Chapter Two
His alarm woke him up at about 6:30 in the morning, making it obvious that today would be another boring school day.
Kevin slowly got out of bed, hating every minute of it, and headed to the bathroom to get his morning routine done and out of the way. He never did have a lot of things he needed to do in the morning, but he still never liked doing them because it meant that he had to actually get up. He definitely was not a morning person, At least it's Friday though.
After his lovely bathroom time was done and after he had reluctantly accepted the fact that he was going to school today, he headed back to his room to get dressed
When everything was said and done he grabbed his backpack, keys, and his motorcycle helmet so that he could, regrettably, make his way to school. But as he was driving he kept having the same thought, I know I was supposed to do something today, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was.
Even when he made it to school he still couldn't grasp what he had forgotten, It's right on the tip of my tongue but I just can't reach it.
Kevin went through his first two classes stuck on the topic of his missing memory, and it didn't seem like it was going to come back to him any time soon.
His third class of the day wasn't a very exciting one, I mean it was a history class for god's sake. But it was the only class he shared with Double D this semester, well aside from lunch that is, so it had its strong points. On his way to class he had a thought, I feel like and getting closer, but how.
As he entered the classroom he noticed that one, he was one of the last students to come to class, and two, even though the class hadn't started yet, Double D was already scribbling down notes from the blackboard. He's already working hard to pay attention. Honestly, what a dork. They shared a quick moment of eye contact when Double D could feel that someone was staring at him, and when their eyes met, they smiled.
Kevin made his way over to his desk, which was behind and to the left of Double D's seat. He sat down with a sigh, But he's damn cute I'll give him that. I hope I don't freak him out or scare him off when I ask him for help after school today, the last thing I want is for him to start avoiding me. Kevin paused for a moment and had to refrain from smashing his head against his desk, I remember now. Honestly how could I forget that? I'm such an idiot.
Kevin was so lost in his thoughts and inner turmoil that he didn't even realize the class had come to a close. That is of course until the bell rang.
Kevin packed up his backpack and turned in his homework. He looked around the room once more to see if he could catch another glimpse of Double D before he left.
What surprised him was that the person he was searching for was looking back at him. With another smile, Double D gave a small wave before making his way to leave the classroom.
With a smirk Kevin thought, I can totally do this.
For some reason, the dork's smiles always left him breathless, even if it was only a passing glance. That little gapped tooth smile always made him feel like everything was going to be okay.
Before Double D made it out the door, Kevin noticed the, still not completely healed from Monday, bruise on Double D's cheek, Dammit.
When Kevin saw the bruise on Tuesday morning, he confronted double D about it. He wanted to know who could leave a bruise on Double D's perfect porcelain skin, but he never told Kevin who did it. He only said that he angered a jock by accidentally bumping into him in the hallway after school.
However, Double D was a terrible liar, his panicked state was more than enough for proof. Knowing that Double D was lying, or at least half lying, only made Kevin all the more persistent to get answers. He just wanted to protect the little dork.
Kevin could honestly say that they had become friends over the years, and that was something he was perfectly okay with. Aside from wanting to protect him, he didn't want to freak the dork out by all of a sudden hitting on him. However, having Double D as his tutor will be a perfect chance to get some alone time with the little dork, and possible become a little closer in the process. Maybe this study section is a good idea after all.
Kevin laughed at himself, Man… I have it bad don't I?
He looked up at the clock in the classroom and quickly turned in his homework before he left, making his way to his fourth period class. "Alright, just one more class before lunch and then three more after that until I can go home," he said to himself.
With a small chuckle Kevin thought, So just five more periods until I can … pop the question so to speak. At least he had found some determination to continue this long Friday day.
His fourth period class went by in a snap, although I suppose it helped that Kevin wasn't actually thinking about his class at all.
Now he just had to make it through lunch with his amazing, yet insanely nosy, friends.
Kevin walked over to his group's lunch table, and when he says group he means the 'popular people', which mainly consisted of the football team and its cheerleaders. He sat down in between his two best friends, Nazz and Nat, the only two people that knew about his… preferences for a certain gapped-tooth dork. He just wasn't comfortable telling people that he had a thing for Double D yet. However, if they asked him about his sexuality he would gladly tell them that he was bi, he could care less about that. But he didn't know what their reaction would be if he told them that he liked Double D, he didn't what them to hurt his little dork.
Kevin said his hellos to both of his best friends and a few of his teammates. He generally ignores and tries to avoid the cheerleaders, well except for Nazz of course, because they always have a knack for annoying the hell out of him. They constantly wanted to hang all over him, and it never stopped. He knows that they're just trying to get his attention, but the only thing they're doing is adding to his aggravation.
Once all the hellos were done Nazz, Nat, and Kevin went up to go get their lunch. But before they were able to get in line, Kevin pulled both of them aside and told them his predicament and his solution.
Nat looked at Kevin with a smirk and said, "You sly dog. You're going to ask him the one thing he can't refuse and then go in for the kill aren't you."
Kevin pinched the bridge of his nose, "No dude. I like him and I wanna spend time with him but I really do need a tutor right now."
Nazz looked at him and rolled her eyes, "Oh please, there are plenty of other people that can tutor you, you don't need the genius. You just chose him because he's your favorite."
