Picture Perfect // One-On-One // CLOSED // PRETTY GAY

The class felt like it went by in seconds for Eli, mainly because he enjoyed it. Soon the bell rang and he was packing up his art supplies and carefully placing them in his bag, art book under his arm.

Class felt it took forever. He'd handed his assignment in and then there was just…nothing. His teacher was the worst, making what could be a really fun subject into something boring.

Luckily that was the last class for the day. Eli headed to his locker, placing all the extra books he didn't need inside.

Damian walked to his locker, taking his time. He didn't really want to go home, since his mother drank all day on Fridays, and his father always seemed to be more abusive on Fridays.