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Re: 'another high school prompt' inspired
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“I’ll meet you there.” Xavier waved Gaspard off without looking at him shortly after the bell rang.
“Bu-”
“Just go.” Xavier cut him off as he stuffed his notebook into his bag and ran off. Gaspard sat confused for a moment before shrugging it off and heading towards his next class. With a lot of sweet talk, he and Xavier had convinced the counselor to change their schedules so that all their classes were together.
Gaspard protested at first but after sometime, it felt nice always having to step in when Xavier got out of hand. He felt as if Xavier and he were just the perfect pair at that moment.
Xavier was like a massive firework factory doused in gasoline. One comment that isn’t a compliment and he ignites setting off an explosion of shrieking insults and nasty remarks that have made so many cry. Gaspard would simply sling his arm around the other’s thin shoulders and pull him away. Within seconds, the flames would extinguish and Xavier would cling onto him as if nothing had happened.
Gaspard sat down farther toward the back and placed his back pack in the seat next to him, glaring at anyone who made any attempt to ask for it’s removal.
The bell rang, Gaspard assumed Xavier would pop in within the next 5 minutes, loving the attention he would get as he’d make his way between the aisle to his seat, all eyes on his self-proclaimed perfection.
So Gaspard waited silently, imagining pens stabbing the teacher in the eye, occasionally getting poked by Pedro or Bob.
But after a while those measly 5 minutes turned into 10 minutes and still the Mr. HBIC was a no show. Gaspard began to worry a bit more after every Xavier free minute. He was taken out of his trance when Pedro leaned forward and whispered into his ear, “Where’s De Rosnay?”
Gaspard began to chew his bottom lip and ponder that very question himself. Xavier had a habit of purposely being a minute late, but a full blown 20? Make that 25 because whose counting? A worried Gaspard of course.
Unfortunately, unable to produce an answer he shrugs his shoulders and begins to chew on his pen which he used to doodle the same teacher being tortured. It was a rather lovely sketch really. Gaspard would have felt some pride had he not been worrying where his bitch was at.
“Text him.” Tommy suggested. Gaspard shook his head. He wouldn’t text back. He felt as if a rock was sitting at the bottom of his stomach. Something was not right.
He decided that enough was enough and raised his hand. The teacher caught it quickly with, “No Gaspard we are not kicking Franck out of the class just because he’s creepy.”
“No Mr. Kavinsky. I need to use the bathroom.”
The man let out an exaggerated sigh that made some students giggle followed by a, “Fine. Goodbye.”
Gaspard grabbed his things and rushed out the door but not before discreetly smacking Sonny Moore upside the head.
Breakdown 2/?
He made it toward the door and pushed it open but stopped abruptly. Was…was that sobbing he was hearing? He leaned closer to the door and heard a few more sniffles before a shaky and soft moan was let out. It sounded a lot like…Xavier?
He finally worked up the nerve to walk into the place but not without the pungent odor of cigarettes crashing against his nostrils. He coughed which must have alerted the cause of all the commotion. The smoke was rising from atop the last stall along with the loud sniffles and snorts.
Gaspard walked toward and briefly leaned in. The wailing immediately started up again loudly, startling Gaspard and causing him to jump back a little bit. Xavier was the only man he knew who could make a scream worse than any banshee, that fact supported by almost anyone at their school who had become victim to Xavier wrath, but this…this was not anger.
Gaspard knocked on the stall door which immediately shushed the wailing.
“Xavier? Is that you?” There was a long silence and then a silence before Gaspard was given a shaky, “uh-huh…”
Gaspard tried to push the door but it was locked, so Gaspard tried to coax him out.
“Xavier, Why are you crying mon choux?” Gaspard heard a deep breath be inhaled before a shrill voice screeched, “I’M NOT A FUCKING CABBAGE! AND I CAN CRY WHENEVER AND AS MUCH AS I WANT! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” And with that Xavier resumed his wailing.
Breakdown 3/?
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” Guy-Manuel immediately jumped latching onto to Thomas. “The fuck was that?” Thomas looked down at the startled senior who shook his head. “I’M NOT A FUCKING CABBAGE! AND I CAN CRY WHENEVER AND AS MUCH AS I WANT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
Thomas protectively wrapped his arms around Guy, “If I’m correct…” Guy looked up as Thomas made his conclusion, “Someone has released and evil spirit that has been trapped in a cabbage and it is now coming to pit revenge against us all!”
