It was three days after Phillip had finally noticed the stranger on the opposite side of the room. He couldn't help but stare, it was like opening his eyes for the first time.
"Sebastian," Mrs. Tegan snapped at the sight of him staring out the window. He pulled himself from the unnecessary nervous breakdown he was about to have, but his pounding heart did not slow, and the deep blush forming on his cheeks was a dead giveaway that he was thinking of something he should not have been thinking of.
"S-Sorry." He stuttered. It wasn't a common occurrence in Sebastian's speech, but the feeling of all the eyes on him was making him unsteady. He hated himself for it, but Phillip thought that it was cute.
"Are you with us?." She cocked a brow, folding her arms over he chest.
"Yeah." Sebastian replied softly, as they watched him for longer than anybody had anticipated. They had forgotten about the boy, as he was now a distant memory in their thoughts.
Mrs. Tegan turned back to the white board, scribbling a a map of Germany that looked more like a boot than anything.
Phillip took his lip between his teeth and an uncontrollable smirk appeared on his lips. There was a miscommunication between his thoughts and reality, as his thoughts told him that Sebastian was a nervous, unstable and vulnerable wreck, but that wasn't the reality of it, and he was to find that out soon enough.
Sebastian's name played over and over in Phillip's mind. Sebastian. He sighed, closed his notebook, as he didn't want anyone to see the drawing that he had been working so hard to perfect.
"Faggot." The whole class heard Drew Tabs cough into his fist, earning more laughs than he should have. Phillip's eyes shot over to Drew, but at the corner of his eye, he could have sworn that there was a smile playing on Sebastian's lips as he breathed steadily. It wasn't that it offended him, because Sebastian was more than used to the comments, but Phillip felt defensive. It wasn't just because he was attracted to Sebastian, but it was the word in general, and the fact that two of the three friends he had in the class were laughing along with the others.
"Drew, take your things to the front office, please." The light laughter died out after that, turning into noisy and immature "oo's". Sebastian stared back out the window and cursed under his breath, as he knew that Drew was popular, and he knew that he and his popular friends liked to beat on the little gay kid. Sebastian knew that this would come back and bite him in the ass, just like it always did. There were questions of why he had ever associated himself with such losers, but he brushed it off, as he had bigger problems to think about, like why Phillip looked so good in simply a white t-shirt, converse, and blue jeans.
"But I-"
"Now." Mrs. Tegan snapped, rubbing her temples as she prepared herself for an argument with the boy. She was tired of the negative comments.
After class, Mrs. Tegan asked Sebastian to stay behind, questioning him about why people would say such things to him, and was sent to the office to speak with the vice principal about it, after shrugging and telling her that "homophobia usually comes when one is scared of their own homosexual tendencies."
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Sebastian went to bed that night with prescribed pills in his system and the thought of what Tyler felt in the last moments of his life, whereas Phillip didn't sleep at all. He spent the rest of the night trying to draw the image of Sebastian perfectly, but he just couldn't seem to get it right. It was his OCD that had kept him up and his ADD that kept him from finishing.
