law 101 (malum au)

prologue

calum was awaken by two sounds. one, his roommate and best mate screaming for him to wake up. and two, the marimba of his alarm clock. he would rather not be woken by either of the two. he would rather be asleep at 6am, but he knows he has to go to his morning classes, then to work.

"calum!! wake up or you're gonna make me late and i can't have barbara on my arse again because you're too lazy to do what you're supposed to!" luke yelled, too close to his face.

calum rolled over, facing the wall. he mumbled something that was along the lines of "i'll be up in a minute" but luke knew that was a white lie, so he took it upon himself to wake the tanner boy up. he pulled the covers off, pulling the boy off next.

grumbling, calum rolled himself to the bathroom, knowing he didn't have enough time to shower, but he began to strip down anyways. the warm shower would wake him up, as it does every morning when he'd rather die than wake up.

quickly showering and washing his hair (and maybe wanking a bit), he wrapped a towel around his waist and brushed his teeth quickly, but well.

"mate! come on its already 6:30 and i have to be at barbara's in 40 minutes," Luke complained as calum walked to his closet.

throwing his towel off and on his boxers, he chuckled because luke was so worried that his boss would fire him, but both boys knew that the sweet 78 year old would probably give him a promotion. but, calum had to be at work in 30 minutes as well, and his boss isn't as lenient, so he threw on his khaki color skinny jeans and his red polo shirt, quickly clipping on his name tag that said "calum :D".

"okay okay i'm ready mate, but i could have driven myself, y'know?" he said, raising an eyebrow at luke. he quickly slipped his feet into his black vans. he would prefer something more interesting but, as luke would say, "it's work, not a fashion show" but calum would rather much enjoy a fashion show, because work was not his thing.

"it's raining, and i know for a fact that you're not a good driver when it rains, so let's go." luke said, walking out the door.

calum grabbed his phone, wallet, keys, and a breakfast bar before jogging after the 6 foot boy.

(skip to right before luke drops him off)

calum hopped out of the truck and didn't expect to see his law 101 professor getting out of his car. cal blushed at the sight of him and turned to say goodbye to luke, who had already pulled off. shrugging, calum walked into the store and clocked in at exactly 7:00. Smiling proudly, he walked to his register, register 7.

"one pack of malboro cigs, please," a raspy voice said. calum hummed in acknowledgement and turned to grab the pack of cigarettes.

"and your total is $4.28," calum said, looking up at the customer.

"professor clifford?" he asked. the 22 year old certainly didn't expect to see his professor this early, especially not buying cigarettes.

"ah, calum. good morning, didn't know you worked here," the older man said, pulling a $5 from his wallet.

calum giggled, but coughed to cover it up. the older man noticed, and chucked as he handed him the cash.

"sadly, i do. target isn't the most ideal place, but it pays the bills," he said, handing him his change, " $.72 is your change, have a good day professor clifford."

"keep the change, calum. and do me a favor, while we're off campus, call me michael. professor makes me sound old." michael said, and walked out of the store with his cigs.

calum smiled to himself. michael michael michael. he felt himself tingle inside. he told himself,

"quit it, hood, that's so gay"