“Thomas don’t be stupid. Someone is in-”
“It’s a banshee!” Thomas interrupted. Guy pinched the bridge of his nose then exhaled deeply to calm himself. “There is no way that scream was human.” Thomas was about to continue but Guy pointed to the restroom, “Or…” he quickly cut in, “Someone is in the bathroom crying their eyes out…”
Thomas rubbed his chin and frowned, “No…that doesn’t seem like it…”
Guy, tired of Thomas’s deranged theories, grabbed his boyfriend by the arm and pulled him near the door of the boy’s restroom. They listened closely as they heard a few more sniffles and another voice making lulling noises.
Neither could recognize the voice but listened carefully. After a few seconds, Thomas grew brave enough to crack open the door just a bit and now they were both able to fully hear the conversation.
~~~
Xavier let out another deep sob before Gaspard tried again, “Xavier? Please let me in.” Xavier only continued to let out quivering whimpers. Gaspard decided to try and crawl under the stall door. As he crouched down he noticed all the cigarette butts that had been stubbed out on the floor, some not even halfway done and still releasing smoke.
“Don’t even think about crawling under the door! I’ll bash your fucking brains out if you try!” Gaspard quickly stood up not wanting to test whether the other was bluffing or not. Xavier let out a low wail before Gaspard heard some tissues being ripped out from the role of toilet paper. Xavier blew his nose then threw the tissue at the ground.
Xavier has such a cute nose, Gaspard began to think as he leaned against the door. He pondered for a moment how deep the red would be. It really depends on how upset he is he supposed.
~~~
It’s Xavier?” Guy-Manuel looked at Thomas who didn’t seem surprised, “Told you it was a banshee.” Guy-Manuel punched him in the arm before going back to listening. They heard nothing but sniffles until Thomas felt someone lightly tapping at his back. As if connected by some freakish twin energy, both Thomas and Guy turned to find Joel and his fidgeting little friend Sonny behind them.
“Watcha doing?” Joel cocked his head, which would have been cute if it wasn’t so sarcastic. Before either could answer a loud shriek pierced the air causing Sonny and Joel to latch onto each other.
“Oh…no…” Joel’s face frowned in seriousness. “They’ve released him….”
Guy gave a questioning look, “Released who?”
Joel’s expression turned gravely as the very words came out of his mouth, “…The Cabbage Banshee…”
Guy slapped his face and dragged it down his flesh as Thomas gave Joel a wide-eyes look as if he had found his long lost brother. “It Xavier idiot.” Guy glared at him, daring Joel to respond. And so Joel did. “So it is a banshee…”
Guy-Manuel went back to the door as Joel and Sonny let out snort like giggles in an attempt to contain there laughter. The joy soon stopped however when they started to hear a violent banging against the stall door. Joel leaned in with the others, Sonny still in his arms causing the shorter male to blush.
Breakdown 4/?
“GET.” Bang. “THE FUCK!” Bang. “AWAY!” Bang.
Xavier kept pounding on the door until, with one final and brutal kick, the lock broke and the door swung open. They stared at each other in a long awkward pause. Gaspard had never seen Xavier so…so…wrecked.
His eyes were blood shot, fresh tears still streaming down over the old dried ones. He sat on the close toilet, one legs still raised in shock, a cigarette falling from his lips to the dirty ground floor. Even Xavier was surprised that he had managed to break the lock. His temper tantrum had ceased for a mere moment before
Xavier quickly stood and tried to run out of the stall.
Before he could escape Gaspard rushed forward and blocked the boy’s way.
~~~
“Oh shit. This is the part where the big kiss happens.” Guy turns and jumps at the sight of not only Franck but literally the entire physics class. “The fuck? Where’d you get that from?” Pedro cut in. All eyes where on Franck who twitched but simply answered, “I watch a lot of old movies.”
“Well stop.” Joel scolded.
“What’s wrong with old movies?” Franck asked before Guy shushed the two of them and looked at his watch. “Did all of you ditch?” he looked at everyone cocking a brow. “Teacher let out early. Now shut up, I’m trying to listen!” Bob whispered viciously.
“Okay! Don’t have to get testy now.”
