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Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 4, 2014 15:16:33 GMT -6
Closing the door of his tutor's classroom, Jeremy stopped just outside, sighing - once again his grades were falling drastically. And in all honesty, he didn't care. He had been through so much lately that college was the last thing on his mind, the supernatural world had that covered. How was he supposed to focus on college work when he knew vampires were running around and causing trouble for his sister?
As he looked back up to continue down the hallway, Malcom, one of the guys from the college football team clocked onto him.
"Aw.. Did the loner boy get in trouble again? -mock gasp- Or were you hallucinating your ex dead girlfriend whore again?" he laughed, stepping only a couple of inches away. "Don't you think it's time you stopped being such a mess..."
Jeremy felt his lip begin to twitch. He was becoming angrier with each word that left this dicks mouth. "Don't you dare speak about Vicki like that again, dick." Malcom just laughed in his face. He could feel his hand tightening into a ball as each breath of laughter fell. He shook his head, he couldn't believe he was going to do this but without anymore hesitation he threw a punch into Malcom's jaw and heard a *crack* ... A few more punches were thrown either way before he heard a familiar voice yell from down the corridor. He had Malcom pinned to the floor, heavy breathing, looking up he saw Alaric coming his way.. "Crap." he said, still keeping Malcom to the ground.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 4, 2014 15:32:51 GMT -6
The day had been going all too slowly for Alaric and he was finding his students more stressful than usual. He stopped in the corridor for a brief moment when he saw a student violently beat the other. Ric was running down the corridor quickly
"Hey, stop!" Saltzman shouted.
He slowed as he realised who it was.
Jeremy.
Frowning, Alaric took a long moment to assess the situation before pulling Jeremy from the other boy with a grunt. "What the hell is going on here?!" He asked the two boys, holding them away from each other.
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 4, 2014 16:00:34 GMT -6
A frown shot across Jer's face, looking from Alaric to Malcolm. "Look..he started it..he dissed Vicki!" he stepped away, allowing Ric's hand to fall from his shoulder. "I'm sick of these dicks, pushing me around Alaric." he looked at Ric's face and saw the frown. He knew he'd get a whole lecture from him, unless he could try and dodge one. "Just..leave it."
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 6, 2014 11:29:04 GMT -6
Alaric was stunned for a minute before he let go of the jock. "Get back to class, I'll send a letter to your tutor." His voice was that calm, icy-coolness most teachers' use to intimidate their pupils and show how angry they were. It was rather scary.
"No, Jeremy, we need to talk about this! I won't leave this alone!"
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 6, 2014 16:49:00 GMT -6
Jer went to walk away before he got stopped, but rethunk the decision as he heard the tone in Alaric's voice. He turned to look at him, resting his hand on the strap of his bag. He knew Alaric knew something about his grades, and he wasn't in the mood to talk about them let alone this fight. "What's there to talk about? It's done. Everythings fine.." he nodded with a smile and went to walk again before feeling a tug back to Ric.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 7, 2014 10:06:24 GMT -6
He gave Jeremy a look that conveyed his worry, his eyes almost pleading with the boy. "Jer, come on... Just a quick chat. You can't just run away from this, it will get worse. I mean, it's me or Elena... what would you prefer?"
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 7, 2014 10:29:17 GMT -6
"Can I go for option C? Non?" Jer paused, turning to face him he knew he'd have to talk to either elena or Ric soon enough, so he'd just get it over and done with. "I told you what happened. He dissed Vicki calling her a whore, i'm not gonna stand back and let him do that, she doesn't deserve it even if she has gone." he looked away for a moment then back to Ric's eyes "What would you do?"
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 7, 2014 12:26:59 GMT -6
The look in the boy's eyes made Ric frown. He knew that feeling; he knew it all too well. It was the same feeling he always got about his wife. She was gone. All because he couldn't pull her away from that damned research.
Alaric sighed.
