The Med-Student X The Teacher(Boyxboy)

Rumors(Doesn't that sound familiar XD)

Jace POV

"Hey, everybody! How were your spring breaks?" I ask enthusiastically, leaning back on the front of my desk looking at my students. It's my first class, first period of the day. There are a collection of replies, some 'Greats', 'Fun', and a few 'Bads'. "I glad to hear that so many of you had a great time. Sad, to hear the bads. If you want to or need to talk you can always come to me." I say. I try to be there for my students, because I know how much a helping hand can help. I also remember how bad high school can be without a someone, and even with someone.

"We know Mr. Wolf. You tell us all the time." Someone, I think Cedrick, yells out. I chuckle.

"I know. I'm just making sure." I tell them smiling. "So, then anyone want to share their week with everyone? I'd love to hear about them for a bit before we start." I ask and several hands go up. Some went to Florida, the Bahamas, and others just stayed home.

"What'd you do Mr. Wolf?" Jason yells out from the back.

"Oh, I just stayed at home." I reply vaguely.

"Alone?" A girl asks. I glance to the side.

"Um. . . Yeah." I say, hopefully convincingly.

"Lier! Did you spend time with your girlfriend?" Lucas asks. The whole class is convinced that I have a girlfriend, which kind of makes it easier to deny.

"No! I don't have a girlfriend!" I tell them truthfully. I have a boyfriend. "Now, time to get to actual classwork." They groan. "We're going to be going over poetry for the next few weeks." More groans, but I see a few heads perk up and eyes brighten with interest. "It's not as painful as you think. I'll be there to hold your hand through the hard parts." I tease earning a few laughs. The rest of class goes smoothly. I go through my normal routine, not knowing the fire that was spreading between the passing periods.

It's my second to last class when I notice something. There is a rapid conversation going on in my class that turns into a hush whisper and stares when I enter at the bell.

"Good afternoon everyone. How were your breaks?" I ask. I am answered by stares and more whispers. This is my rowdiest class, just back from lunch. I try to smile through it and quell my mini-panic. "Calm down, calm down. Don't be so excited." I try teasing hoping they'll laugh or something. One thing I've learned is that it's better to joke and make people smile when you are in front of them. It's takes some of the pressure of the stares when they are smiling. They keep staring.

"Is it true?!" Someone yells breaking the silence that was crawling under my skin. They glance back at the person, Eric I believe, and then a whisper picks up again. It dies when I start to talk.

"Is what true?" I ask trying to remain calm under their piercing stares. I feel like I'm in an autopsy and I'm the body.

"The rumor about you!" They yell out. My heart skips a beat. Rumor?

"R. . .Rumor. . .about me?" I stutter forcing my body to move to my podium. They don't answer and start whispering. I wait, but nothing. I do the only thing that I can think off, I teach. "Um, okay. Putting that aside, um, the next few weeks we'll be going over poetry." I continue on talking about relatively the same thing as I did in the other classes. I move around trying to calm myself down. If I freeze up it'll make it worse. Teaching helps, but it still eats at the back of my head. What rumor? What's wrong? Why are they looking at me like that? Calm down. It's probably a stupid rumor like the one about me having a girlfriend. Don't freak out. Somehow I get through the class and everyone rushes out stealing glances at me and whispering. I sit in my chair trying to calm. A few students come in for my last class, they stare at me too whispering to each other. I think it'll be the same with no one talking to me, but Sarah goes up to me upon entering the class and setting her stuff down.

"Is it true?" She asks her eyes piercing me and digging under my skin.

"The rumor?" I ask trying to keep my voice steady.

"Yes." She states plainly and steadily.

"i don't know. What is the rumor. No one will tell me." I state forcing my eyes to make contact with her. I notice that the room is quiet and most of the class is here, staring.

"You haven't seen?" She asks her face unreadable.

"No and I don't think this is the time to discuss it." I try to sound normal as I stand.

"I think you'll think other wise." She says.

"Sarah plea–"

"People think you're gay!" She rushes out and I swear everyone is holding their breath. Mine is stuck in my throat. Remain calm. Remain calm. Remain calm.

"W. . .Why would they think that?!" I choke out.

"Because of the picture that is going around school." She explains quickly. Picture?

"What picture? What is it of? And why does it make you think I'm. . .gay?" I ask trying to remain calm.

"I can show you. May I get my phone out?" She ask her hand already going to her pocket.

"Yes." My throat is dry as she pulls out her phone and taps some things. She holds it out to me. I take it and against my will my hand is shaking. She glances at my hand, but says nothing. My heart stops and my blood runs cold. The picture is kind of dark illuminated by the flash. There are two figures standing in front of the passenger side of the car. One is taller than the other with short blond hair, facing away, hands holding the others head. The other is shorter with black hair. They are kissing. They are both males. The flash from our date last week wasn't a car's headlights, it was a camera. . .

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A/N:

Another chapter! Up only a few days after the last! Wahoo! I don't have to apologize for being late! *fist pumps the air* I told you conflict would be coming soon. I am feeling so inspired to write right now. That means I may or may not have the next chapter up in a few days. I've had this typed up for a few days, but I like to space them out so I have time to write ahead while you eat up the latest chapter. I'm gonna get typing the next chapter, but you won't see it for another few days(about a five) if I finish it now.