~~~
“Let me through.” Xavier said sternly, expecting Gaspard to, as usual, do as he says. But his time, Gaspard stood his ground and prepared his ears for a screech to end all screeches. Xavier planted his feet firmly on the ground, balled up his fists and screamed, “LET ME THROUGH!”
“No.” One word was all Gaspard realized he would need.
Xavier’s face grew red as more tears made their way down his cheeks. “I said! LET ME FUCKING THOUGH!”
“NO.” One word said so strongly that Xavier’s eyes grew wide with shock. Never had Gaspard ever said no to Xavier. He always, ALWAYS, was given what he wanted, but right now, Gaspard was not having it.
So all Xavier could do was plop himself back onto the toilet and wail again. At first Gaspard was annoyed but soon softened at the sight of Xavier tears and the way he hugged himself and rocked back and forth. Gaspard felt a little guilty, feeling as if he was to blame for this. He pushed those feeling aside and dropped down to his knees, scooting in between Xavier’s legs to wrap his arms around his waist and look up into his friend’s teary eyes.
Breakdown 5/?
“Xavier, since when have I cared about how you look?”
“Are you saying that you’ve lied to me when I ask you how I look in something? All those times you’ve said yes and you actually never cared!?!” Xavier removed his wet hands to look Gaspard in the eye.
“Yes…wait…No! No! That’s not what I mea-”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
~~~
“Ooooo!” Pedro let out a pained noise. “Never tell your boyfriend that you don’t give a shit about what he wears.”
“Especially if your boyfriends a total bitch.” Mehdi chuckled squeezing Pedro’s shoulders for support as he leaned in.
“But they’re not boyfriends? Are they?” Sonny cut in.
“Not yet.” Joel nudged Franck with a wink. “Big kiss time.” Franck muttered. “Now who the fuck said you two could team up and be a freaking comedy duo?” Bob looked at both Joel and Franck.
“Thomas, Do I look fat today?” Everyone turned to Guy-Manuel and then to Thomas as Guy waited for an answer. Thomas kept his eyes on the door hoping that it would magically turn into a hungry monster and swallow him.
“Thomas..?”
~~~
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!” Gaspard grabbed his face, smooshing his sticky cheeks together and forcing Xavier’s fish face to look at him. “You’ve been acting weird for the past week and now this? Come on! You can tell me!” Xavier, unable to turn his squished face, averted his eyes letting out a sniffle. Gaspard’s face went from angry to sympathetic as Xavier’s silence grew.
“Please Xavier…you can tell me…I’m here.” More tears and sniffles escaped and Gaspard felt his heart completely break. He let go of Xavier’s face and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him tight. Xavier kept his arms to his side although he really wanted to hug Gaspard back.
“You wouldn’t get it…” Xavier pulled out a cigarette and fumbled weakly for his lighter.
“Try me.” Gaspard said softly as he picked up the almost empty lighter and lit the cigarette for him.
Xavier inhaled deeply, held it in, letting the pleasant tingle wash over him, before exhaling the smoke. Gaspard looked up in fascination. He looked so tragic, his cheeks wet, black eye lashes matted and shiny with tears, smoking a cigarette so…so brokenly.
“No. I don’t think you’d understa-”
“Xavier don’t start with me.”
“All right already!” One last sniffle before Xavier collected himself and began.
It is a suspenseful moment.
Everyone outside leaned in closer to the point where Guy-Manuel could swear someone who wasn’t Thomas was groping his ass like no tomorrow.
Breakdown 6/?
“Wait-WHAT?” Gaspard had the most confused look on his face.
~~~
“Is he serious?” Joel whispered to Pedro who face palmed himself.
~~~
“What makes you think that Xavier?”
Xavier let out another trembling sob, “Every time I tell anyone the truth they walk away from me! Sob Even when I haven’t spoken to them!” And at that, Xavier covered his face again and let out a few more sobs.
Gaspard was absolutely stupefied by what Xavier had just said. All those times when he had joked behind Xavier back that the half-Asian male was living in his own world…it had actually been happening.
Gaspard’s eye twitched.
“No.” Xavier removed his hands to look at Gaspard, who looked at him sternly. Gaspard rose a little and gently squeezed the others upper arms knowing how much Xavier loved it when he did that. The crying stopped. “That’s not true Xavier. Many people do like you.”