"I know it's hard, Jer... losing someone you love but you just have to keep going. You can't let their death control the rest of your life and your actions." He put a consoling hand on the boy's shoulder.
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 7, 2014 12:46:46 GMT -6
A small smile appeared in the corner of his lips "ha, yeah.." his eyes suddenly moved to a familiar figure that appeared down the corridor behind Alaric, it was Vicki. She was giving him a look of warning and mouthed thanks before disappearing again. "Yeah, look, it's been good...talking..but I have to go." Hr looked back at alaric "I'll see ya around, ok?" He gave him a convincing smile and adjusted his bag on his shoulder.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 8, 2014 13:52:42 GMT -6
"Jer, what was that?" His brow furrowed. Alaric noticed the brief change in Jeremy's demenour. He'd just started to get through to the boy; what had changed that so suddenly? Alaric wondered. If there was one way he'd get the boy to talk it would be a detention but could he do that to Jeremy? Could he really just punish the boy for a weird gut feeling?
No.
Saltzman gave the boy a dissapointed look. "Fine but I'll find you after last period and we'll talk about this then. No exceptions Jeremy." His voice was stern and oh-so-very teacher like.
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 9, 2014 17:51:41 GMT -6
Jer what was that?
Oh god. Jer swallowed, had he given away his secret? He breathed out a slight sigh of relief as Alaric seemed to shrug it off. "Uhhhmm... Nothin?" he grinned answering back.
He nodded back as Alaric went all 'teacher mode' on him, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, whatever.." still smiling he gave another nod "I'll see you around then, ok?" he gave him a small wave and launched down the corridor as fast as he could. He needed a buzz, this whole situation had him on edge, what the heck was going on with him? He was in no good shape of mind to carry on with todays lessons so he left the building and went to the spot where all his stoner pals were to get a score since he'd ran out.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 13, 2014 11:11:03 GMT -6
"Last period and don't forget! I'll see you in my office." Alaric said as he turned and walked towards his classroom. The room itself looked out over the recess area and over the football field. He had another lesson before his free period, which he generally used for marking but a part of him was always worried about something, something always weighed on his mind.
Today, it seemed that something would be Jeremy Gilbert.
He went about his tenth grade history class on America's part in the second world war. His worrys about Jeremy were niggling at the back of his mind all the way through.
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 14, 2014 11:09:00 GMT -6
Jeremy did look up to Alaric. Since jer didn't have any parental figures to look up to, people who came along in his life tried to take the role. He never thought he needed it but he knew he needed someone to talk to, he always felt..alone. Anyone he ever loved seemed to die.
"Thanks man." Jer said to his friend Callum who helped him out with some weed - sparking up, he inhaled, taking in a large amount which then caused him to cough, patting his chest to make it better. "Damn this stuff is strong." he chuckled, taking another toke. He then turned suddenly as he heard Alaric's voice sound from behind him. He stepped towards Ric, taking another toke on his his spliff before nodding, clearly not caring that he's just been caught "Want some?" he grinned cheekily then shook his head "Just kidding...what's up?"
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 20, 2014 12:51:25 GMT -6
"Jeremy?!" He shouted. "What the hell are you doing?"This is bad... What the hell have I done? Did I put too much pressure? No... No, Ric breathe... in for five, hold, out for seven. "Jer... We need to talk." Alaric frowned at him. Sure, cannabis wasn't that bad a drug but it was a gateway drug; it lead to things much much worse and in this town getting high could lead to way too many problems. You needed to have your whits about you.
Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 20, 2014 14:25:28 GMT -6
Jeremy frowned back at him, wondering why he was freaking out suddenly. "Whoa..chill, what's up?" If he was going to give him another lecture about smoking he'd tell him not to worry about it, he could be doing worse and it's not like alaric was the saint of the town anyway - although Jer looked up to him as a sort of father figure he knew Alaric had his demons too, maybe this was something they had in common.. Taking the last toke, he threw the butt to the floor and stood on it to put it out, glancing back at Alaric.