Ineffable (boyxboy)

Ebullience

A/N: ebullience, noun, the quality of being full of energy and cheerful, bubbling enthusiasm. Above we have Matthias. Who would you rather date?

Zavier's Point of View:

What have I agreed to?! Tutoring not only the hottest, but also, without a doubt, the most popular boy at school?! Why didn't I think this through? He probably won't want to be seen with me, which means I'll have to arrange a time to meet over the weekend or early evening... oh, Allah... was I out of my mind when I offered? Apparently so, because I'd never have the courage to talk to him so boldly otherwise.

Anyway, we have a supply teacher during maths, so I sit in the far left corner of the classroom on my own - I'm not really one to socialise, and I enjoy being alone. Unfortunately for me, someone has other plans.

"Hey, can I borrow this chair?" a voice asks. I look up. Matthias. I glance away, remembering my previous deal and nod. He smiles. "Thanks. Oh, by the way, when are we going to do this tutoring business?" he asks, an almost mischievous tone to his voice.

I roll my eyes, "Why the tone?"

"No reason." he says and sit down on the chair, legs spread out to accommodate the back of it. "So, were you serious?" he asks.

I nod, immediately regretting it.

"How's... two on Saturday?" he asks.

"That sounds good." I say. "Your place or mine?"

He thinks, "What's better for you?"

"Yours? My mother and father don't usually let me have friends round unless they know them." I say.

"Let me get to know them then!" he grins. "Yours then, it's settled." he says and skips off happily. I watch him, slightly bewildered at the way he made the plans best suit him, and then sigh, going to class.

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Matthias's Point of View:

Saturday! Finally! I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to today. Biology! Biology is very interesting. The science behind how someone can be as attractive as Zavier is interests me greatly. Also, I get to spend the whole day with him which is a bonus! I hardly ever catch him at school unless he finds me first.

I wake up at ten, shower and get dressed - a pair of blue skinny jeans, a pearl white shirt with a blue checkered button down, unbuttoned, so it's like a jacket, and a pair of black Vans. I top it off with a black beanie and smile at myself in the mirror before checking the time. Eleven thirty, which means I'll be there for twelve. It doesn't make a difference, right? I mean, two and twelve both start with a 'tw'. I tell my mum that I'm leaving, and then use Google Maps to find my way to Zavier's house, which, admittedly, I've checked a few times before, but I don't want to embarrass myself by knocking on the wrong door.

I stand in front of the door of the average-sized house and take a breath to collect myself before knocking. I wait a few moments and hear running though the house with a child-like cry of 'I'll get it' before the door opens to reveal a girl, around the age of nine, followed by a boy that looks the same age, both with brown hair and Zavier's grey eyes. They look up at me with curiosity.

"Hi." I say and smile, crouching slightly so that I'm the same height as them. "I'm one of Zavier's friends. I don't know if he's mentioned me but I'm Matthias."

They look at each other and then me before the boy scampers into the house, calling for his mother. A curvy woman with ginger hair and dark brown eyes, around the age of fourty or so, appears at the door, wearing an apron. "Hello." she says, staring at me, nothing about her suggesting unfriendliness, but at the same time, nothing suggesting welcome.