CHAPTER SIXTEEN: breaking up is really, really hard to do

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"Eric! Pay attention," Xavier scolded the other, huffing when the other had stared at him, not replying. "Seriously, why did you ask me to tutor you of you never pay attention."

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"Xavier!" Jason yelled when seeing the blond-haired boy.

"No!" Eric whisper-yelled, moving to clamp a hand over the other's mouth.

"Relax, he's at the top in our grade," Jason reasoned.

"Yea, but-" Eric started.

Jason smiled as Xavier approached the two. "Hey, Jason," Xavier says, confused to be called over by Jason Marsden.

"You tutor, right?" Jason asked, a knowing smile planted on his face.

"Yeah. You looking for a tutor? Depending on the subjects, I can tutor you at the same time I am as I do Eric," Xavier replied.

Jason opened his mouth to speak, stopping as he slowly turned to Eric. "You already are being tutored by him?" Jason took the book from Eric's hands, hitting him. "How are you still messing up?"

Xavier looks at the two, confused. "How is he messing up? Okay, stop hitting him," Xavier swiped the book from Jason's hands.  "What's wrong, Eric?"

Eric brought his arms down, letting them fall to his side instead of keeping them up to block the hits by Jason.

"He needs you to tutor him," Jason says, shooting a look at Eric.

"I already do that?" Xavier says, now confused by the other. This is why he didn't talk to Jason. He was always so confusing. He would say things like they had a second meaning, acting surprised when Xavier didn't get at whatever he was hinting at.

"Yeah, but you know how he is. He doesn't even know who Leonardo da Vinci is! Called him a 'Raven-haired beauty." Jason says.

"Really? Leonard De Vinci?" Xavier questioned, sounding surprised.  "I don't know," Xavier stepped forward, looking at the picture that Jason had opened up to. "Not really my type. I mean, aside from him being dead, I like shorter hair. Or at least, shorter hair than his. Kinda like yours," Xavier looks up at Eric, panicking slightly, worried for his reaction. "Or your's," Xavier said, to Jason this time.

Jason's eyes widen in surprise, face turning red. Xavier was confused by the reaction, looking over to Eric, only to see him glaring daggers at Jason.

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"Are you serious?" Jason slapped Eric's arm. "He lives right across from you! And tutors you?"

"Stop hitting me! And keep it down, he's coming over later," Eric ordered.

Jason laughed. "Why does it matter?"

"Because he doesn't know."

"He doesn't know? He doesn't know?" Jason repeated, louder. "How can he not know? Everyone knows!"

"Shh," Eric says loudly, shoving Jason. "You have to be quite-" he stopped as he opened the door his parents, Cory, Morgan and a blond-haired girl sat at the dinning room table.

Xavier knocked on the back door, a book-bag slung over his shoulder. "Eric,  you have to actually pay attention during the lessons."

Jason crossed his arms, smiling. "What does he normally do?"

"He doesn't pay attention. He just stares," Xavier informed. Jason gives a hum, confusing Xavier. "You are so odd."

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Although out the study lesson, Jason kept saying things as if it had a second meaning. 

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Jason had dropped into the seat next to Xavier, smiling. "So, do you and Eric hang out a lot?"

"Sometimes. Mostly study lessons," Xavier tells him. "Or, I'll take him out to a few places. So we're not always in the house."

"Oh, you take him out?" Jason smiled.

Xavier furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah. Anyway, where is he?" He looked around. "He's nor-"

"Jason!" Eric yelled, running into the class. His eyes widen at the sight, ignoring the lecturing teacher. He quickly took the seat next to Xavier, glaring at Jason.

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