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With a groan, Eddward rolled up out of his bed and walked to his closet. He pulled out an outfit he already arranged days before for him to wear. He laid the clothes on his bed and stalked off to his bathroom. With a thorough brush of his teeth and washing of his face, he was ready. He walked back to his room and put on his clothes; a simply pair of blue jeans and a turtle neck that hugged his body. He grabbed his messenger bag, put on his shoes, and walked to the door.

It was chilly outside so Eddward put on his coat. Locking the door behind him he walked off towards the Path. Eddward noticed that after the meeting with the Dean, there was more of a heavy presence of security. They were everywhere. Not literally everywhere, but there was one always in sight.

He walked past the guard that was stationed at that end of the path. He nodded to the guard and walked on. The path was beautiful at this time of the year. All of the leaves on the trees started to change color, making the sky look like it was ablaze. Some of the leaves had already fallen off of the tree and lettered the ground, making a crunchy noise under Eddward's boots. He hummed to himself. Sympathy he heard at an orchestra once. He tried to distract himself with his humming, but it always failed.

He was exhausted. Physically and mentally. After last night, he didn't know what to think of himself. He believes that he should be ashamed of himself for being attracted to another male, especially Kevin at that. He never had anything against anyone who was homosexual. He just believed that as long as they didn't do anything to him, why should he care what they chose to do. You can't help who you're attracted to right? Eddward thought to himself. All he could think about was Kevin. Kevin this. Kevin that. It was driving him insane, and he didn't know what to do with himself.

He looked up to the sky looking for answers. The only answer he got was that it was going to be a cloudy, cold day. He continued walking, listening to nature. The sounds of the birds were calming to him. He loved the way they sung to each other. Chirp chirp.

Eddward exited the path and headed towards the coffee shop. The employee already had his coffee ready by the time he entered the shop. He paid and left. He loved the way they made his coffee. Not too much sugar and not too much caffeine. Just right. The campus already booming with students heading and getting ready for their classes. All of them seemed so happy. Smiles plastered their faces. Not a worry. That's a wonderful feeling isn't it? Not having to worry about anything. Eddward remembered those days. His days back in the cul-de-sac with his two best friends. Pulling scams all day, having fun. Not a worry. Those were the days, but times have changed now. He was grown, he had a job, and he was doing well for himself.

Eddward finally reached his hall and unlocked the door. The place was dark, as always in the morning. The janitors always turned off all the lights when they were finished cleaning. They didn't even leave the security light on. With all that's going on you would think they would leave the security light on. That's logic for you. Eddward felt his way to his officer, and turned on the lights from there. I'm rarely in my office, come to think of it. That was truth. Eddward was rarely found in his office. If you ever needed him you could find him at his desk in the front of the hall. He believed that he should always be in a palace where his students can always find him. Most people when they walk into the hall they would be able to see him, but if he was in his office you wasn't. So he chooses to always sit out there. Besides he wasn't to found of his office. It was a decent size, but it seemed like he was being secluded from everyone else. He had enough seclusion for one life time.

He walked back out into the hall and set up his computer. He sat there and went over his quiz. Making sense of all the questions that he asked. The test was fairly simple. 20 multiple choice, and one extended response essay. He had faith in his students. He knew that all of his students were able to pass, as long as they've been paying attention in class, and studying.

It was still early in the morning and he wasn't expecting any students until nine. He had nothing to do. All his assignments were graded and entered into grade book. He got up and walked around to kill some time. He decided to pass out his test. He knew exactly how many students were in each of his classes and knew how many test to lie out. He walked up and down the hall arranging the test in a specific order. He knew people loved to look left and right for inspiration, so he decided to skip chairs. No one was able to sit close enough to have the possibility of cheating. Also because there was two versions to the test; but he wouldn't tell anyone that.

He went back down to his desk; still had some time to kill. Not knowing what else to do, he decided to read his book. He didn't have any particular book to read, he just skimmed his history text booked he used for his classes. He already read it five times. But a sixth time couldn't hurt. He skimmed and skimmed and skimmed. He knew every word from the begging of the book to the back. He was deep in thought when he heard the doors to his hall open.

9:00 A.M.

Begging of class. Time really does fly when you are learning. All of his students filed into the hall and took their seats in front of one of the test.