~~~
Sonny wretched himself from Joel arms groaning, “UUUGGGHHHH! He can’t be serious!”
“Sonny shut the fuck up and get back here. My arms are gonna get lonely.”
~~~
“Those people who walk away are just joking with you.” Gaspard falsely assured him. Xavier gave him a look that read “You Idiot.”
“Gaspard, I was joking. That’s not why I am so upset.”
“YOU FUCKING BITCH!”
~~~
Everyone outside let out a deep sigh of relief. “I knew it. Xavier’s grades are too good for him to have actually been that oblivious.” The voice strangely familiar caused all the students to turn to it’s owner, and what they found was Mr. Kavinsky rubbing his chin as if a scientist studying the door, paying no mind to the others.
“Don’t you have some poor student to molest?” Sebastian crosses his arms, cocking his brow at the teacher. “Yes. Yes. I’ll have at you later Sebastian but not right now. I’m trying to listen to this.” Sebastian grew a deep red and opened his mouth to protest but the older man, without looking shushed him with a hand gesture. Sebastian turned back, face red.
~~~
“That’s the problem Gaspard.”
Gaspard calmed down quickly. Xavier took another drag of his cigarette.
“I think…I don’t want to be this way anymore.”
And everyone including Gaspard gasps. Except for Guy who crosses his fingers behind his back.
“You mean a bitch.” Gaspard cocked his head.
“Please stop saying that.” Xavier blew some smoke in his face, which was ironically a very bitch-like move.
Gaspard was used to Xavier doing that so it didn’t bother him anymore.
“But mon choux-”
“I SAID I’M NOT A FUCKING CABBAGE!” Xavier screeched hurting Gaspard ear but he refrained from checking his ear for blood.
“That’s just how you are. I thought being like this makes you happy?” Gaspard gently massaged the skinny boy’s arms, able to feel Xavier shiver at the contact. “Well…yes…but-”
“Then why would you change? I see no one complaining?”
~~~
“Sonny where are you going now?”
“To go kill myself.”
“Get your ass back over here!”
Breakdown 7/?
“Now, what was the real reason you were crying?” Gaspard pet his dark hair trying to remove the tangles Xavier had created with stressful pulls. “S-so… you do care?” Xavier asked shakily. Gaspard studied his face for 5 seconds before finally coming to a huge realization.
“Is that what this was all about?” Gaspard wiped another tear from his eye.
Xavier did nothing but stare at him before averting his gave and nodding his head.
“You’re crying…” Gaspard tried to meet Xavier’s gaze, “because you think that I don’t care about you?” Gaspard was absolutely shocked by this. “Xavier, haven’t I been by your side this whole time?” Xavier kept his eyes off of Gaspard, silent. “Look at me.” Gaspard commanded and Xavier did just so but soon regretted it as it caused him to release more salty tears.
“What the hell made you think I didn’t care?” Gaspard waited for an answer, but still, Xavier refused to give any. Gaspard was about to get angry again but Xavier stopped him short, “Sometimes it seems like you just follow me around because you have nothing better to do.” Xavier sniffed sharply finally looking down at Gaspard who was now more than shocked.
Yes, Gaspard would admit that when he first met Xavier, he just sort of walked around with him and the others because everyone else was just too geeky or had some issue. But after a short while, Xavier had clawed his way into his heart and made himself a little bitch nest there that Gaspard had come to love.
“And sometimes,” Xavier continued, “when I try to talk to you, you don’t say anything back as if you’re trying to tune me out.”
Well, Gaspard had to admit to that too. Sometimes when Xavier was saying something insulting or talking about how much he hated someone for the 50th time that day, Gaspard would just block it out. But when Xavier was saying something meaningful, trying to tutor him in math which Gaspard hated, or saying anything that wasn’t nasty, those moments where they would lie on Gaspard’s or Xavier’s bed and listen to Metallica or disco records, Gaspard gave all his attention to Xavier. He just wasn’t much of a talker.
“Xavier, I love spending time with you and I may not answer back but that doesn’t mean I’m not listening.” Xavier let out a shaky, smoke filled sigh and studied Gaspard’s face before leaning forward, eyes closed, to rest his forehead against Gaspard’s.
