Broken Glass and Smoke Filled Rooms (Grahamscott)

Chapter 3

Warren yawns and rolls over, slowly waking up. He shakes his head and sits up, sleepily rubbing his eyes. He looks around and blinks realizing he's still in Nathan's room. Warren sighs and gets up before looking for his clothes finding them folded by the door. He smiles lightly and puts then on. Then he grabs his phone to check the time, 5 no one will be up at this hour. He sighs in relief before taking one last glance around the room.
Noticing the absence of the other boy he frowns. How early did he get up? Warren shrugs and leaves heading back to his dorm. Upon entering he changes into clean clothes before grabbing his bathroom supplies and heading to the bathroom. He walks humming lightly to him self as he enters the bathroom. Warren processed in putting in his contacts followed by brushing his teeth and hair. As he does his mind wonders. Mainly to a certain blue eyed, light brown haired boy.
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Nathan sat on the hood of his truck watching the sunrise as the cold morning air nipped at his exposed skin. With his ear buds in he listens to calming whale songs. He sighs gently staring at the brightening sky. All the colors are so beautiful, Nathan wishes he could take a photo. With a shrug he grabbed his phone, pauses the songs and pulls up his camera. His phone camera is almost as good as his monochromatic camera, but it works better for color photo. His monochromatic camera would never do this view justice.
Nathan smiles gently as he takes a few photos. Then he opens his gallery and goes though them finding the one that looks the best. Once he finds it he deletes the rest. He flips thought the rest of the 6 photos on his camera roll. The one right after the sunrise is one of Warren sleeping. Yeah Nathan knows that creepy, but Warren just looked so fucking cute and it calmed Nathan for some reason. He smiles gently staring at the photo before clicking and holding on it, making to his background. Good thing Nathan is the only one ever on this phone, he's not sure how he could explain having Warren sleeping in his bed with out revealing that they're fucking.
He shakes his head and turns off his phone setting it beside him before laying back on the hood of his truck. It's so peaceful right now, too early in the morning for any of the terrible things in Arcadia Bay to be stirring. Nathan wishes he could stay here forever but he doesn't have that choice. His life isn't his to control, he's just a pawn for his family to use for their own good. He sighs, why does this have to be his life and why can't he break free.
Nathan continues to ponder this until his phone goes off, informing him that he has his first class of the day in 30 mins. He groans and sits up before grabbing his phone and turning off the alarm. Then he gets in his truck and starts it before heading back to the school.
Good thing about Thursday is he only has 2 classes, poetry at 7 am and science at 6 pm, bad news they both last 2 hours. He shakes his head, collage sucks but it's better then what ever his father will have planed for him when he graduates.
He parks at school and grans his bag before getting out and heading to his class. Luckily he actually enjoys poetry and his teacher, Mister James, actually enjoys having Nathan in his class and adores Nathan's dark and morbid poems. He has to be one of Nathan's favorite teachers. Also helps that he's hot.
Nathan enters the class room and sees Warren talking to James. He blinks, what? Warren doesn't even have a poetry class, why is he talking to the poetry teacher? James spots Nathan and smiles "Good morning Nathan"
Nathan nods in return as he takes his seat. James returns to his conversation with Warren. Nathan takes out his stuff and leans back 10 mind to go. As he waits his eyes dift to Warren. He stares trying to figure out way he's talking to James. Then it hit him. WARREN HAS A CRUSH ON JAMES. Nathan frowns and shifts his eyes to James and glares. Bastard trying to steal his man......not that Warren was his. But Nathan had dibs.
Then the bell rang, Warren left and class began.
-time skip-
The moment that class was over Nathan got out his phone and texted Warren.
9:01 N- hey nerd do you have a crush on the poetry teacher?
Nathan isn't the best at be sutal that's for sure
(YAY LONGER CHAPTER. Thatnkyou for read and I hope you enjoy. Also side note this is the 3rd week of school and I won't be wrighting their classes unless I see needed. Love you all and bye bye)