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Chapter Two: The Chemicals Between Us

The feminine feline hybrid pushed the classroom door open idly, not realizing he was being examined by the very fur he had been thinking about. Thick-lashed eyes widened when he held the door for the fur behind him, coming face to face with the new guy. He was quick to replace his surprise with his usual flirty demeanor, pouty lips curling into a seductive smile as he looked the lemur over.

"Morning," he purred softly, the singular word rolling off his tongue as he lowered his lashes at the other male. He let go of the door once the other male had stepped inside. Most students were already seated in pairs at each desk facing a wall of chalkboards and the teacher's desk which had a sink and other necessary chemistry equipment on the far side of it.

"Thanks," Mercer replied politely, fake smile still in place on his face. That grin and the way the neko had made the most innocent greeting sound like something out of a Playfur movie only served to cement the fact that it was indeed Jude that he was dealing with. It was too early for interacting with the likes of him in Mercer's opinion, but he supposed he had no choice.

Jude turned his attention to the professor when the bespectacled Koala cleared his throat, "To your seat if you please Mr. Morrison." Jude grinned innocently at him, sashaying to his seat in the back, the only desk with an open seat for the new student. He dropped his books onto the desk with a dull thud and plopped into his chair, leaning back and cocking his head. He watched the front of the room, gaze focused completely on the newcomer as his tail slithered from it's place around his hips and through the back of the plastic chair to flick back and forth just above the floor.

The lemur very nearly shook his head as he watched Jude move to take his seat. He'd sashayed , literally sashayed and Mercer hadn't been able to remove his eyes from him the whole damn time. He was a _ republican _ for Christ's sake! Went to church even and here he was staring at some faggy cat's rump. Mercer gave a silent curse as he searched the room for an empty seat and realized the only one available was right beside said faggy cat.

Whispers sounded around the classroom as all eyes followed the neko's progress before following his gaze to the lemur by the door.

"He's at it again already..."

"Wasn't he just spotted yesterday with that teacher's aid in gym B?"

"That new guy better watch out..."

"He's so cute, what's his name?"

"Didn't know we were getting a transfer..."

The amber eyed male heaved a mental sigh, ears twitching as the mutterings of the other students started up, reinforcing his resolve to watch himself around Jude and stay as far away from him as he could manage. He took the empty seat reluctantly, dropping his backpack onto the floor as he pulled the chair out, laying his text book on the desk before he sat down. He threaded his own ringed tail through the back of the chair, using the same method as Jude and most of the other student's had. It was the most comfortable way to sit in the god awful chairs the board of education provided to all schools.

He averted his attention from his deskmate, pointedly searching through his bag to retrieve his binder and writing utensils, setting himself up for class as the teacher began his lesson.Once finished, he couldn't help but sneak a sidelong glance at Jude, thinking on the rumor he'd already heard placing the slender neko with the teacher's aid. It seemed rather farfetched to the lemur, but from the way Jude simply ignored the whispers instead of refuting the claims made Mercer second guess his initial disbelief.

Jude had watched the lemur the entire time he'd made his way to his seat next to him and gave him a flirty wink when he caught the other glancing at him to which Mercer quickly averted his gaze refusing to blush at being caught staring at the other male. The dark-haired neko merely smiled to himself and turned his attention to the teacher, picking up his pen demurely and taking notes in a loopy scrawl that screamed of practiced calligraphy. Mercer had never seen a boy with handwriting so nice. His own was blocky and thick-lined, all capitals, the lower-case being half the size of the normal capitalized characters. Not wanting to be caught watching the other again, the lemur looked back down at his own notes, abbreviated in a language only he could understand.

As the neko leaned forward over his notebook, resting his forearms on the desk as he wrote, his shirt rode up his back, revealing the inky black lines of what could only be a tattoo, though it was impossible to tell what it was of from just the small strip of flesh that was showing. The lemur remained oblivious of the display, forcing himself to focus on anything but the other male. Jude was actually an exceptional student, nearly straight A as a matter of fact, not that any of his peers were aware of it. He preferred to keep it that way as well. The other students would only churn out rumors that he was servicing the staff in order to boost his grades and the slim feline had no desire to drag any of the teachers into the gossip. He didn't fancy having anyone fired or ruining any of their lives. Most of them were married with children, decent instructors, nice and normal. He'd never done a thing with any of them and that wasn't about to change so rumors would be completely unnecessary and only cause a headache for all involved.

In Jude's opinion, the teacher's aid was no big deal; the guy was only in college after all and not that much older than any of the seniors at the high school, plus he'd been the one to approach Jude. Unlike the teachers who would surely lose their jobs or worse, the aid would maybe be reprimanded and transferred, no big deal. It wouldn't weigh on Jude's conscience. Being a decent student wasn't something Jude wanted to flaunt anyways. Brown nosing wasn't sexy and the neko thrived on having a repuation for being sexy. Even if he was hated by all the girls and critisized, no one would deny he was sexy. The boy that could even seduce the straightest guys in school had to be.