The taller of the two was unsure of what to do until Xavier cupped the other’s face and gave him a quick but friendly kiss on his right temple, “I’m sorry I am the way I am…” Xavier lifted himself back up and began to start sniffling again. Then Gaspard made a decision that he knew would change their relationship completely.
Gaspard, scraping up whatever courage he needed to do this, wrapped his arms tightly around Xavier’s waist, pulling him up off the seat. Then without any warning planted his lips up onto Xavier‘s own.
At first Gaspard was pretty sure Xavier was about to claw his eyes out, but he wouldn’t have cared. The feeling of Xavier salty but soft lips against his own chapped ones was worth any pain. Still he was really happy when Xavier threw his arms around his neck and wrapped his skinny legs around his waist kissing back just as passionately.
Breakdown 8/8
~~~
At first, Xavier tried to take control, sliding his tongue across Gaspard’s bottom lip coaxing him open; But Gaspard, deciding not to spoil Xavier, pushed the smaller male into the wall and took immediate control. He sucked on the tip of Xavier’s exposed tongue causing the other to gasp, allowing Gaspard the entrance he desired.
Xavier put up a little battle in a final effort to gain dominance but Gaspard’s gentle squeezing of his hips made him melt in a instant and give in. The other took his time exploring Xavier mouth, sliding it across his almost straight teeth and caressing every inch of the wet cavern he could touch. Xavier moaned and pulled him in tighter, actually enjoying the feeling of being dominated. Xavier tasted a bit salty from the tears but underneath there was hint of mint and something sweet that Gaspard couldn’t figure out but liked.
Gaspard started to run his hands up and down Xavier’s sides, getting whimpers in response. Xavier’s hands had made their way to Gaspard’s curls and began to tug every now and then, scratching gently at the back of his neck making Gaspard shiver.
After a few more minutes of moaning and sloppily devouring each other’s mouths, they broke for air, heavily panting. Gaspard put Xavier down and wiped the remaining tears from his face before patting down his messy hair. “Better?” Gaspard cupped the other’s face looking into those deep brown eyes that he loved so much.
Xavier nodded smiling and Gaspard handed him another scrap of toilet paper. The sound of Xavier blowing his nose would have disgusted anyone else but Gaspard thought it was the cutest noise he had heard in all his life. Xavier finished and threw the wadded tissue to the ground.
Gaspard once again cupped his face and pressed a sweet kiss against the bridge of his nose, lingering his lips for a few seconds before slowly pulling away. Xavier was blushing with his eyes closed, smiling as he slowly opened them to see Gaspard smiling back at him.
Xavier hugged him, whispering “Thank you” softly enough to send shivers down Gaspard’s spine. “Your welcome mon choux.” Gaspard wanted to giggle but the way Xavier was pinching his hand, twisting the skin, warned him not to.
They left the stall, caring not for the mess. Xavier washed his face thoroughly, applied lotion to his skin, and fixed his hair and clothes. He then grasped Gaspard’s hand and started to pull him out of the restroom, but of course not before spritzing them both with some cologne to mask the heavy cigarette odor. Gaspard, feeling that it was not enough, pulled his hand out of Xavier’s and slung his arm around the other’s shoulders, earning a squeak as he pulled him in close.
When they walked out of the restroom they were met with a crowd composed of their classmates and their physics teacher gathered around the door. Gaspard was about to ask what the hell was going on but Xavier cut him off with, “Nice hair Guy. I wasn’t aware the homely look was in.” And with that Xavier was back to himself, sweeping black waves off his shoulder and pulling a smiling Gaspard away.
Everyone just stared at the two as they made a turn down the hall and out of sight, then back to Guy-Manuel.
Guy just stood there staring at the nothingness. Thomas waved a hand in front of Guy’s face, growing nervous as everyone started to slowly back away and then sprint down the hall in an effort to escape another temper tantrum that was most likely soon to take place.
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Sorry for the length. Please don't chop my head off.
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(Anonymous) 2011-07-11 04:05 am (UTC)(link)THANK YOU FOR FILLING MY RIDICULOUS PROMPT!
Re: Breakdown 8/8
(Anonymous) 2011-07-13 08:37 am (UTC)(link)Re: Breakdown 8/8
well done :D
Re: 'another high school prompt' inspired
(Anonymous) 2011-07-08 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)