teddybranson:

Teddy just shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. They said it’s the early stages of cancer.” The blonde stood up from his seat, as he finished the pile of papers. “I’m sorry about your mother.” He spoke sincerely, as he put the papers on the desk. He looked at Mr. Hasting for a while, admiring his beautiful features, and grinned. He hoped he wasn’t being to creepy, if Jason looked up, and saw a young childing staring they’d be creeped out. So Teddy stopped, once again Jason spoke again. This time about a happier topic. “That’s awesome. I hope I have a cool, job like you.” He shrugged, being so young Teddy wasn’t sure what he wanted to be, yet.   

Jason really felt for Teddy. It was hard enough for him dealing with the diagnoses of his mother, he couldn’t imagine how it was effecting him. Jason glanced up to see he was now in front of him, he felt Teddy studying him but ignored it and continued to grade. “My job sucks.” Jason said with a laugh without looking up. He finished the last paper and set it off in the stack. Jason looked back up at Teddy. “So,” He muttered awkwardly glancing around the room. “What do you like to do for fun?” He asked plainly finally looking back at him. 

(Source: jasonhasting)

teddybranson:

It was silent and Jason still didn’t say anything. Teddy felt as if he done something wrong, was he going about his crush the wrong way. Did Jason hate him. Teddy was just a freshman, relationships, were something he never had. He was only doing what he seen on TV, just following by example. When Jason opened his mouth, Teddy looked up from his paper. “That’s awesome, so do I. My mom bought it for me. I think this is her way of saying sorry, she can’t be in my life…She’s sick in the hospital, ya know?” The blonde didn’t know why he said so much. Jason didn’t care. He could tell by the way he was acting. Teddy could seduce him further, but he didn’t know how, so he’d stick to asking his awkward questions. “What made you, become a teacher?”

Jason glanced up to Teddy as he reached for the next paper from the stack. “Sorry to hear that about your mom.” He told him sincerely. “My mom is getting pretty sick, too.” He continued moving his eyes back to the papers. Jason’s mom had recently been diagnosed with cancer. He planned on visiting home in a few weeks to visit and check up on her. He listened to Teddy’s question and thought over his answer as he checked the last couple of answers. “Well,” he said shifting the paper into the ‘done’ stack and grabbing another. “I needed a job and they said they’d give it to me.” He shrugged. “What do you wanna do?”

(Source: jasonhasting)

teddybranson:

Teddy smirked to himself, of course he was going to do Mr. Hasting’s homework. He was only one who did it anyways. Half the students thought he was a joke, unlike Teddy. He knew he was serious, with a lack of motivation. If only Teddy could be that guy. Which one day he would be. The blonde grabbed the stack of papers he was told to grade and took it to the first desk, not his usual seat in the back of the classroom. As he went through the papers marking the correct answers, he would always glance over to his teacher, and flash him a goofy grin. “Jason.” Teddy spoke up trying to clear the room filled with an awkward tension. “Tell me a little something about yourself? Not some bullshit, about how you love working in the school. Tell me something only your friends would know.” The question Teddy asked was a bit overboard, but he was trying to get to know his teacher better. He was trying to picture if their love could be. In Teddy’s mind, they were almost already a couple. The time they were spending, now was their first date.

Jason took the remaining stack for himself and started to grade them. It was quiet until Teddy said his name, not Mr. Hasting but Jason. The gesture caught him off guard but he ignored it. He heard his question but he didn’t respond right away. “Um, I play guitar.” He said blandly still not looking up from the papers. “What about you?” He shot back. Jason wasn’t one to let things make him feel uncomfortable, but it was pretty clear this kid was a little weird. He shrugged it off and continued grading.

(Source: jasonhasting)

teddybranson:

Teddy eyes were locked on the teacher sitting at his desk. It was clear to the students he no longer wanted to be there. Every so often, Mr. Hasting would get up and walk around the room. When he would do so, Teddy’s eyes always darted to his ass, checking him out. Having feelings for a guy was a foreign thing to him. The blonde was still trying to convince himself, that girls were what he liked. With Zac, as his best friend, and Mr. Hasting as a teacher being straight was harder to do. There was a writing assignment on the board, and Teddy didn’t want to do it. He’d much rather write Mr. Hasting some sort of love letter. ‘Roses are red, violets are blue, you’re super hot, and I want to fuck you.’ Teddy wrote down on the sheet of paper. The blonde was going to write his name down, on the sheet of paper but decided against it. He wouldn’t want to risk getting into trouble, for his writing. The person who sat in the row in front of him collecting his paper, and passed it up to the person in the front of the row. Like always everyone was gathering their belongings, while Teddy watched. He just sat in his seat, with his eyes once again locked on Mr. Hasting. After what felt like eternity, the bell rang. All the students dismissed themselves from the room except Teddy. “Mr. Hasting,” Teddy said walking up to his desk. “Let me stay behind and help you. This is my last class of the day…” Normally Teddy would stay behind in the library and wait behind for Zac, to finish his classes. But today was different, today Teddy wanted Mr. Hasting more then anything. 

Jason sighed when the bell finally ran. “Don’t forget the homework!” he shouted as the students filed out of the room. He rubbed his hands over his eyes, the day was almost done. Thank God. He glanced back up when he saw one of his students coming toward his desk. “What’s up, Teddy?” Jason asked smoothly trying to seem like he really cared. He was a bit surprised and slightly confused by what Teddy wanted to stay back and help him with. It was a media class, not a math class, it wasn’t like he could help him grade or anything. “Um, sure.” He said forcing a smile trying to think of something for Teddy to help him with. He remembered the stack of quizzes he needed to grade. “I have some quizzes you can help me grade.” He said looking up to him. 

(Source: jasonhasting)

Jason sat behind his desk, attempting to look like he actually gave a shit. He was positive he was failing but he couldn’t seem to give a shit about that, either. Every few minutes he’d stand up and walk around the room to make sure the students weren’t too off task, then end up back at his desk. He opened a new web window on his desktop and started looking up stupid videos on youtube to pass the time. This class was never going to end.