Mercer doodled at the edges of his paper, bored once he'd finished his notes and trying to distract himself from his deskmate. Jude sighed next to him as he leaned back in his seat, looking at the clock ticking on the wall above the teacher's chalkboards. The neko dropped his pen onto his notebook and stretched languidly, revealing the creamy expanse of his pale midriff, a pierced naval and sharp hip bones. Mercer happened to glance over, having heard the sigh and swallowed, eyes shying away quickly as he caught sight of the feline's reclined position. For the rest of the lecture, the lemur tried his best not to look at Jude. He knew who he was, what he was and he did not approve of it. In fact, he would change it if he could...

Besides, he'd be dead if his father knew he had been sneaking glances at the other boy, even if he was too attractive not to.

Jude straightened, covering a yawn with a hand, the numerous bracelets on his wrist jingling as the teacher wound down, assigning the homework for the evening. Ten questions at the end of chapter four, blah... blah... blah. Jude only half listened, jotting down the assignment in the top right corner of his note. The few minutes before the bell for second period rang were their own, the teacher seating himself behind his desk and burying himself in his own work, leaving the students to chat with their neighbors.

Mercer also scratched down the assignment before pulling his schedule out, putting his books and pens away in his backpack while he was in there. As he was bent over the bag, Jude snuck a look at the schedule lying on the desk between them, memorizing the lemur's name and locker number. He frowned as he scanned over the list of classes. It was a pity; they would only be seeing each other in Chem and apparently in their shared afternoon Drama class. The neko was a bit surprised that the preppy seeming lemur would even be in drama, of course, he'd probably taken it for an easy A, a GPA buffer as most of the others did. Jude slouched in his seat as Mercer sat up once again, picking up the schedule and looking it over himself.

The bell rang minutes later and most students fled quickly. Jude took his time, watching from beneath lowered lashes as Mercer bent to retrieve his bag from the floor, slipping his tail back out from the chair back and adjusting his pants idly. The neko watched the ringed appendage, meserized as it weaved back out of the chair, gaze following it back to the base where the other male adjusted his jeans. Jude licked his lips, not missing the chance to check out the other male's rump.

The feline was surprised when Mercer spoke to him, having remained completely silent throughout the entire class. His dark ears swivelled towards the sound of the other boy's voice, "Well, see you here tomorrow then I guess..."

The neko stood before replying, "You bet Mercer," he affirmed in a sultry tone, ghosting soft fingertips along the other's shoulder blades as he floated out of the classroom, books in hand. It didn't occur to the lemur until later that the caressing touch and voice had been Jude's and he was left to wonder how exactly the other male had known his name as he made his way to his next class.

Jude's next class was PE, a class he'd been continuously failing since his first year, mostly because he refused to participate in the sporting events of the all-male gym class. He didn't fancy being covered in bruises from being tackled and groped. Contrary to popular belief, the neko did have standards and didn't want just anyone's grabby hands all over him. He debated skipping it as he did most days. They didn't even bother chastizing him about it anymore, understanding the male's reluctance to participate in the sports or subsequent communal showering. He always showed up for swimming and track, and never missed a health class, but adamantly refused to play any contact sports with the other students. he couldn't understand why they wouldn't just let him take gym with the girls' class. It was a known fact he was a fag, after all. It's not like he'd want to sneak a peek in the girls' change room. He had no desire to get an eyefull of snatch.

He shook his head as he walked through the hall, debating on what he would do whist skipping his next class. Deciding that he might as well wander down to the cafe a block away from the school and flirt with the cute college guy that worked there during the morning and afternoon, see if he could get a free coffee out of him while he was there just for fun, he dropped his books off in the backseat of his car before making his way there.

Jude thought about the lemur while he walked to the cafe, pondering why he had spoken to him at the end of class when he'd seemed so adamant not to the entire time prior. Perhaps the other was already trapped in the web; he couldn't be sure, but he thought he might have caught a glimpse of the look earlier. Maybe things were looking up.

He did manage to get a free latte from the guy behind the counter of the cafe just as he'd planned to, leaving as soon as he'd gotten what he came for, uninterested in doing anything more with the husky. He lit a cigarette as he walked back to the school. He spent the next thirty minutes sitting on the school monument, feet dangling in the air off the side of the marble stone as he smoked and drank his latte.

Five minutes before next period began, he hopped down, tossing his emptied cup into the trash and stopped by his car to retrieve his acoustic guitar from the trunk. He needed it for music class, his passion, well aside from playing with other boys. He slung the case over one shoulder, flicking the last of his cigarette away as he opened the door and entered the school once again, not bothering to stop by his locker before going straight to the music room. Jude had begun learning guitar from his dad at age three and was quite skilled at playing it after practicing it for the last several years. He was also a decent singer and songwriter, not that anyone was aware. Jude didn't really have friends, just people he knew and people he blew. It was only highschool after all, college was where it got real.

He was in a good mood by the time lunch rolled around, no longer dying of boredom, having been able to play his guitar freely for the last forty-five minutes. When the bell rang, he made a beeline for his car, sitting cross-legged on the hood of the old corvette with the guitar in his lap, another ringed notebook next to his hip as he played several chords, his pencil tucked behind one ear, which he removed now and then to make changes to the song he was composing, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was so immersed in the new song, he completely forgot that he had planned to stalk the new guy during lunch.

TBC...