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This story is a very long work of gay erotic science fiction. There are some scenes of man on man action but it will not be a dominating factor in this story. So if you are looking for something to get off to you might as well turn around now.
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Chapter 14: Walk Away
I was sitting in the principal's office watching the clock tick slowly by. The grungy pastel vertical blinds gave me a partial view into the courtyard. The sun was directly overhead giving me a view I have rarely seen before as I would normally be in class. I guess the reason I am being so reflective is that so much has happened this year that I can hardly believe it. I made friends on the swim team. Hell... I joined the swim team that was amazing enough. Then there was Ian... I try to avoid thinking about him when I could. I was attacked and survived and now I was going to test out of school. So much had happened... everything changed,
I was broken from my reverie as I heard my dad's voice and I was ushered into the side office and was asked to sit down in a chair next to my dad.
"Dustin I have reviewed your test results" the principal said
I really wish he'd get to the point
"You have scored nearly perfect scores in all subjects I don't see any reason why we can't just hand you your diploma, you've already completed your SAT's haven't you?" The principal asked
"Yes sir" I said
"Well I don't see any reason why we can't grant you your diploma early then... though it's highly irregular" the principal said
"Well having my son attacked in the bathroom is highly irregular as well..." My dad barked backed
I smiled a little. It was comforting to know that my dad was always on my side no matter what. His support was so important to me, but at the same time I began to get frustrated because he really didn't understand, and I didn't' want him fighting my battles for me.
"Dad... it's alright" I said trying to defuse what could turn into an intense argument
My dad deflated somewhat and looked at me
"I was wondering something?" I asked
"Yes?" the principal asked
"If I wanted any sort of scholarship in swimming I would have to remain on the team correct?" I asked
"That is correct" the principal said
"So if I took my diploma now, could I remain on the team?" I asked
"No, you would no longer be a student" he replied
"Well what if I remained a student, sort of..." I asked
The principal turned to look at me as did my dad and the both looked at me as if to say `I'm listening' I turned to the principal
"You want me in school so I can earn some medals for the swim team. You also can't have a delinquent running around free for months as it would irritate parents. Having me sit in my current classes is a waste of time... Mr. Driscoll has me correcting papers for his A Block class. Perhaps I could continue doing so. I could use B and C blocks as a study period perhaps studying some College material and the still attend D block gym (the only class I could not test out of). I could remain on the swim team and be allowed to take my lunches to the library during my study block."
"That is an acceptable proposal" the principal said
"Are you sure this is what you want?" my dad asked
I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to go into that place Ian taught me where I became focused and I asked myself if this was what I wanted. I felt a chill pass over me when I did so. I opened my eyes
"Yes"
"All right then, I'll draft the necessary letters to your teachers and perhaps Mr. Driscoll might be willing to draft a syllabus for your study periods" the principal said
"Thank you" I said feeling a weight lift off my shoulders
The principal sat for a minute scribbling a note on a piece of paper then handed it to me
"Take that to Mr. Driscoll and report to him for the rest of the day I guess" he said shrugging me off. I looked at my dad who nodded and said
"I'll be here to get you after practice"
I walked down the halls of the school slowly and watched the lockers pass me by. I heard the noises of the teachers speaking in each class as I walked by. I seemed to be taking in each minute detail I suppose because my heart felt so emotional. I passed the guidance offices and turned down the hall leading to my English class. I stopped in the doorway as Mr. Driscoll was in the middle of his lecture and didn't notice me. Ian was seated in his seat and looked up and looked into my eyes. The rest of the class was so enthralled with the lecture so they didn't notice me as I locked eyes with Ian. There were a thousand things I could say and wanted to say to him but I there was nothing more to say. Pain, joy, sadness, love, hurt... all expressed without words.
Mr. Driscoll noticed me in the doorway and walked over to me and I handed him the letter from the principal and he took a glance at it and pulled me out into the hallway shutting the door behind him.
"So this is true?" he asked me showing me the letter
"I didn't read it" I answered
"It said you tested out of all your classes and it asks if I would be your study advisor for A, B, and C block." He said
"Yes"
"Well I'm not surprised you are probably one of the most studious people I have ever come across. Just one moment..." Mr. Driscoll stepped back into the room
"Class you assignment is to read chapter 12 for next time, expect a quiz... you can use the rest of this period to either read or speak quietly... I am going to be outside with Mr. Farrell here if you need anything you may come out and speak with me."
