be a hairpiece of his mothers', but she had given it to him for luck when he and his brother had left for the Academy. He brought it to his lips and kissed it, just for good measure.
Lukas started once again on a new sheet of paper, this time using a number two pencil. As Mr. Wang wrote a cosine formula on the smartboard, Lukas's desk shook even harder-squeaking loudly.
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Lukas stared at the board intently until his eyes hazed over and it looked like he was seeing double. The formulas began to melt together as Lukas's desk shook another time.
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Lukas ground his teeth (a nasty habit, really), setting his jaw at odd angles as he grit his molars. How no one else noticed the squeaking noise, Lukas would never know...
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"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" burst out Lukas as he spun around and gave a seething look at the Dane behind him.
Mathias shot a snaggle-toothed grin and a flirty wink at Lukas. His hair was fresh from the bed. It was messy-just like his crumpled uniform he wore. Mathias was one of those kids who needed attention-all day every day. He thrived in the spotlight, easily becoming known as the class clown of the senior grade. And Lukas hardly ever burst out like this, but no one had ever annoyed him as much as the Danish boy did. And the crème de la crop was that Mathias was in every single one of his classes.
Every. Single. One.
"Is there problem, Mr. Bondevik? Mr. Køhler?" The room grew quiet as Mr. Wang tapped his foot impatiently. Lukas stared icily at Mathais, and then turned to look at Mr. Wang with a composed face.
"No sir, I was just overcome with the emotions that came with the learning of cosines." Mr. Wang shook his head and wagged his finger in the air.
"Now, you not get cheeky with me! 'Nother outburst like that, you get detention-right Mr. Køhler?" Mathias nodded and began to write something on his doodle infested 'notes'.
Mr. Wang began to write on the smartboard again, and the rest of the class resumed their note taking.
Lukas retrieved another piece of paper from his backpack and placed it on his desk. He started to draw another triangle on his paper when his desk began to shake again.
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Lukas's pencil snapped in two.
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Natalia loved her big brother very much; so much so, that she decided to climb the extremely convenient tree that had a perfect view of her brother's dorm room...every night.
Natalia always wanted to be with her big brother, especially if it meant they could get married and have little Russian babies together. But Ivan was opposed to this 100%, because one-Natalia was his sister, and two-that's disgusting. (Natalia always thought it was just because he was five years older than her).
Natalia wasn't really related to Ivan, just by adoption. So everything was alright in her mind-she could have sex with her brother and nothing bad would happen-except for getting pregnant (but that wasn't a problem to Natalia either).
So when Natalia went to the usual crook in the tree that served as her chair, she was surprised to see another man in her big brother's room. This was strange, seeing how Ivan had scared away the last three roommates the Academy had arranged for him to share a room with.
The other man looked older, and had a long dark ponytail. Natalia didn't recognize him, but maybe that was because she was too far away. She brought a pair of binoculars to her eyes and gasped at the sight of her math teacher being kissed on the neck by her big brother.
Mr. Wang's eyes rolled back as Ivan roughly licked and nipped at his soft neck. He grasped onto the crisp school uniform as Ivan began to hastily unbutton his white collared shirt.
Both Natalia's big brother and math teacher began to quickly take off their clothes, one item falling after another. Ivan pushed the Asian teacher onto the springy bed and unzipped his trousers. Natalia focused her binoculars on the how tantalizingly slow he moved.
Ivan spoke something to the math teacher that Natalia couldn't hear. Mr. Wang reached for a bottle of sorts that was on the small dresser beside the bed. He squeezed a lotion-like substance into his palm and brought his hand lower...
Ivan's stiff member was revealed. Natalia saw it and gasped. She had only ever seen her big brother's...Natalia almost blacked out at the thought. She had seen it once before, but when she was much younger, and to much of a child to realize the beauty of her brother.
Ivan sauntered over to the bed and hovered over Mr. Wang. He flipped the Asian man over, pushing his face into the pillow. When Ivan entered her math teacher, Natalia became lightheaded. Natalia's fingers strayed beneath her plaid skirt, exploring new places she had only read about in Kateryna's romance novels.
Natalia grew warmer by the minute as her brother hammered relentlessly into the Asian man. Her finger grew slick as her brother covered the teacher's cries as he brutally dominated his entrance.
Natalia thoughts strayed as she imagined it was her, that her brother was entering instead. Her breathing became labored with each thrust of Ivan's.
When Ivan's back spasmed and his muscles flexed under the sheen of sweat, Natalia knew that the very essence of her brother she so desperately wanted was inside someone other than herself.
The two men's bodies pressed together as they breathed in unison. The sweat on their bodies shone under the lamplight. Natalia's breathing became even and she removed her fingers from beneath her stained skirt.
As Natalia shakily claimed down the tree, a thought brushed through her mind. How was she going to buy a new skirt? She shivered, not from the chilly weather, but at the thought of her father.
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Gilbert took a long drag from his crisp joint as he rubbed at the iron cross at his neck. It was late-almost midnight, but Gilbert couldn't sleep. He had had another dream about his mother.
Her white hair, her warm smile, her bright red eyes, and the way she used to twirl her fingers when she was bored. Every little thing he remembered about his mother was in his dream-even the moment when she died.
Gilbert took too big of a drag and sputtered as he tried to drown the memories. He stared at the homework he was supposed to be doing instead. There wasn't a point in even doing it-he had aced every test he had taken-but never did any of the homework.
It was a good thing Antonio was asleep, or else he would see Gilbert at his worst.
Gilbert crawled quietly off of his bed and to his desk where numerous papers were littered amongst used blunt wrappers, coke bottles, and a very brown banana.
Gilbert took out a pen and a (relatively) clean piece of paper and began to write in neat German cursive.
We haven't talked in a while. :)
Did you get into the academy? I hope you did, that way we could finally meet. I mean, if that's alright with you? It would be nice if we could talk face to face for once—we have written to each other for the past three years!
The school's ok, the teachers are fine-except for my uncle-he's a total hard-ass. The cafeteria food isn't that bad either.
...But, I had another one of those dreams...you know...the ones about my mom. It was back when she was wearing that silly bandana around her head-the one with the different birds on it. It was the day before she...died (-I still hate writing that down, let alone saying it).
She had told me that it was about time that I got a girl to bring home, because she had always wanted to see me get married. I told her that there wasn't someone like that yet-and then her face had a big frown on it, one that crumpled her forehead and crinkled her pale nose.
She was a little sad, but then her meds began to kick in and she grasped my hand and told me that I'd meet someone special one day-someone worth the risk, someone who was worth the pain.
I'm sorry if this is too much for you right now, but I needed to let it out, or else it would just stay inside and grow larger until I want to burst.
I still miss her. Every second, every minute, every day.
-A Boy
Gilbert set the pen down and stared out his window through the smoky haze. The stars were always clearer when the weather became cold. A lone star seemed to twinkle the brightest. His mother was up there, he knew it.
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A/N: OMG, I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER!
My life has been kinda hectic (oh, no-another author who wants to spill their guts and feelings)
Nothing drastic-I just got a schedule change and I had a TON of make-up work to do. Dx
I hope you guys understand, and still follow my story :)
Oh, and please review, I like reading what you guys have to say about The First World Academy.