A New Education

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#Sperks

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Felix couldn’t wipe the grin off of his face the entire way to the small ice cream stand, not far from the school. The boys weren’t even speaking, but both were content with the silence. Jason was watching his feet intently, his brow furrowed in thought, whilst Felix just smiled straight ahead, his thumbs hooked in his backpack straps.

“So you like it so far?” Felix asked, referring to school as the ice cream shop came into view.

Jason only nodded. “It’s different then what I’m used to.” He said monotonously, still looking at his feet in a distracted manner.

“You seem pretty popular though, everyone’s asking about the hottie of a new kid.” Felix giggled. It was true, that all the students wanted to know about Jason, but Felix was also hoping the conversation would shed a little light on what Eddie had said earlier.

Jason only shrugged. “People will be people.” That was about as vague as a response as could come. Felix just nodded and already began taking out his wallet. He knew exactly what he was going to get for his ice cream. Jason looked lost when he looked up at the overwhelmingly long list of flavors.

“Mocha twist is the best.” Felix stated, hoping to steer Jason towards his own favorite.

“There’s pineapple though…” Jason said softly, looking up at the sign. Felix’s heart got all giddy at how sweet Jason’s voice had sounded. It wasn’t dull like his usual voice, it was more… airy and hopeful. Felix decided he liked the voice a lot.

“Sounds boring, but whatever!” Felix giggled and stepped up to the ordering window to speak to the pissed looking girl at the register. “uuumm…. Can I get a small Mocha twist in a dish with a chocolate waffle cone on top and rainbow jimmies and… um… Jason wants a pineapple something. Jason, what are you getting?”

“Uh, may I have a medium pineapple in a sugar cone please?” Jason asked, his old tone back. The girl nodded and Jason reached in to his back pocket to grab his wallet.

“No no no, Jason. It’s my treat today!” Felix said excitedly. Jason just silently pushed Felix’s hand holding the money away and gave the girl a ten. After they got their ice cream and change, Jason led the way to a small picnic table.

Felix was a bit baffled though. It just seemed odd to him for Jason to do things so silently. It was nice of Jason to pay, but he hadn’t even responded with ‘No, it’s okay, Felix, I’ve got this one today.’ Or something. Most people did that at least.

Felix shrugged it off and began crunching up his waffle cone over his ice cream so there were small pieces all over the top with the jimmies. After stage one of Felix’s ice cream preparation, he began to mix all of it up so that the ice cream was more of a cold mush and then finally proceeded to add a packet of sugar to the top, mixing it all up again.

“Where did the sugar come from?” Jason asked, not even looking at Felix, but at the picnic table.

“I take them from the school.” Felix stated, trying to get a look at what on the table had Jason’s attention, but Jason’s hand was in the way.

After about three minutes of silence, and Felix’s repeated tries to get a look, he finally asked: “What are you looking at, anyways?” Jason sat up, a bit surprised by the question, and pulled his hand off the table so that Felix could see.

It wasn’t anything unusual, just two sets of initials in a heart, like everyone does when they’re in their high school relationships.

“Did you know them?” was the only reason Felix could think that Jason was so caught up on the letters.

The other boy shook his head. “No, but… they must have really liked each other, right? I mean, to have done that…” Jason sounded a bit hurt, which actually stung Felix. What had happened to Jason to make him upset over things like that?

Felix could only nod “Yeah, I guess so. Why?”

Jason just shrugged. “I wonder if they’re still together.” He was silent for another short while. “I dunno, I guess I hope they are, cause they obviously cared about each other.”

Felix nodded again, but this time had no other reply. A few more minutes passed before Jason began to gather his stuff. “I better get back. I have a lot of work to do.” Jason stated; almost apologetic for leaving. Almost.

Felix agreed and they began their walk home. The fifteen minute walk from the ice cream stand to the house was spent in companionable silence; neither minding and both enjoying the presence of the other.

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The two boys only saw each other at lunches on Mondays and Wednesdays, Felix being a Junior and Jason a Senior. But every Monday the two would get ice cream together and every Wednesday Felix would still wait for Jason and they would walk home together.

