Immaculate

Son of a Preacher

Sorry it's a bit short tonight. One of my friends is getting married tomorrow and it's been last minute chaos. :)

Because of the wedding I won't be able to update till Sunday as I'll be shaking my booty on the dancefloor (badly). :)

I do hope you enjoy this, but of a slow mover as usual. There is loads more I wanted to get into today, including the music lesson and a bit of drama with Marie, but my fingers won't move fast enough and I'm tired now. Sunday.

Hope you all have a great weekend. :)

Sang's POV

The chance to talk to Tom came the following day before school. I was sitting at the bench with Gabriel. Nathan and Kota had gone off to Mr Blackbourne's office as soon as we had arrived. North and the others hadn't got here yet, so I was sitting with Gabriel, watching him draw in his sketchbook, talking quietly.

"Hey, Gabriel, Sang." I looked up to see Tom standing the other side of the bench. He looked awkward, as if he wasn't sure of our reaction. I smiled at him as Gabriel looked up and gave him a wide grin.

"Hey, mate, sit with us," he said and indicated the seat. Tom looked relieved and sat down.

"Slumming it with the younger kids, eh?" Gabriel asked but there was no malice in his voice just his usual cheerfulness.

"Everyone has their clicks and I don't seem to fit much into any of them," he said and drew out a book from his bag.

"Yeah, it's tough starting a new school halfway through the year," Gabriel nodded.

"It's your last year, isn't it?" I asked him and he nodded.

"What will you do when you leave here?" Gabriel asked him.

"Go home again." He said it so quickly I knew that he hadn't wanted to move here in the first place.

"My dad's job brought us here," I said, it wasn't strictly true as I now knew, but it had been the only reason we had been given.

"I'm living with my uncle and aunt for the time being," he said and looked down at the physics book he had brought out. "I'm a preacher's son. We're having extensive work done on the house that joins the church. It was easier for me to move out than stay."

Even to my ears his reason for coming up here was flimsy.

"Preacher, eh?" Gabriel snorted. "You religious then?"

Tom shrugged and opened his book up.

"I believe in God, but that doesn't mean I agree with everything spoken from the pulpit," he said quietly.

"Not everything spoken from there comes from God," Gabriel agreed and shut up his drawing pad.

"How do those teachers get on here?" he asked and I resisted looking at Gabriel. Tom's head was down but his eyes were on Gabriel, looking up under his fringe that reminded me strongly of Nathan's hair.

"Which ones?" Gabriel asked casually, even though I knew he knew who he meant.

"Green and Blackbourne, gossip has them living together," he said and drew his finger down the page. I saw the shake in his hands and although it wasn't conclusive, I was inclined to agree that he was gay.

"Ok, they get it in the neck sometimes," Gabriel said. "Mostly gay bashing letters left where they will find them. Couple of kids scrawled stuff on the Doc's white board, childish, ignorance mostly. They just ignore it."

I looked at him, I had no idea that they had received anything like that.

"They're from the school you go to, aren't they?" He indicated Gabriel's badge on his uniform jacket, which today, was covering a bright green sweater over his shirt and tie.