As the high school freshman chemistry teacher droned on endlessly about elements and properties Theodore looked over at Alan who sat in the back of the class near the window but further away from the rest of them in the classroom. Before Alan had used to sit in the front with him but now his chair they wouldn't allow there anymore because the teacher , Mr. Reynolds, claimed it blocked the door and was a fire hindrance. Theodore had tried to argue against it but Alan had just made him stop.
( " You're just making it worse, Theodore. It's bad enough everyone sees the damn chair before they see me. " )
Alan was looking out of the window instead of taking notes or even writing whatever it was on his laptop that he refused to show Theodore. He was looking at the track field outside in the distance and the expression of anguish upon his attractive face made Theodore's heart break inside his sweater vested , button down shirted , bow tie wearing chest.
Alan turned his head towards Theodore's direction slightly and upon seeing his boyfriend staring at him he thinned his lips sadly and looked down at the desk in front of him.
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Richie looked over at Lewis's empty chair in their history class and felt rage brewing inside his body. It was bad enough that Lewis stopped dating him. Then the stupid old boomer judge took him out of the house for some dumb reason. Now he might be dying. Tears filled his eyes as he lowered his head.
Sol glanced over at him from his own desk. He leaned forward and whispered," Hey , Richie, man , you ok? "
Richie avoided his concerned eyes and shrugged.
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As English class let out Zora Mayfield stomped over to Alfred who sat in the swivel chair behind his desk next to his walker "Stan".
" Yes , Zora? ," he asked with lines of deep fatigue lining his worn face. One of his arms appeared to be floppier than normal. " May I help you? "
Zora pouted. " Why did you give me a D on my essay? "
Alfred said firmly," Because I didn't think it was your very best work. You're a very bright student but you need to learn to apply yourself better. "
Zora snapped arrogantly," What are you talking about? That essay was perfect ! I even had Chat GPT help me with it ! I want a better grade or I'll tell my daddy ! "
Alfred sighed. " No. If you want a better grade I advise you to do better work. Your own work. Using Chat GPT and AI is not acceptable especially here at Barrington Academy. I will accept a rewrite of the essay for another grade though. "
Zora narrowed her eyes and pursed her mouth at him. " You stupid stupid little man ! You'll pay for this. Just wait and see ! "
Then , as he sat in increasing pain and fatigue, the thirteen year old girl raced from the classroom.
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON 15
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about the disabled math genius and former professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their assorted family , friends and enemies in the Washington D.C. Metropolitan area. Diverse. Mult...