The weeks went on like that for the next two months. Every Monday and Wednesday Felix and Jason would sit at lunch together, and every Monday they would meet at Thompson Hall and go to the same ice cream stand and Jason always paid. They never talked much, but Felix felt that he’d learned a lot about Jason in that short amount of time and even though they didn’t talk more, they talked better. Jason’s trust in Felix was becoming greater, and they both noticed it. Jason wouldn’t speak more, but what he said would show more of who he was.

The conversations were always initiated by Felix, but whereas in the first few weeks they mainly briefly talked about which teachers they didn’t like, which soon progressed to movies they liked, then to music and books. The two didn’t have much in common at all, but Felix found himself more and more fascinated with Jason everyday. He learned that the taller boy didn’t believe in religion, but was actually very strong minded in his beliefs in God.

Felix on the other hand hated religion and had no belief system once so ever. Jason hadn’t been surprised to find that out about the small boy. He wasn’t sure why, but it seemed like maybe Felix did need a little conviction. Either way, Jason felt so strange. He never really had any close friends, and the only person he ever talked about things that were half way personal to was his dad. They had always been close and still were. If Jason had to be honest though, as reluctant as he usually behaved in talking with Felix, he really enjoyed it, and he knew Felix knew that too, which made it kind of cute when Felix pretended not to notice Jason’s smile sometimes. Instead, the smaller boy would politely turn away.

The most surprising thing that Felix had realized over this time with Jason was though, that he actually was opening up to Jason more than he had to anyone else as well. Yeah, he talked to other people a lot, but that was about going shopping, or catching a movie next week, or tomorrow nights homework, never about things he actually gave a shit about.

But Felix knew things were going to stop being that easy eventually. It was going too smoothly, whether or not he admitted it to himself at the time. At about the eleventh Wednesday of their routine, Felix was waiting outside Thompson Hall for Jason so they could head back to the house together, like every Wednesday. Felix waited five minutes, then ten, then fifteen, which somehow turned into an hour which eventually turned into the end of school all together. For some reason, Felix continued to wait, he had long since began to cry, and the tears still came down, but he sat there, on the cold stone steps, his knees to his chest and his chin sitting on top of his knees. Finally, fifteen minutes after the final bell, Jason could be seen walking over to Thompson Hall. Felix could already see that something wasn’t right. Jason’s shoulders were slouched, that wasn’t normal. Felix hadn’t realized how much he really took in Jason’s body language till now.

Jason’s shoulders were never slouched. He always walked proud and careless. When he got closer, Felix got scared. Jason’s eyes were different, they weren’t angry, or sad, or confused as Felix had become to recognize them, but… numb, like his voice usually was. It was so scary for Felix. And Jason’s eyes were puffy, his body tired looking and Felix had no idea what to do.

“Jase… are-are you okay? You don’t look yourself…” he said unsurely, not wanting to make Jason upset or something.

“I’m fine.” He stated emotionlessly. “Can we just head home now?” Felix nodded, feeling like an idiot for waiting so long for Jason. He was kind of angry as well, Jason hadn’t even apologized for chrissakes.

“Why weren’t you there at the normal time? I waited for hours, Jase.” He stated in an easy-going tone. He didn’t want to come off confrontational at all.

“Stuff.” He stated “Sorry.”

“You could have like, run out and told me that you weren’t going to be here on time, I could have gone home. It’s cold out. I was worried something might have happened to you.”

“I’m fine. Sorry for making you wait. I’ll tell you if it’s gonna happen again.” Jason responded in the same damn tone.

“Well what happened? I mean, no offense but you’re being pretty vague here… I don’t think I deserve that.” Felix replied, his anger rising. Jason wasn’t showing any form of emotion, he was like a fucking robot.

Jason just shrugged his shoulders and picked up the pace back to the house.