He came back out pushing his chair and dragging a chair for me and he sat in his chair in the hallway and offered the other chair to me and there I found myself sitting in the hallway speaking to my teacher. It was surreal
"So here we are" Mr. Driscoll said "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both." He said cryptically
"Robert Frost" I said recognizing the poem
"Correct" Mr. Driscoll said "and do you know what the poem is about?"
"It's about a traveler who chooses to take a different path to see where it leads" I answered
"In layman's terms you are correct." He said "it's about trying something different in hopes that it might be more enriching than what the status quo dictates"
"And why are we talking about frost?" I asked
"Because you have chosen the path not taken... whether by choice or fate or orientation (he said emphasizing `orientation') we've come here and now if I am going to be your study advisor for the next 200 hours before Christmas I think I deserve the right to know why."
"Because I felt my classes were a waste of my time" I said
"BULLSHIT!" he snapped back at me
"What?" I glanced at him. He looked pissed off
"Dustin..." he said reverting away from my last name "I became a teacher to enhance and enrich the lives of many young people such as yourself. I will speak candidly and tell you that I know you are gay and that doesn't mean anything to me, I expect you to learn just like everyone else... but I understand kids can be cruel and that you are having trouble adjusting. You can speak to me frankly; tell me what is troubling you... I am here to help you, not bring you down so please do not INSULT my intelligence by lying to me"
I was shocked and I stared at him for a moment before I found my head nodding up and down
"Yes sir"
"And if I am going to be your advisor you can call me Tim, but not while we are in the classroom. You ready to go in?" he asked me
"Yes Tim" I said not really sure if I wanted to go in
"alright then... cheer up it's the last period of the day" he said smiling at me "do you think you'll have time after school to draft this syllabus with me?" he asked
"I got an hour before swim practice" I said
"Good" he opened the door and we went inside
I followed him in to the deafening silence. There was no movement and it hardly felt like anyone was even breathing.
"Class I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Farrell my new advisory student, you will see him and myself together a lot. You may address him as Mr. Farrell or Mr. F when he is in this classroom or with me. You will pay him the proper respect he deserves as he will be grading most of your work." Mr. Driscoll addressed the shell-shocked class including myself
"Say hello" Mr. Driscoll nudged me
"Hi" I said
"well back to work everyone" Mr. Driscoll said leading me to his desk dragging our chairs with us he sat me down next to him and pushed a stack of papers in front of me and said
"Go nuts" then handed me a red pen
As if some deity was laughing at me the very first quiz was Ian's and it was clear he didn't study and I gleefully put a big zero on the top of it.
"No 2 points for putting their name on it?" Mr. Driscoll asked me out loud so the class could hear
"I don't give gifts" I quipped back "I'm not Santa Clause"
There was a collective murmuring amongst the class as I then moved onto the next quiz
Sometime during my correcting the bell finally rang and I looked up and watched the class file out. Ian remained in his seat looking at me. Mr. Driscoll looked at Ian and then at me he gave me a nudge and a re-assuring smile
"I got to go see these brats to the busses, you want to come with me or can you survive five minutes without me?" Tim asked
I looked at Ian
"I can spare five minutes to myself" I said
Tim smiled and walked out of the room very deliberately shutting the door behind him
"Dustin" Ian said looking very sad
"Hey I'm Mr. F now" I said trying to get him to smile
It worked a little but the tears came anyways
"I'm sorry" he said
"No you're not" I said snapping back "and I'll tell you why!"
"Rav..."
"You don't call me that! Not anymore!" I almost yelled "going behind my back with Amanda was probably one of the most awful things you could do, because now not only do I not trust you to cheat, I don't trust your sexuality either. You ripped my heart out Ian!"
"I'm sorry" Ian sobbed trying to hug me but I managed to push him back
"Ian... God do I love you, but you need to know that I cannot be in a relationship with someone who doesn't know who they are. Talk to someone, anyone, just figure this thing out... but until you can comfortably say to me who you are and who you love... well I don't think we should see each other anymore" I choked out the last bit swallowing hard
Ian looked at me sadly and I grabbed a napkin and I leaned over and I wiped the tears out of his eyes.
"Now I am not saying I don't love you and that I wouldn't take you back... but you need to know without a doubt `who' you are... and I'll be here for you... alright?" I said
"Thank you" he said and I allowed him to give me a hug
"I love you" he said
"As I you Ian... when you're ready I'll be here" I said
Ian let go of me and looked at me and gave me THAT smile wiping his eyes he grabbed his backpack and walked out the door.