RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"You make them sound like they're something Superman would have." I say, smiling, "Superman's mystical powers of ravaging. B-but, they could only be used on Zacky Baker. He's the only person they'll work on."

I'm trying not to turn too geeky here and start comparing my kisses to a lesser form of kryptonite. I don't think Zacky needs to hear my inner geek side of thing. Instead I turn this around and make it goofy and romantic.

"He's the only person Super Matt would want them to work on." I grin at him, "No-one else really matters anyway."

I grin goofily up at him, out of complete happiness and contentment.

"Awww, that's so sweet," I say as I take a hold of his hands and hold them in my own.

"You're such a sweet geek Mattie. But I do love it, trust me."

I smile up at him again, hoping that he'll kiss me again. Granted I could easily just kiss him myself. But I still want to be loved. I'm so selfish somethings.

"Glad to hear it." I say, leaning down and pecking his lips, "But if I start pretending my cock is a lightsaber in bed, you have permission to dump me. Especially if I start making the noises."

I demonstrate now by attacking his arm with my hand making all the "Vmmmmmm, vmmmmmmm..." sounds that lightsabers make. I've had pen fights with Zacky before where we've pretended to be using lightsabers, he should be used to this geeky side. This one's cute. My other geeky side's just weird.

"Yeah, I'll stop that now. I think I need to do something to keep my big mouth occupied."

I smirk at him before leaning down and kissing him again. I feel like such a chick with all these little kisses. But I can't stop, I love it. I love being able to kiss him whenever I want to. I like the fact he'll show me this intimacy when I know he's not shown it to anyone before. Well, very few people before.

"A lightsaber in bed?" I question with a slightly amused smirk, "Well, if makes you feel more... confident?"

I laugh a little before letting him kiss me again. I love all these little kisses. I had no idea how amazing just these little kisses could feel, how this light intimacy could make me feel so good.

"You're such an amazing kisser Matt," I say softly against his lips.

"You're pretty amazing at it yourself." I say, smirking at him before moving in for another kiss.

I'm so happy right now. I want to shout it from the rooftops. Just scream at everyone how happy Zacky's making me, how everything's going to be better because I'm with Zacky and I love him. I want to tell him. I really want to tell him but I'm not ready. When I've seen Alex again, when I know for sure that whatever I had with him was a fleeting dream, then I can tell Zacky because I'll know for sure. Then I can tell him and be happy and everything'll be perfect.

"I knew this mouth had to be good for something other than mouthing off."

"Oi!" I let out defensively before smacking Matt lightly on the arm.

"I don't mouth off, I'm just a little more honest than most..." I try to defend myself, before letting my eyes flick from side to side, as if I am lying to him.

I laugh at myself before resting my head on his shoulder and bringing my hand up to the neck of his shirt and playing with the tightest part of exposed skin there.

[[I think we have done Matt/Zacky to death, there's not much else left to say but I can't think of anything else we can do.]]

[[I was just thinking the same thing, haha. Erm, what other ideas do we have?]]

[[Erm... tired and annoyed Jacoby coming back to Brian, finally, after he'd had a crying Mick on him, maybe a little later in the night or something?]]

[[Yeah, can do. Poor Coby. I can only imagine having our Mick crying on you all day. Yikes.]]

[[OK then. I'll start...]]

LATER THAT NIGHT

"I'm sorry man, I..."

I'm about to apologise to the little emo guy that has just asked for my advice and I snapped at him, but he just sighs and runs back down the hallway to the first year dorms.

I sigh myself and turn back around to make my way back to my dorm room. It's now gone eight, I have missed dinner except for a small muffin that someone gave to me in the courtyard out of pity. I haven't really sat down properly for a good hour, and I've had a diva laid across my lap for most of the day.

I sigh as I open my dorm door and make my way into my room, I close the door slowly behind me and rest back against it with yet another sigh.

I don't want to deal with anyone else tonight. I just want to cruel into my bed and die, but no one's gonna let me are they?

I come out of the bathroom, shaking my hands out as I come. I don't trust towels, they're crawling with all kinds of diseases. I'm a freak, it's amazing. I wipe my slightly damp hands on my legs. It's only then I spot I'm not alone.

"Mm, the wanderer returns." I mumble under my breath, "You look like death, Cobes."

I walk across to him, resting a hand on his shoulder, "What did the diva do to you?"

"Sucked me dry of all feeling and diva is not the word, I had no idea someone had so many tears," I say before shaking my head to myself and pushing my body off the door frame.

I walk away from Brian and lay back down on the bed, moaning as I do so .

"Fuck..." I let out as my back throbs against the mattress.

I had no idea I could ever feel so uncomfortable.

"My poor baby." I say, half smiling.

I push my wet hair back across my head. I hate how I've been reduced to washing my hair in the sink because the showers still frighten the fuck out of me.

"You need a massage?" I ask, noticing how uncomfortable he looks on the bed, "Or maybe something else only I can provide you?"

I'm pretty sure an orgasm is the last thing on Coby's mind right now. But I just want to make him feel more relaxed, it's the only idea I can come up with.

I groan and rub my hands over my face.

