"There isn't anything he wouldn't do to protect her." ** Trigger Warnings- •self harm •drinking •talk of smoking •homophobic slurs •death •heart attack •hospitals •car accidents •body image issues •smut •dirty talk •coming out struggles •bullying •yelling •fighting •crying •talk of tattoos •talk of piercings •talk of cutting •talk of scars and possibly more. Please don't read if any of this is triggering.

Mitch is a student at Martin High and Scott is his Choir teacher. Mitch's life is perfect. He has a dad that he visites at least twice a month, a sister, and one last very important thing ........... Mitch is dating his choir teacher.

"Hello students my name is Mr.Hoying and I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year"

*FIRST BOOK IN DIFFERENT SERIES* Being abandoned for being different makes you wonder why you couldn't be like everyone else. It makes you wonder why you couldn't be normal.

"You're here because you can't sleep. Or won't let yourself eat. Maybe voices speak to you sometimes. Maybe... You don't know what's wrong. Whatever the reason, whatever the cause... You belong here. I suggest you get comfortable." (A Pentatonix + mental illness AU)

Scott Hoying, Mitch Grassi, Kirstin Maldonado, Avi Kaplan, and Kevin Olusola are just normal teenagers at a private high school. Minus the normal part. None of them are close to normal. They are all in different social groups, Scott is a gamer. Mitch is a rebel. Kirstin is a diva. Avi is a teacher's pet. And Kevin is an athletic. When put together as an experiment, will they clash, or become best of friends?

Mitch Grassi is poor. Everyone just tosses him aside and makes no big deal out of him, and to top it all off, he lives in the streets. When in an alley one night, he meets a man names Scott Hoying. Scott seems to be the only person who cares about Mitch. How will meeting Scott benefit Mitch, especially since they have big secrets they don't want the other to know...

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"Police! Open up!" I yell, banging again. I steel myself as this time I hear the locks click-clunk and see the door pull back slowly to reveal a half-naked blond bear of a man, who fucking towers over me. He's standing, blocking the doorway, with a frying pan in one hand and an aerosol can in the other. His face is flushed, his chest heaving with exertion, eyes wide with adrenaline, and his bare torso is glistening with sweat. He adjusts the grip on the pan and I see the muscles of that arm ripple underneath the monochrome sleeve that adorns it. Shit. Why the fuck did I not call for back up? (Aka the failed one shot. From the ship that sails itself.) Some content is mature. Caution advised, but specific trigger warnings will be given where appropriate. Note: AWOOGA is used to label the dirrrrrrty chapters.

Mitch drinks too much the night before and can't remember when he said to Scott...little did he know what he admitted would change his life forever.