"Good morning." Eddward said, addressing his class. "Today you will be taking a quiz. It consists of 20 multiple choice questions, and one extended response essay. Each question will be worth of five points, and the extended response essay will be worth 100 points; for a total of 200 hundred points. The essay must be written clearly. Neatness counts, as well as grammar. You have the entire class period to take the test. When you are finished you may walk up, hand in your test, and you are welcomed to leave. You may begin." The class nodded and began to work. Eddward sat down at his desk and went through his email. Killing time. He was shocked to receive an email from the Coach.

How's he doing?

-Coach.

Eddward was pleased with the Coach's concern over Kevin. However, he didn't want to think about Kevin now. His mind was scrambled, and his feelings were hay-wired. But he knew he had to be professional when it came to things like this.

Dear Coach,

Mr. Barr is improving miraculously in my class. His grades are improving, as well as his understanding of the topics we discuss in class. He has a quiz today on the Declaration of Independence, and I am positive that he will do just fine. I know that he will pass with much ease.

- Professor Vincent.

After rereading his email, he sent his reply back to the coach. He skimmed through his lest of emails, and opened his portal. He took attendance and watched his class. All of the students were concentrating hard on their test. The hall was so quiet; you could hear the scribbles of their pencils across their papers.

Eddward's laptop made a pinging noise. Alerting him that a new email has arrived. He wasn't shocked that it was the Coach.

I am excited to hear that. I know Kevin will do fine too. He has you later in the evening. He was telling me earlier that he has a test in your class today, and he was confident that he would pass. I told him that he would do just fine, and just to concentrate. I even let him skip out on practice this morning to study for your test. He should feel special.

-Coach

Eddward chuckled to himself. The coach could be ridiculous sometimes.

Dear Coach,

I am pleased that you excused him from practice this morning to study for his test. However, you didn't have to. After all the tutoring sessions we have had. I am confident that he would pass. No reason why he should be skipping out on his extracurricular activities.

- Professor Vincent

Students began to exit the room one by one, handing in their quizzes on their way out. Eddward gladly took the quizzes and piled them on top one another. Once all the students turned in their test and exited the hall he began to grade them. He had nothing else to do, so why not get ahead in the game. The multiple choice was easy. All he had to do was separate the versions of the quizzes, and put them in the machine. He had them answer the multiple choice section of the quiz on a scantron. He then continued to enter his office and enter the correct answers to the questions and feed the machine their scantrons. Getting their results immediately. After he received all the answers on the scantron he went back into the hall and sat to examine them.

The test scores were not bad. They were good. No one scored below a 70% on the multiple choice, which was passing. He was excited that his students were passing, but he wished that some of them could score higher. Ping. Eddward looked back to his laptop to view his emails. He knew exactly who the email was from.

I know. Don't worry he'll make up for the time he misses out on practice. I'll work him extra hard for missing out.

-Coach

Eddward shock his head at his laptop screen. The Coach was something else. He turned back to his work, and began to read through the essays. The extended response essay was a simple question: Describe the purpose, and the meaning of the Declaration of Independence. Many of the essays answered the question, but some of them beat around the bush. He loved reading his students writing, because it gave him a sense of the way they think. It was like being on a personal level with them. Understanding the way they think and process the information, was a critical thing to him.

Time flew by and by. He was so deep in his grading that he barely heard the door to his hall open. He looked up from the quiz that he had in his hand and saw students entering the class. He looked at the clock and was shocked to see that it was time for his last class of the day. Having already passed out the quizzes beforehand, he waited till everyone entered the class and was situated.

His breath caught in his throat as he entered the hall. Kevin Barr. He wore a simple pair of jeans and the football sweater. He had his book bag on his back and his signature red baseball cap on his head. Eddward couldn't remember a time when he saw Kevin without his baseball cap on. Kevin looked lean today, a little tired, probably from all the studying he has done. He looked at Eddward, and walked down the aisle to his seat in the front.

As soon as everybody was in the hall, Eddward made his way to the front of the class. He once again explained the directions of the test, and everybody began.

The sound of pencils flying across papers made Eddward's heartbeat fast. He loved being a teacher, and he loved the way some of his students were enthusiastic about learning. As the students took their test, Eddward went ahead and finished grading everyone else's test. He figured. Why not get ahead in the game while I can? Since Eddward had already finished grading their scantron, all he had to do was read their essays.

