Emo Academy (Multi Ship)

2- Sparkly Blazers and Bad Poetry

Brendon

I waltzed down the hallway to see Ryan standing in the doorway of the new teachers room. I stopped for a minute to straighten my gold sparkly blazer. I stretched out my arms to hug him. Ryan scurried away knocking a beaker on the way.
So clumsy but so cute.

"FUCK watch out!" the new teacher, Frank I think, yelled as he ran trying to catch the toppling beaker.
It smashed into a million pieces spilling the liquid into his desk.

"Oh good." he sighed sarcastically.
"I'll help you clean it up," Gerard said. I ship it.
"I'm so sorry...who are you?" Ryan asked Frank in a quizzical tone as he helped us clean up the glass.

'I'm Frank Iero. I'm the new chemistry teacher."
Oh that makes sense.  After what happened with Bob, Billie would have to get some one that looks less intimidating than a tall burly man with a long beard.
"I'm Ryan Ross. English teacher. And that pathetic excuse for a man is Brendon Urie, he teaches drama as you can see he suits that subject down to the ground."
I felt something blossom within me. Fuck he's so beautiful even when he was insulting me.
"And I'm leaving," I said as I slide out winking at Ryan and biting my lip on my way out. 

I waltzed back to my room passing Ryan's on the way placing another rose on his desk.  This one the note was a sweet little poem I wrote:
Roses are red
I have a lot of them
Wanna see my garden
Btw there's a Pokemon gym

The first class came in while I was belting the chorus to Dancing Queen by Abba. Some of the students looked surprised and some (who I had in class before) just went with it.
"feEL THE BEAT FROM THE TAMBOURINE OOHH YEAHH-"
"Brendon could you keep it down a bit? I'm trying to start class. " Tyler, the world religion teacher, said poking his head into the classroom. Tyler's the type of teacher that sits at the lunch table with the students, well not "type" since he actually does that.
"Yah sure sorry Tyler," I said sitting against my desk. He smiled and went back to his classroom.
"Heeelloo class. My names Brendon Urie and I'm your teacher this year. I've been teaching here for a while. I see some familiar faces, hey Shannon glad you're back. So we're gonna go around the room and say our names, I should specify preferred names I don't want to dead name anyone. Let's start with you," I said pointing to the first person on the row of tables.

"Okay class that's all for today. Is anyone in Mr Ross's class next?," I asked rubbing my hands together.  Shelby raised her hand. I grabbed a folder off my desk and handed it to her. " Give it to him for me?"
"Is he going to run down the hall screaming again?" she asked.
"I guess we'll have to see," I said as the bell rung. The students filed out a few of them giving nods of acknowledgement as they left.

Not even 2 minutes later, Ryan came bursting into my classroom. "Hey Mr. Ros-," I started.
"WHY DO YOU THINK ITS SO FUNNY TO HARASS ME LIKE THIS!!" He screamed waving the folder in the air. "REALLY? FUCKING ARRON BURR PICK UP LINES!!!."
"Okay okay Ryan calm down," I tried to put my hands on his shoulders but he pushed me away.
That hurt my feelings a bit.
"HOW CAN I BE CALM WHEN THE TYRANT URIE IS HARAS-"
"RYAN BRENDON CALM DOWN", Ray, the councilor came into the room shuffling the two of us out of the room. "All of you please go to Mr. Joseph's room, and someone go tell Mr. Wentz what's happened," Ray told the perplexed students whom were waiting outside. One student whose name was Mary, hurried away in the direction of Pete's Biology classs.

"How is he even still working here?! This has to be a joke!" Ryan yelled leaning forwards out of his chair. "I'm the best of the best, Ryan. " I said winking.
"And I don't see how he can get away with this bullshit!!" he said opening the folder and pulling out the sheet of paper that was in it.
"I'm a trust fund, baby you can trust me! What the hell!!" he yelled.
"This has to stop okay? Or someone's going to get fired." Ray said folding his arms.
"Fire him!!" Ryan yelled. Does he really hate me? All this is all in good flirty fun. I never mean to go to far, but I somehow always end up doing that.
"Oh come on Ryan you'd miss me." I said leaning forwards.
"UGH!" he yelled getting up and going back to his class.
Ray started at me with a bitchy face until I left and went back to class.

On my way back I felt a slight pang in my chest. Guilt. I'm so childish sometimes. I just want Ryan so badly, so badly it hurts. I want to protect him from anything that can hurt him. But it seems I'm the one that's hurting him the most. I just want him to love me. I just want to be loved. Is that so hard? Is that too much to ask?

I took a little detour before I went back to lessons, the students won't mind. I stopped to peer into Ryan's class, being careful not be seen. I positioned myself so I was hidden by the curtain which hung drably on the door. I peaked in slightly but only an inch so I still couldn't be seen.

There he was. He still had a pissed off aura about him but that was diminishing as he spoke about the subject. He speaks with such a passion. He really loves that subject. This school is honoured to have a teacher as passionate as him.

I watched as he smiled prettily at a student getting a question right. My heart fluttered. He has such a beautiful smile. He just doesn't smile at me. His lips are so plump I want to kiss them. His hair looks so soft I long to run my hands through it. What does it smell like? Probably...books! Yeah that suits him. It was at this moment that I realised, I was in love with Ryan Ross. I'm in deep. Fuck.

I turned on my heel and sauntered back to my lesson, my head fuzzy filled sunshiney thoughts and one face in my mind. As I walked down the hall I swear I could smell book pages but that was probably just my imagination.