"Mr. Knox, wait!"

Ambrose froze as he dropped the keys to his car. Cursing the fact that he didn't leave faster to avoid being harassed by the student body.

"I'm leaving-" He muttered as he leant over to pick up his keys only to get turned around and pinned to his car the moment he straightened up. French cursings falling past his lips as he dropped his stupid keys again.

Much to his surprise, he was actually being man handled by another student. And looking into a pair of light brown eyes, he realized it was one of his own.

"Ms. Green, excuse me, what-"

"Mr. Knox I need extra credit." She immediately cut him off. Her large brown eyes held a bit more intensity than Ambrose was prepared for. Wait, was she eye level? Did girls even get this tall in highschool-

"W-What?" He muttered. "Extra credit?"

"I'm failing." She frowned. Pulling away finally so that she could cross her arms over her chest. Now that Ambrose was out of the danger zone, he gave a breath of relief.

"Oh... You don't need to be so abrasive about it. I thought I was about to get mugged." He dusted himself off with a scowl.

"I'm sorry... They do tell me I'm pretty direct." She said cheerfully, not a trace of real remorse in her face as Ambrose's scowl reverted back into his usual tired expression.

"I haven't noticed anything wrong with your grade before- Amber?"

"Amber-Linn. Yes." She nodded her head of sandy brown hair. Large smile on her face. He noticed she was quite pretty. She was probably a cheerleader with that height too.

"What do you have in my class?"

"I have 65. I failed the last two quizzes." She said sheepishly. Oh yeah, the quizzes. He totally fucked those up. But the rest of the class seemed fine with it. Half of them guessed their way into pretty decent grades.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. He wasn't in the mood to help out anybody at the moment. He was more so hoping to take a nap at home before calling Aaron to see what he was up to.

She had a freckles on the tip of her nose he couldn't help but look at. It was weird. But it brought Aaron back into his head again. And maybe even in thought, he felt him twist his arm for not doing his job and helping her out.

"How about tommorow, you have me right before your lunch right?" He had free time then.

"Oh! Yes, perfect!" She smiled even wider. She had a weird name too now that he thought about it. Amber-Linn Green-

"Thank you, Mr. Knox." She said simply, finally satisfied with what she's done leaning down to pick up the keys she's made him drop twice, pulling his hand and placing them in his palm. Her touch lingering a bit longer than he liked.

"See you tommorow." She hummed. Skipping along and away as Ambrose just thanked God it was over.

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The kiss was a lot angrier than either of them intended, but they where both pissed off at the world. Just for different reasons.

Ambrose kissed him hard. Hands running up the boy's shirt as he held onto him tightly. Hopping up to sit on his desk as he moved swiftly between his legs. Kissing him back with just as much frustration and heat.

Knox got a phonecall. And Price heard a rumour.

There was very little Ambrose had to say about his sister other than the fact that she was a massive bitch. And having her call in a favor from him never failed to make his day turn. Aaron was a different story. A completely different story. A whisper he barely caught a bit of. A girl who planned of trying to seduce her English teacher.... Well... Their English teacher...

Ambrose pulled his legs so that they loosely locked around his waist. Pressing kisses against his neck as Aaron panted. Tugging at the man's hair every time his teeth scratched against his soft skin.

Who knows how long it would've taken them to come to their senses if it weren't for the knock at the door.

They both froze in place. Suddenly reminding themselves that it was the middle of the fucking day, and that this was dangerous as hell.

Quickly did Ambrose rush to fix Aaron's rumpled clothes, the blond hurriedly doing the same to him as both of their faces seemed to just beam red.

"Fuck-" They both muttered simultaneously.  The knocking suddenly more hurried as they tried to gather their bearings the best they could.

"Uhm. Shit-" Ambrose suddenly remembered why he was getting checked up on, and suddenly that tall girl came to mind that he promised help without thinking.

"What? Is it the principal?" Aaron muttered as he hopped off the desk. Gently fixing his hair and taking a great big step away from him as Ambrose shook his head.

"No, look, sit down over there, pretend I was helping you study-" He put his hands over his face. God he hated forgetting shit.

"Okay-" He hurried over to a seat by the front. Putting his head down as he willed his blush to leave as Ambrose cleared his throat. Walking over to the door to open it. Looking back at Amber-Linn's pouty face.

