1 x 1 RP discussion

Hia :)

heys, so TeacherxStudent?

is it
FxM?
MxM?
FxF?

Yeah. I'm fine with MxM or MxF

Okay, wanna do MxM then?

Yeah, sounds good. Can i be the teacher?

okay, I'll make the student now. I'll make the template simple

Name:
Age:
Appearance:

Name: Jason Stone
Nickname: Jax
Age: 28
Appearance:

NAME: Evan Sky
AGE: 17
APPEARANCE:
http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/201...


http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/tlwBV7Ny6kU/hq...



Okay I got an idea:

Maybe Evan always gets bullied and he hates his life. One day how life was about to end at his own hands as he tries to commit suicide but Jason tries to stop him.

Sounds good :) wanna start?

sure


Evan walks hastily down the hallway to his next class, not wanting to run into anyone that'd hurt him. he was already pissed and hurt by his usual bully before school on his way here. Before entering class, he walks in the boys bathroom and locks his stall. sitting down on the toilet's flap, he takes out his pocket knife. like usual, he presses the cold knife against his palm and closes his eyes tight. next thing he knows it, blood trickles down his fingers and on the floor. he quickly cleans up the blood on the floor and on his arm and walks out, feeling a bit better. he finally enters the classroom and sits at the very back.

Jax pulled into the teachers parking lot, quickly gathering his things, knowing he only had a few minutes before the first bell. He rushed up the stairs, taking a quick sip from his coffee before heading down towards the basement where all of the art rooms were held. He fumbled for his keys in his pockets before opening the door. Pausing he set his things down on his desk, gathering himself before his first group of students came in.

After the second bell rings, Evan quickly gets out of his seat, walking to art. He always says very little and ignores the commotion and drama around him. He enters art class and nods slightly at Jax, which may be his favorite teacher. he takes a seat at the very back near the window and stares out, waiting for class to begin. no one was there yet and he was glad.

He looked up from his desk as the first student entered. He grinned slightly at the nod, shaking his head before looking back down at the assignments he had to grade. He found it awfully foolish to grade someone's art, but that is what he signed up for with the job. "You do last nights homework Mr.Sky?" Jax asked, not bothering to look up from the papers in front of him as he went through what he had to do.

" um..." Evan's face flushed in embarrassment," no" he mutters quietly, looking down at the floor. he never really liked art even though he was talented when he tried. it just wasn't his thing.

Jax looked up for a moment, raising an eyebrow. "It was simple. You just had to draw a landscape." He said, before shrugging. He knew he wouldn't be able to put another zero in the book, but he knew he couldn't let him get of easy. "If you bring it in tomorrow i may consider giving you full credit." He said, just as the warning bell rang and students began to file into class.

Evan sighs but nods. he turns his attention back to the free and monstrous world outside the window, not paying attention to class or what Jax was saying,

Jax was aware of Evan not paying attention, but he didn't want to call him out on it in front of all the other students. He went through his usual lecture at the beginning of class, telling them their plans to go outside tomorrow before he set them to work and settled back behind his desk, giving them the rest of the period to finish up their work.

Evan sighs and looks down at his blank paper. he nibbles on the eraser of his pencil as nothing comes to mind. He takes out his phone, deciding to draw a landscape of the Blood Moon he saw the other day. After finishing up with drawing then painting he lets his paper dry. Waiting for the rest of the class and the school day to end, he takes out another paper and draws a symbol. it was a fallen angel with a black monster behind. it was all too dark and a scary, but he liked it because it shows so much detail of the wings of the fallen Angel.

After a while he stood up from his desk, stretching out his arms before taking a sip from his drink. Grabbing a marker he set out towards the board, writing down the necessary things for his next class before they arrived. Once he was done he settled a few of his notes down on the table before making his way around the classroom to see how well the kids were doing. Before doing so he reminded them of their homework. Pausing to wait a moment he looked around before beginning to collect them.

Evan looks up, admiring his work. He smiles slightly and then hides the paper under his desk. He places his finished homework- AKA schoolwork on the corner of his desk so Jax could collect it and states out the window wordlessly,

Jax paused at Evan's desk, about to say something, shaking his head before giving him a slight smile and collecting his work as well. He set the pile of work on his desk, looking to the clock to see how much time was left of the class. With ten minutes he hopped onto his laptop, scrolling through a few documents.

A few minutes later, the final bell rings and Evan collects his things. Everyone was out of the class by now and Evan was the last to leave, throwing his drawing at the garbage can but it didn't make it in. he didn't notice since he was already out of the classroom. he walks to his locker which was right next to the art room to collect some of his things. Right then, a group if guys encircle him, shutting the locker as one pins Evan's hands behind him, slamming him against the metal.

Jax eyes flickered down towards the drawings, he shook his head before going to pick them up. Unsure if the kid even wanted them he placed them on his desk, a smile tugging at his lips as he looked down at the drawings. Evan truly was good at art, he just didn't put in effort into doing it. With a sigh he left them there, beginning to clean up the room before he had to head home.

Evan struggles against the strong grip of the boy. He looks behind him to see Dan, his worst enemy. Evan grunts and growls a little. Dan and his gang of three boy all in the football team just laugh. Dan squeezes his grip harder," hey there emo. You mad?" He chuckles. Evan squirms and kicks Dan hard on the stomach. Dan winces but punches Evan with the same force




(( Dan-
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2khR9j9_q8...))