Nat only added fuel to the fire, "Come on man, you've liked him for like a year now, this is totally unlike you."
Kevin glared at them but then sighed, "Look, I don't wanna scare him off okay, so he is just gonna be my tutor for right now." And with that, he walked away to go get his lunch
Nazz and Nat both looked at each other with a knowing smile.
"Man, he really has it bad doesn't he?"
"Yeah. He just needs to man up and tell the double dork."
After a short pause Nazz let out a mischievous smirk, "Kevin won't last a week before he slips up."
"Ten bucks says two weeks."
They shook on it, "It's a bet then."
Once everybody made it back to their table, lunch passed by with relative peace. And he even got to steal a few glances at Double D without anybody noticing, well except for Nazz and Nat. They always somehow managed to catch him and tease mercilessly him for it. But all to soon, lunch was over and everybody headed off to their next class of the day.
Needless to say, the rest of Kevin's day was pretty uneventful. His classes were boring, and the only thing he could think about was how his nervousness kept growing as the day progressed.
When the last bell of the day rang, signifying the end of school, Kevin knew that he shouldn't be this nervous. Come on man, you're asking him to help you study, it's as simple as that, Kevin thought to himself. He didn't know why he was this nervous. Hell, he wasn't even close to being this nervous when he had asked Nazz out, and she was his first real relationship.
After stopping at his locker, he packed his bag and headed out to the student parking lot. He made his way over to his motorcycle, put his helmet on, and drove home.
He pulled into his garage and looked across the street at Double D's house, His car is not in his driveway. I guess I have some time to kill.
Kevin knew that Double D sometimes helped staff members after school finish their work. Usually he helped his teachers, the nurses, or the librarians, but occasionally there was an oddball request added to the mixture. The dork just never takes a break does he? Kevin thought to himself.
He parked his motorcycle, took off his helmet, and made his way inside, Double D will probably be home around four, but I can always be a creeper and watch his house from my window. He was ashamed to admit it but on more than one occasion he found himself looking out his bedroom window at the dork's house, hoping to see Double D somewhere in his home.
When he got to his bedroom he kicked off his shoes and threw his backpack on the floor next to his desk. If he were to sit at his desk and turn to the right about 90°, he'd be looking straight out his window. It was quite convenient for people watching, or in his case, dork watching.
He sat down and turned on his laptop, which was a birthday present that was given to him two years ago. He looked at the time his laptop displayed and saw that it was about 3:20. Well, he knew for damn certain that he wasn't going to do his homework tonight, not when he had the whole weekend to do it. So he decided to explore the interwebs while he waited for Double D to come home.
The time seemed to move by at an agonizingly slow pace for Kevin, but as the old saying goes, a watched pot never boils.
It was 4:18 when Kevin noticed Double D's car pulling into his driveway, I'll start to head over at 4:30, that way it'll give him some time to get settled in. As more agonizingly slow time passed Kevin decided to finally think about what he was going to say to Double D. It wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. He decided to go with the short, sweet, and to the point version rather than the rambling forever like an idiot version.
Kevin looked at his laptops clock one last time and it read 4:33 and took a deep breath, Here we go. Kevin close his laptop and stood from his chair. On his way to the door he passed in front of a full-length mirror that was attached to his closet. He got a quick look at himself before exiting his bedroom.
He was wearing a black leather jacket that he forgot to take off when he got home, and a simple green T-shirt underneath it. He was also wearing some dark denim jeans with a pair of red Converse sneakers, and let's not forget his signature red baseball hat. All in all, his clothes were simple yet nice.
Once he left his bedroom he nervously thought to himself, It'll be easy, like ripping of a Band-Aid. Once it's done, it will be over with.
He made his way downstairs and headed towards the front door, Once it's done, everything will be set in motion.
As Kevin left his house he wondered for the first time if Double D would except or deny his request for help. Kevin knew that the little dork was always willing to help someone, and they had been friend for a while now, but they have only ever worked on class projects together. They had never really hung out together outside of doing school projects, so would Double D really be okay with tutoring him. If he said yes then Kevin would be over the moon with joy, but if he said no… Kevin would have to find another tutor that wouldn't be nearly as cute as Double D. He really didn't want to mess this up.
His thoughts took him all the way to Double D's doorstop, "Well it's now or never." Kevin rang the doorbell and waited for what felt like an eternity for Double D to answer the door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath hoping to relax himself a little bit, but when he heard the twist of a doorknob, his eyes shot open. Kevin's emerald green eyes were met with a pair of, all-too-familiar, sky blue eyes looking at him curiously.
Those eyes, those beautiful sky blue eyes. The kindness in his eyes draw you in while the softness they held made it impossible to look away.
The entire day of trying to calm his nerves was wasted in that one brief moment. Why did his nerves have to hit him like a ton of bricks now of all times. His heart felt like it was going to explode, Who am I kidding, this isn't going to be easy at all.
A/N I just wanted to say that I will be using Nat as a character in this story. No matter how awesome he may be, I do not own him. That right belongs to C2ndy2c1d. Thank you for reading and if you feel like there is anything I can improve upon, I'm all ears!