The rest of the day passed pretty much as expected. Whenever Tommy could harass Jason, he took advantage of the opportunity. Sometimes it was overtly staring at the Red Ranger, other times he would make comments when no one could overhear him. Jason was absolutely miserable. The day could not end fast enough.

The most bizarre episode came during the last class of the day. Math class was all that stood between Jason and freedom from this hell. Trying to avoid the Green Ranger had been a stressful chess game but there was no avoiding him this time. Ever the smart ass, Tommy made sure to snag a desk next to Jason's, practically shoving another student to the floor to get it. The kid stared up Tommy and decided getting smart with him would not be in his best interest.

When the Red Ranger jumped up to move seats, he realized there weren't any more empty ones; he was stuck sitting next to his rapist. He sat back down trying to suppress the shudder that went through him and made his legs feel like jelly. Tommy grinned at Jason's obvious discomfort. He leaned over towards his prey and whispered, "I can't wait to play with you again. Maybe after school?"

Jason glared at him and said nothing. Look's like we're fighting again today. Great.

"Hey Jase! What's going on, man? Haven't seen you at football practice lately," a teen with dark sandy hair and bright blue eyes called to Jason from the back of the room.

"Hey Kevin. I've had a lot going on at home but I'm doing good," Jason answered.

"Yeah well we've got a game coming up soon. Against Stone Canyon. Think you'll be up for it?"

"I don't know, man. We'll see." Football was the last thing Jason wanted to worry about.

At that moment, the teacher walked in and started the day's lecture. Turning back around, the Red Ranger caught a glimpse of Tommy out of the corner of his eye. The Green Ranger was turned to the side fully facing Jason, not the teacher. His face was enraged; green flashed in his eyes and he looked like he was about to say something.

What the hell is that about?

Jason tried to ignore him sitting there like that but it was just spooky. He couldn't imagine what could possibly have gotten into him. Who the hell cares? Anger sparked in his chest and he turned his head to look at Tommy.

Tommy remained as he was, not even pretending to be paying attention to the class. His arms were folded across his chest and every now and then his eyes slid to Kevin. Luckily, Kevin was aware of none of this. Abruptly, Tommy swung around to face the front of the room. Jason saw him rip a sheet of notebook paper out and start furiously scribbling on it.

I'm not taking it this time. I won't read anymore of his notes. I'm not playing this game.

The Green Ranger violently folded up the paper and shoved it at Jason, who turned slightly away and refused to acknowledge it. Tommy rattle the paper impatiently. The Red Ranger put his head in his hand and pretended to be absorbed in the lecture. He figured he'd pay for this later on the battle field but didn't care.

Zack was sitting on Jason's left side and noticed the whole ordeal. Leaning around Jason, he glared at Tommy and mouthed Fuck Off! A low growl was emitted from the Green Ranger and without warning he got up so fast and so hard his desk almost tipped over. Jason reflexively started cowering away and caught himself.

"Mr. Oliver, what's this about?" the teacher stopped lecturing and turned to scold Tommy.

"Fuck this shit! I'm out!" The Green Ranger thundered out of the room amid the stunned silence of the class.

"Mr. Scott, do you know what's going on here?"

"No Mr. Alexander. Sorry."

Mr. Alexander walked quickly to the door and into the hall to find out where his troubled student went.

"Jason, what happened?" Zack whispered.

"I wouldn't take some note he was trying to give me. Probably just cussing me out and threatening me, I guess." Jason wouldn't look Zack in the eye. He was doodling geometric shapes on his notepaper.

"Maybe he won't be back in school now." Zack added hopefully.

"I can guarantee we'll see him this afternoon." Jason said flatly, continuing his drawing.

"Jason..."

"Drop it, Zack," he interrupted, finally looking his friend in the face. "Please."

"We're all really worried about you."

"Now isn't the time or place anyways, Zack." Jason looked pointedly around the classroom.

Mr. Alexander came back into the room, still clearly flustered by Tommy's outburst.

"Well everyone, I believe Mr. Oliver has left the building and Mr. Kaplan is aware of the situation. Now where were we?"

The knot that was sitting in Jason's chest eased as he enjoyed Tommy's absence. He still had no idea what had drawn the Green Ranger's ire. When the bell rang signaling the end of the school day, Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

He moved quickly to his locker, ready to put this day behind him. There was still a situation ahead of him but this time he'd be facing Tommy morphed and with his friends. Spinning the combination, he started thinking of his friends. Should he tell them what had happened? What would they think of him? They knew something was wrong and he hated that he was worrying them so.

When Jason pulled his locker door open, a wrinkled up piece of paper fluttered to the ground. His curiosity was really piqued now. What had caused the Green Ranger to flip his shit? He picked it up and opened it.

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING TO? YOU ARE MINE! I SHOULD CUT YOUR GODDAMN TONGUE OUT, YOU FUCKING LITTLE WHORE! WHY DON'T YOU JUST BEND OVER FOR HIM IN FRONT OF ME?!

Underneath this missive, scribbled hastily as an afterthought:

YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR DISRESPECT WTH BLOOD, RED RANGER!

Jason's brow furrowed. The Green Ranger sounded like a possessive boyfriend. As bad as the rape was, the fact that Tommy was obviously getting obsessed with him was worse. Did he somehow think they were an item? Surely not. After Tommy had threatened him at the Youth Center with breaking his legs, he didn't think he'd be happy with anyone even assuming they were together like that. The Green Ranger was one big homophobe, go figure.

Jason hurriedly folded the note and added it to the other one in his pocket. He planned to burn them so no one would ever see them. At that moment his communicator beeped.

I guess its show time...