Within thirty minutes Eddward finished grading all the other essays, and even entered them into his grade book. With nothing else to do but wait until everyone finished their test, he read his history book, again. One by one, students began to rise from the seats and bring forward their test. Many of them looked confident, while some looked doomed. Only if some of them would study more often. Not before to long everyone turned in their test except one student. Kevin Barr.

Eddward waited patiently at his desk, awaiting Kevin to finish. With it just being them two in the hall, Eddward had nothing else to do but to watch him. Is it weird that I am watching him? No, no, not at all. WHO am I kidding? I look ridiculous. Eddward did everything in his power to look away and to stare at something else. He tried to resume reading his history book, but he knew every word about it by now. No matter how hard he tried, his eyes always reverted back to Kevin.

He was just so amazing

Before, Eddward didn't see anything in Kevin, but now it was different. He loved every part of him. He loved the way his red hair lit up his face, especially his green eyes. The freckles that always sat on his cheeks were just so perfect. Kevin was tall, and that was such a turn on for Eddward. The strong muscles that Kevin had were also a plus. Eddward was in love with Kevin, no point in denying it now.

Kevin stood from his seat. With his test in hand he slowly walked over to Eddward with his eyes glued to his test. He looked unsure of himself, but Eddward has confidence in him. They had so many tutoring sessions together that he knows he would do just fine on the test. Kevin stood in front of Eddward's desk, and slowly looked up from his test. Eddward and Kevin locked eyes for a moment, and Kevin handed in his test.

"Thank you Mr. Barr." Eddward said, taking the test. Kevin nodded, and turned to walk out. He got halfway away from his desk, and turned around.

"Um Eddward?" Kevin said.

"Yes Mr. Barr?"

"Is there any way that you can tell me if I passed the test." Kevin said, trailing off.

"I don't see why not." Eddward said, grabbing all the scantrons off of his desk. "Follow me." He said. Eddward stalked off with Kevin on his heels.

They walked off into Eddward's office where the scantron grading machine was. Kevin was amazed that Eddward had his own office; he just figured that he sat at his desk all day was because he had nowhere to go. Was he wrong? His office wasn't that grad, but it was quiet. Kevin liked quite places because it was capable of secluding him from the world where he needed it the most.

"Nice office you got." Kevin said, breaking the ice.

"Thank you Mr. Barr." Eddward said.

"Kevin." Kevin said noting once again that he would rather prefer Eddward to call him by his first name and not his last.

"Ah yes, yes." Eddward said not paying too much attention. Eddward was standing at the machine typing in what seemed to be the right answers to the test. After a few silent seconds, Eddward laid all the scantrons in the conveyor belt and hit a red button. The machine roared to life and started to suck up the test. It wasn't a loud machine but it made little tick noises here and there, sometimes repeatedly.

"What's that ticking noise it's making?" Kevin asked, leaning over.

"That's the machine making the corrections. For every tick noise you hear, it means someone got an answer wrong." Eddward said bluntly. I feel sorry for the person who got all those tick marks. Kevin thought to himself. I hope it wasn't me.

The machine stopped. Eddward reached over and grabbed the test that came out. He shuffled through the test and stopped at one; Kevin's. Kevin's heart stopped. Silence between them, you could hear Kevin's and Eddward's breath.

"85%, not that bad Kevin you passed. You got 17 out of 20 correct, I'm proud of you!" Eddward exclaimed. He smiled showing all of his white teeth.

"Oh my God thank you so much Eddward! Without you I would have never passed! You are my savior!" Kevin yelled. He reached over and grabbed Eddward into a bear hug. Kevin's massive body over took Eddward's. He held on to him tightly. "Thank you." Kevin said, whispering it into Eddward's ski hat. They stood like that for a moment. Kevin didn't realize how close they were until he looked down at Eddward. Their eyes met.

Eddward turned red; embarrassed. He loved the way Kevin felt against his body, how close they were. He loved the way he smelled, they way he acts, the way he cared. He loved him. But he was afraid of getting hurt. Every time he loved someone he always got hurt in the long run. Would it be the same with Kevin? Does Kevin even feel the same way about me? Eddward thought to himself. They stood there in their warm embrace, making it too much for Eddward to handle, he was losing it. You'll only know if you try...

Eddward leaned his face towards Kevin, making their lips brush.