WilkenDale Academy. {Boy×Boy}

▶ Chapter #4: Pressure.

Chapter #4: Pressure.

This attraction I feel, is more than surreal...It's also a potential threat to every code of ethics I stood by, a ethical dilemma. -Gordan WilkenDale.

Earl huffed in utter disdain. With any luck both buffoons would cease thier immaturity long enough to read the atmosphere drafting about causing him to unconsciously summon brow twitching anxiety, but if it were that easy to call it a quits, then Earl was naive for being a simpleton. As Richie would describe it.

In addition too that, both males began growling at each other, stating how dominate one is in comparison to another. The message couldn't be clearer --For it was just a quarrel that were prone to hit the surface of a over dramatize conflict fueled by speculations and high school bathroom discussions that should've ended long ago. "Listen here you little shit-stain, you better keep those perverse finger's faraway from my precious-"

"Dad, I am not a minor anymore so please don't treat me lik-"

"Nah you listen good geezer, one of these day's soon me and Earl here are gonna have a love-child and you're damn well gonna be proud of it! So stop your bitchin'-"

A vain was on verge of eruption on Gordans forehead, he could never fathom Earl and a mere Jackanapes adopting some poor innocent child or worse hypothetically speaking; Imaging a young Earl WilkenDale with Vadik-Petrov's manners. Like hell!

The son in question interupted his father's mental dysfunction taking place. "You're underage Mr. Vadik-Petrov and dating any employee or student in the academy is strictly prohibited. So if everyone could just relax for one secon-"

Vadik nodded, agreeing with Earl. "See that, Earl is already excited for our future together!" After that unlogical response The androgynous nurse was prepared to throw in the towel, neither of each would listen to reason or agree to disagree even though this conversation should not be happening. Especially on school grounds. They're too stubborn --doing this daily act of rubbing salt into each others wounds.

Earl processed it for a mere moment. Dad is surely still pissed at Vadik-Petrov's stunt he pulled when he was five, I mean honestly Dad... And Vadik is being a sour puss because my dad refuses to give him a blessing for when Vadik comes of age to marry me, where is my say so in all this?!

Nothing would suffice and for them to sink so low as to behave with these shenanigans for over thirteen year's for it to practically become a highlight of WilkenDale Academy no less?! Thier none-to-subtle insults were murmured around the clock, each more obnoxious than the previous.

More often than not Earl would swear they used each other as a stress reliever because to secretly antagonize one another was by now normal, except if some poor new soul of the academy or late enrollment student whom may come from aboard be victimized by thier random display. Admitted some had remarkably decided to stay and prove how sane they could act or so was said in the teacher's lounge a while back.

Like his father for example; Earl felt quite sure Vadik-Petrov were behaving in this manner just to be pulling Gordans emotional chain and to several surprise it was a working progress, it didn't help that Gordon reacts like a father who disapproves his childs life partner. Despite being Co-principle and knowing for goodness sake such an act was intolerable. On the other hand Vadik-Petrov Pallav is a vexious little delinquent by his own right, but knew how to use proper manners just not so long as Gordan and himself occupied the same space for more than a few minutes at a time.