Busted.

Bryce made his way to the coffee shop where Ryan had asked him to meet him. He was as happy as a treasure hunter when he found something worth years wait. Bryce opened the door and he sat his natural seat, hands tapping the end of the table as he tried to contain himself. "Bryce," the older male took a seat in front of him before looking around cautiously. "We gotta talk and fast." He watched the younger smile, "What's up?"

Ryan slid the sticky note to the male before him and Bryce's eyes widen at the sight. The words in cursive were far beyond sweet or cute. They were harsh and mocking..

Dear Wrecker,

I know your dirty little secret. The one you hide from the others..I've seen what happens when the door closes behind you and that student. I know both of you Ryan. I also got evidence I can hang above both your heads of you two being a thing..don't test me Wrecker. My suggestion? I'd watch it because pay back is a bitch.

-Anonymous.

Bryce swallowed hard as he looked up to the male before him, his smile long gone. "Ryan what do we do?" His voice cracked like bones under too much pressure as he tried to keep his calm. Ryan looked down to the note and pulled it off the table. "I don't know Bryce.."

"Well we can't stop seeing each other I mean you're my first class in the mornings and I'm not going to get a new teacher because that means more time away from you a—"

"Bryce.."

"I really would like—"

"Bryce you have to get a new teacher..if anyone finds out I'll probably lose my job or worse. You could get kicked out Bryce and I know how much this means to you."

"No! I don't wanna switch Ohm!"

"Bryce you don't have a choice!" Ryan nearly shouted at the blonde as he tried to calm his wrecked nerves. The blonde boy in front of him frowned bitterly as he looked away from Ryan's hazel eyes. Oh how Wrecker wished there was another way, he wanted to be what Bryce needed but this was his job on the line as well as Bryce's degree. Not only that but what would his family think if they found out that's why both got kicked out?

"If that's what it takes Ohm," he sighed. "Then fine..but promise me we'll keep in touch?"

Ryan smiled as he grabbed the youngers hands, "Of course."

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Bryce threw his bag on the floor and ran a hand through his golden locks as thoughts flooded his senses. He was angry and curious as to who could be the one behind that sticky note his professor had received. It wasn't natural for Ryan to be so afraid but now it was something Bryce seen often.

He wanted nothing more than to cry but that would show how weak he truly was. Although Bryce would never truly admit it, he was alone. His old high school friends never talked to him anymore-well Luke tried but being a undercover cop didn't leave him much time to stay and talk to the blonde anymore. Bryce knew Luke tried though and just that made him feel cared for.

So what about Smitty?

Smitty and Bryce had become great friends over the short amount of time and the male had made himself at home in Bryce's life but there was one small problem. He was afraid of letting him stay inside. As much as Bryce loved his cheerful friend he couldn't help but feel he would leave, then again he felt that way about everyone.

If Ryan would just stay that would change and it pained Bryce to even think that. For some reason Bryce felt he could trust the male even after what had happened at prom. Just the thought made him shutter. His college choice was a bad one, but sometimes he questioned it. Maybe life had something in store for the two.

By the looks of the situation though, if this is what it had planned he wanted out. But Bryce had already taken a bite off the sinful fruit and now was stuck in the middle of all the drama. To be honest he really didn't care if his college dream was washed away because in the end his real want wouldn't be reached. Bryce wanted Ryan and that was final.

Bryce's slim fingers reached for the cell phone that laid beside him until they wrapped around it and he was able to bring it close to him. His blue eyes gazed at the bright screen that had lit up a second ago from a message he had received from Smitty and an older one from Luke saying he would call him tomorrow if he had time. He unlocked his phone and read the message from Smitty.

Smitty: Hey Bryce you wanna come hang out at my place after college? Horror movies and pop corn is what we'll be doing. (;

Bryce: Yeah sounds good.

Smitty: Nice. I've gotta run to the store real quick so I'll text you whenever I get back I guess. If you're still awake. Speaking of college, we still have to request change in classes for Ritz together.

Bryce: Yeah, I've got to make two changes now but I'll be sure to check in. I've still got to do those papers for Ritz anyways to get the credit so when I switch I'll have the same amount of points.

Smitty: That's right. And switch two? What happened??

Bryce: Long story but let's just say it started with a sticky note okay? I'll text you later Smit. I'm about to do that work while I'm still up and running.

Smitty: Alright man. See you tomorrow then. (:

Bryce let out a groan as he threw his phone on the bed and plopped back down into the softness of it. His blue eyes closed shut as he inhaled sharply.