"God Brian, is that all you think about?!" I raise my voice to him as I look at him, instantly regretting it as soon as it leaves my lips.

"I'm sorry, I'm just, I'm so tired and... pissed off..."

I sigh before sitting up and pinching the bridge of my nose.

"And I have a killer fuckin' headache."

"I was just trying to help. Figured you could do with switching off and not thinking." I say, trying to defend my offer, "Besides I'm 16, go figure."

I move to the bed and sit by him, rubbing at his shoulders. At least I can try to give him this without him getting pissed off at me.

"You need to relax. You want me to go see if I've still got some painkillers left over?" I ask, kissing his cheek, "The bottle Helga gave me could knock out an elephant, I'm pretty sure there'll be some left."

I don't say anything as whenever I seem to talk at the moment, I even yell at someone, or my head just feels worse from the vibrations of my voice.

I let out a let my head hang down as Brian rubs at my shoulders.

I nod slowly in answer to his question about the painkillers. I really could do with some, all I can hear in my head is the sounds of Mick crying and his voice when he was telling me how much he hates Zacky, and how he won't be able to cope, etc etc and of course, we went over this over thirty times.

I kiss the side of his face again, "Okay, I'll be right back."

I get up from the bed and head into the bathroom, hunting for said pills.

I'm torn between telling Coby what I think Mick is up to and keeping quiet. I don't want to stress him out anymore and I don't feel like getting into an argument with him. At the same time, I don't want him to be running to be running to Mick fucking Morris every few seconds. I know what that guy's like. Pregnant or not, he'll try and put the moves on Coby and steal him away from me.

Which would be another reason for him to lie about this. He can destroy Matt and Zacky and hurt me. Oh that sneaky bastard has thought of everything. I'll have to point this out to Coby when he's less likely to explode.

I grab a glass of water and a few of the pills and bring them back through to Coby. I sit back on the bed by him and hand the meds to him.

"They should help a bit. You need anything else?"

I thumb the pills in my hand, counting out the dosage, sighing and just necking them all instead. I take a sip of the water as well with a gasp afterwards.

"Fuck, I hate taking pills," I say in a little raspy voice before coughing a little and placing my glass of water on the bedside table.

I sigh before looking back at Brian, "No, nothing else. Just, fuck, I hate this all so much."

I rest my head in my hand, resting on my elbow and looking at Brian. I have never hated being the leader until now, something must have really got to me today. Everything feels like a burden now. I hate it.

"Well it's a lot to deal with. How often do guys get pregnant after all?" I say, with a half smile, "But if anyone can deal with it, you can."

I brush back the hair hanging across his ears, his normally gravity defying spikes are all flattened and limp. They look as worn out as he does.

"And you don't have to do it alone either. I mean, Corey's going to be helping with Mick, I'm sure some of the other teachers will too. I'll help as best I can. I mean, I know he hates me and believe me, the feeling's mutual, but if it'll help you, I'm sure I could put up with him. Or hit him if he gets too annoying." I say with a grin, "I'd never hit a pregnant woman but a pregnant Mick, whole other story."

"Ha, it's not that," I say with a sigh, "Well, it's not only that. Everyone has a fuckin problem at the moment, and they seem to think that I'm the only one that can solve anything."

I don't really want to be spilling my heart out to Brian. I don't do that. I get out my problems by helping other people. But that doesn't seem to be working anymore.

"I just wish they'd all give me a break for once, y'know? I just... I don't want to know some of the things that I know."

My poor baby.

"Don't you have like, a deputy leader or something who could help take some of this load off for you?" I ask, "Seems like a pretty shitty system if you're the only one who's ever asked for help."

I don't really know how the leadership system works around here. All I know is Coby's torn away from me all the time to help out people he doesn't even know personally. It doesn't seem very fair to me at all.

"You need a break from all this, baby. When was the last time you got a full night's sleep?"

"About a week ago," I say before laughing a little at the irony of it all.

A week ago, I found out Zacky's secret. I haven't slept properly since, but not because the secret was creepy or anything, but because I'm lying to everyone for knowing.

I have gone out every night, telling Brian that I had being called away to help some emos out, but really I have being going out to the courtyard to get away from everything and just think. This can't go on anymore.

"Brian. I need to tell you something," I say as I look up from the floor to look at Brian to my left.

"I... I haven't being truthful to you and..."

Oh God. They are the words I've always dreaded hearing from Coby. They normally mean the death of any relationship. I couldn't handle that. What if he's been cheating on me? And that's why he's so stressed and...

I'm amazed by how I can be this frazzled on the inside yet completely calm on the outside.

"Well, y'know that's stopping now." I say, in a shaky yet assertive tone, "What's wrong? You should be able to tell me anything."

Except I'm not in love with you and I'm cheating on you and I'm running away with a German stalion named Hans.

I sigh and start to rub my hands nervously together.

I have never being good with coming clean, like I have never really being good with lying. I get so panicky and worried, and normally make things seem a hell of a lot worse than they are. But Brian's acting pretty calm, so I'm sure he won't mind my slow delivery.

"I... I haven't being going to help out the younger kids, when I've left you at nights... I've being... going down to..."

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