Chapter 2: The Blue Eyed Boy

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Tyler's POV

7:30 a.m.

"Wake up sleeping beauty!"

I growl and turn away from the sound, pressing my face into the comfy pillows.

"It's just 15 minutes until your first class. You need to get dressed, grumpy!"
I don't have to open my eyes or even fully wake up to know who it is. This is our ordinary morning routine. Me sleeping in and Caspar, one of my roommates, abruptly waking me up in the last minute.
"Ok, I'm up...", I answer Caspar, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and holding back a yawn as I slowly sit up. "Can you get me something to eat? I'm starving."
"No way, Ty! I have class in like 2 minutes" Caspar says and turn around, walking out the door. I rush to the bathroom and quickly splash my face with some cold water to wake myself up. I run back to my bed to put on my uniform with my toothbrush still in my mouth. I really need to get a hang of this morning thing...

My first class today is Herbology, and of course it's in like five minutes and in the greenhouse on the other side of campus. After realizing this, and in some magical way managing to put on my socks, spit out the toothpaste and tying my tie all at once, I start my spurt through the halls. I take all the shortcuts I can and arrive at the greenhouse just in time, and I spot Marcus, another of my roommates, waving at me from the crowd of students. The teacher is nowhere to be seen and I stand beside him while we in silence wait for the class to begin. After a while we all start to get a little bored and restless and I can hear a conversation take form behind me.

"Yeah, I think it was with the new teacher of defence against the dark art" a girl says and giggle.
"Really? Professor Jones? Isn't he a little bit too old for Mellet?" a guy questions.
"Well, he's the youngest teacher i've ever had..." The girl answers. "and absolutely the sexiest" she adds with a smirk.
"Bad for you he turned out to be gay." The boy answers, nudging her playfully.

Just as I start to get interested in their conversation, sadly Professor Longbottom arrives and starts the class. I mean, don't get me wrong, Professor Longbottom is great, I mean actually really great, but his subject is really exceptionally boring, so after just a couple of minutes my thoughts starts to wander, and for some reason they soon end up at a certain blue eyed boy. Who is he? And why the fudge were he cleaning the trophy cabinet in the middle of the night? I don't think I've seen him before. I would have remember that, right? But there really is something familiar about him... My thoughts gets interrupted by someone poking at my shoulder.

"Have you heard about this kid, Mellet, who slept with the Professor?", Marcus ask and turn to face me. I collect my thoughts and turn to face him.
"No, what's that about?", I ask with a neutral look plastered on my face.
"Well, this kid, I think he's like a year younger than us or something, got kicked out last week for sleeping with professor Jones.", Marcus says. I can see the shine in his eyes caused by the good gossip. "Apparently he got caught trying to sneak in to Jones office at like two a.m. He would have been sent home if it wasn't for the fact that both his parents are traveling and are very close friends with the principal. So thanks to his parents request, and a pretty huge donation some say, he gets to stay at the school grounds as Hagrids trainee or something...

Troye's POV

7:30 a.m.

*RING* *RING*
I squint and turn away from the sound. I know that I have to get up, but I just need a couple more minutes in this comfy bed... But then I remember why I'd set my alarm this early although I'm actually free from work to at least noon, and immediately I'm wide awake. I look over at my clock and realize that I have over 4 hours until Calum has his first lecture, so with a  smile on my face I go to my bathroom to brush my teeth and take a long, steamy shower. The next big problem is the decision of what to wear. I don't want to look like I'm trying to hard, but i don't want to look sloppy either. After a lot of struggling deciding, resulting in all my clothes being scattered all around my cottage, I decide to go with a  simple dark blue jumper and a pair of tight black jeans. I then style my hair a little, just enough to not look sloppy, but not so much it looks like I spend hours on it.

When I'm done I realize that I'm actually in a bit of a hurry if I want any amount of time together with Calum before his first lecture. So I put on my shoes and run through the door heading towards the main building.
I sneak past a couple of teachers and soon I'm in front of the door marked  "Professor C. Jones". With butterflies in my stomach i reach out and knock. He opens almost immediately and the butterflies in my stomach goes crazy.

"Hey..." I say, looking down at my feet.
"Hi, cutie" He answers with a smirk.
"I-I was just wondering if you... If you like.. want to hang out or something....", I stutter, feeling a blush starting to appear on my cheeks. Why is this so fricking hard?! I mean he can fuck me, but god knows I can't even say a word to him without fricking dying of awkwardness...
"Sorry kid, gotta run.", He answers, without even noticing my faced-out state. "I need to talk to Smith before my first class." he adds with a condescending smile. The name cuts like razors through me. Jason Smith, Calums ex boyfriend.
He walks past me and down the hall. Very disappointed I turn around and slowly start to walk back to my cottage. Two hours before my work shift begins... What to do now?

  

A/N

Hey!
This is just a little fill-in chapter for you guys to get to know the whole situation a lil' better. Hope you're enjoying it so far.

It will be a lot of fluff in the future, and I think also some smut...? Idk... Are you guys okay with that? (seriously asking you, I can't decide!)

Once again i've dedicated this chapter to TeamTroye, we literally wrote this chapter together and I'm so thankful for all the help I've received! Ly

Vote, comment and share if you want to... you know,  i wont force you... not even a little...  (but I can tell you that  your life will be sooooo much better if you do... i promise....)

Ok, bye.... Love you guys a lot!

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