"Jeez, Mr. Knox. I know I took a minute to get here, but you didn't have to make me wait that long." She huffed book in hand as she strode in beside him. Eyes widening once she noticed Aaron in the room.

"Oh. I thought I was the only one doing extra credit." She said bluntly. Setting her book down beside him with a slam as the boys blond head jolted back up in a mild panic.

"I have to make it available to all the students who need it." Ambrose lied through his teeth. If anything, somehow the little shit was doing better than ever in his class. Even with how much they distracted each other.

"Alright, Mr. Knox. But why didn't he bring his book?" She pointed at him while she looked at him, completely ignoring the fact that she could ask him herself as he frowned.

"Aaron, you didn't have it all of class?"

"I had it in my locker and forgot it.... But I didn't want to interrupt to go get it-"

Ambrose pinched the bridge of his nose. Just when he thinks he was on top of things.

"Go get it, Price."

Aaron nodded. Saying nothing but glaring towards Amber as she smiled brightly his way. Really not wanting to leave and immediately cursing everything under the sun for not getting his book earlier. But he was a little... Distracted. They might've been messing around a lot more than they should have today. And honestly, like usual, it was Aaron instigating.

He thought about how he walked up in front of the class, everyone working on their assignments and reading as he asked Ambrose an innocent question. Pointing it out with one hand on his paper with the other under his desk, running up his boyfriends inner thigh.

What can he say, that rumor had him a bit... Territorial.

Aaron huffed as he walked over to his locker.

Ambrose did the same as Amber-Linn stood up from her seat.

"Chapter 6 isn't behind my desk you know-" He started off in annoyance, but his clear grump and distaste was quickly cut off by the girl getting unsettlingly close, suddenly straddling his lap as he immediately pulled his hands back in surprise.

"C'mon, Mr. Knox, let's not talk about work-" She started happily, suddenly getting really handsy.

"Hey no stop that-" He pulled her hands away as they quickly traveled too low pushing them to her chest as he went beet red. But she didn't seem the least bit bothered. Of course, she thinks he just wants to keep his job, of course he wouldn't jump so easily at a girl.

"The doors locked, and I promise I won't tell. I'm good with secrets. And oh please you're already as hard as a-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence and get off of me-" She leant in for a kiss, and that's when he really had enough, just as her lips grazed his he pushed her back. Watching her fall off of him as he stood up. Immediately taking more than a few steps back.

"Hey! What gives, asshole?!" She rubbed at her head with a frown. Suddenly actually seeing the look on his face and panicking.

"Oh, shit, shit, shit, sorry. Did I do this wrong? Do have like a no lips rule or something?" She said with wide eyes, absolutely terrifying the shit out of the man in front of her.

"Listen. Amber-Linn. I. Don't. Want. That. At all. What in the world are you trying to do here?" His voice shook. Hand over his mouth in shock.

"Am I not pretty enough?" She called out quietly, like a suggestion as Ambrose felt the intense need to scream.

"I'm. GAY." Ambrose grit through his teeth. His face absolutely red as Amber-Linn tilted her head like a confused puppy.

"Why'd you have a boner then? Oooooh wait, that might've been one of those random ones huh." She answered her own question, thankful, because the last thing Ambrose wanted to tell her was because it was Aaron's fault.

"Amber-Linn. Do you even need help?" He put his hands over his face again. Pure frustration ebbing through his very being in the presence of this idiotic teen.

From where she sat on the floor, she tapped at her chin just as Aaron knocked to be let back in. Smile wide as she shook her head no.

"I'll give you the extra credit if you leave right now."

"Sounds fine to me, Mr. Knox. Can you be my gay best friend then?" Where all women this terrifying?

"Please leave."

She did gladly, letting in Aaron as she did, who scowled as she ruffles through his curls on the way out. Confusion on his face as he saw Ambrose with his head on the board.

"Uh... Babe?"

"Babe...." Ambrose repeated. He thought he made up his mind not to like that pet name. But now it felt good to hear it.

"Did I just get this book for nothing if she left?" Aaron frowned as Ambrose looked at him plucking the book from his hand before tugging him into a hug.

"Yup. And why are people your age so horrifying?"

"What?"

"I'm not giving out anymore extra credit this year."

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SqoobySnaqs I don't even remember my original goal with this holy-