“Are you serious right now, Jason?! I waited three and a half hours for you! Would you ever wait that long for me? And now, once you do miraculously show up, you make me feel like an idiot to be concerned for you, to wait for you and worry about you! Well it’s in my damn personality. And something tells me that you don’t hate that about me either, or you wouldn’t take me out to ice cream every fucking week, you wouldn’t let me sit with you during lunches! So why do you keep acting so EMPTY! You don’t show emotion! It doesn’t make any sense! And to be completely honest with you, it’s starting to piss me off!” Felix took a breath and looked up at Jason. Felix could have killed him. His expression hadn’t even changed.

But Jason did reply, in his robot voice. “Felix, I’m being an ass right now, I know. I will find you tonight, and I will explain things to you, but right now, please… just leave me alone for a few hours.”

Felix just ‘hmpf’ed, giving Jason the middle finger. “Yeah, find me in a few weeks when you have some fucking respect for others.” He yelled back angrily as he jogged back to the house.

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A few hours after Felix’s return to the house, he couldn’t help but notice Jason still wasn’t back yet. He felt a pain of guilt, but tried to ignore it and instead, focus on his large sum of homework. Another hour passed, the time now being nine at night, and there was still no sign of Jason. The other house members had noticed and they all began to worry. No one had Jason’s cell number, none of them even knew if he had a cell phone. They contemplated calling the headmaster’s office, but they didn’t want to get Jason in trouble.

Another hour of waiting and worrying by the four boys, who were sitting together around the kitchen table, before a twist of the front door could be heard. The four boys stood up and made their way out of the room, only Felix and Mike going to the door while Eddie and Derek went upstairs to their room, clearly pissed.

As Jason stepped in the door, he immediately looked to Felix. His eyes were filled with apology, his shoulders slumped, his hair in his eyes, his backpack in hand. Felix just stepped close to him and wrapped his arms around Jason’s middle, squeezing him tight.

“You’re such an ass, Jase. I’m so pissed at you right now.” He stated in the most endearing tone. And Jason dropped his bag and wrapped his arms around Felix, holding him tightly against himself.

“I’m sorry, Felix. I really am.” He said in a whisper, his chin resting on the top of Felix’s head of black hair. The small boy pulled back, his eyes red from crying.

“You said you’d tell me what happened today.” He stated simply before gently taking hold of the hem of Jason’s shirt, which he noted was a bit damp, and leading him up to Felix’s room. Felix took Jason’s bag and placed it on the floor before he sat down on his bed, back against his pillow.

Jason hadn’t noticed the last time that he’d been in Felix’s room, how much bigger it was than his own. Felix had a full sized bed in there, and still had plenty of room to spare. Over all though, the room wasn’t much to talk about, except for the curiously large Gwen Stafani poster near one of Felix’s windows.

“Come join me.” The boy said, seeming even smaller on his large bed with light blue sheets. Jason nodded and took a seat so he was facing Felix.

“Look, Felix, I-I know I was a jerk today… and a lot in the past couple of weeks… but, I am sorry.” He stated softly. Felix liked that it wasn’t just Jason’s words coming across to him, his voice said everything too. Felix enjoyed being able to understand Jason by tone of voice, it wasn’t a common thing.

“I just got confused.” Felix began. “Like, sometimes I think you really like hanging out with me, cause like, you’ll let me talk, and you’ll take me out to ice cream, and I dunno… I just thought that you enjoyed my company.” He stated, Jason opened his mouth to add something, before Felix cut him off. “I’m not done yet.” He said in a light tone. “So there’s that part of you… I like that part, you don’t talk much but somehow you’re still communicating. Then there’s the part of you that never shows any emotion. I hate that part. Your voice never changes, you never make eye contact, you’re vague and rude. That’s the part that makes me upset and confused… cause… like… I really am trying to get to know you, I don’t think you’re a mean guy, and being as numb as you sometimes get doesn’t seem like it’s in your personality.” The small boy let out a big sigh as he finished his monologue.

“ ‘Lix, trust me, the first part of that is much more of who I am than the second, but, I dunno, I can’t control the second part of me half as well as I would like to.” He said, using the nickname for the small boy that he’d created over the past few weeks.

“Jase, you’re being vague again.” Felix stated blatantly.

“I know.” He sighed, his head hanging. “Felix, what do you know about morphine?”

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