A sigh of annoyance left his lips as he saw all the papers and things left behind by students. Once he was finished he packed up all his things, taking a sip from his water as he grabbed his keys for his car. Locking the door behind him he made his way up the stairs and out to the parking lot.

Evan slides down against his locker, his lip busted and bleeding and a slight bruise on his cheekbone. Dan and Hus friends laugh and walk away, out of the school. Evan collects his things miserable and runs out the school, tears stinging his eyes. he runs to the parking lot. he slows down once he reaches his bike that was securely locked on the bike rack

Jax raises an eyebrow as the kid races past him. Unable to see the busted lip or the bleeding he just assumed he was late for something. He continued walking down the teachers lot, reaching his car and throwing his things in the back.

Evan, not noticing Max, falls down on the floor. not able to control his emotions anymore, tears run down his cheeks as he guys his knees tight to his chest.

He looked back over in the direction he saw Evan, squinting his eyes when he realized he wasn't there anymore. Shrugging he was about to get into his car when he spotted him. Unsure of what to do he slowly got back out of his car, shoving his hands into his pockets before walking over towards him. "You okay kid?" Jax asked, looking down at him with uncertainty.

Evan looks up, wiping his tears quickly before Jax could see. He nods and turns his head, trying to hide his bruise," y-yeah. i-im fine" he says shakily, his voice barely a whisper.

"Mmm, normally when people are fine they aren't crouched down on the floor outside." He said, gesturing around, and raising an eyebrow as if in question, shaking his head ever so slightly.

Embarrassed, Evan stands up and dashes away from his teacher. he rounds the corner once he was far enough and slides down the dark alley's wall. he takes out a knife, crying as he inspects it. " I'm done... I don't want to live in this pain" he mutters, the tip of the knife touching the skin over his heart.

Jax watched him leave for a moment before finally getting himself to move and follow after him. He came to a stop when he saw exactly what Evan was about to do. Rushing closer, without making much of a noise he slid up behind him, wrapping an arm around his waist, his other hand coming up near the knife, wrapping his fingers around the knife he threw it to the ground before saying anything. "What exactly do you think you're doing?"

" NO" he screams, crying as he lunges at the knife." I don't want to live, I hate my life. let me die" he struggles against Jax's grip.

Jax kept his arm firmly around him, kicking the knife to move it farther away. Slowly he crouched down, taking Evan with him so that he was leaning against the wall. "You can't hate It that much. Trust me it gets better." He said, knowing exactly how lame he must sound as he turned the boy around to face him.

Evan cries, closing his eyes shut, refusing to look at Jax in the eye," it never does. you don't know how much I've waited for it to get better. but it never does" crying more, he stumbles and falls on Jax's chest.

Instead of pushing him away and calling some people who could probably handle the situation ten times better he wrapped his arms around his small frame. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, knowing that same thought must've crossed millions of teenagers minds at one point. "Shh it will. I promise." He murmured, sub-consciously running his fingers through the younger boys hair.

Evan wipes his tears as he stops crying, feeling a bit comfortable in Jax's arms. he blushed faintly but rests his head on Jax's chest hesitantly and closes his eyes.

He looked down at the boy realizing that he had stopped crying. Despite that he kept his arm wrapped around his waist, his fingers continuing to thread their way through his hair. Jax couldn't help but admit after years of being single he liked the feel of a small body cocooned in his arms. He mentally chastised himself, reminding himself that this was Evan his student.

Evan looks up at Jax, his eyes red and his bruise clearly visible," w-why did you stop me?" he mutters, frowning.

His eyes flickered down towards the bruise and he just arely stopped himself from brushing his finger along the purple mark that was still rising. "Why wouldn't i? I couldn't just simply watch you do that to yourself." Jax said with a slight shake of his head.

Evan looks into his eyes, his heart pounding. He had an urge to... to... no. he shakes his head, not believing what he just thought of. he can't just kiss Jax, that wouldn't be right.

A slight smile tugged at his lips as Evan looked him in the eyes. Looking down at their position once more he cleared his throat before making his way to stand up, helping Evan along side himself.

Evan stands up, looking down at the ground as blood and heat rise to his cheeks, making him red. He stutters and looks away," I still hate my life, nothing will change that" he mutters and walks away, shoving his hands in his pockets.

He sighed softly under his breath, wishing he could make him see reason. Crouching down he reached for the knife Evan had been holding before walking back out of the alley, chucking it into a nearby trash can, following behind him and back towards his car.

Evan stops in his tracks, staring at the bike rack. it was empty... Evan clenches his fists," those bastards" he growls under his breath. how will he get home now this late? he'd probably run into Dan again and Evan wasn't much of a fast runner honestly.

He twirled his key around in his fingers, watching Evan as he stopped near the bike rack. "Need help with anything?" He asked, uncertain if leaving the boy alone was his best option right now.

" u-um... my bike's missing..." Evan mutters, looking at Jax shyly," could you give me a ride?"

He nodded his head slowly. "Yeah sure, this way." He said, leading Evan over towards his car before hoping into the drivers side and getting It started.

Evan nods and sits at the passenger's seat, closing the door behind him. he buckles in his seat belt, almost sure that Jax would nag him about it.