GAVIN.

The calculus lecture didn't seem to end and it felt like I was sitting in hell. What's worse is that, I couldn't comprehend a thing he was saying. It's like he was speaking gibberish.

Honestly, I don't understand how someone finds calculus amazing. This subject is torture. I'd rather watch Moana than sit through another second of a calculus lecture. Normally, I loathe Disney with all the crappy animations but it seems like a much better option at the moment.

I mean, who even invented Calculus in the first place? What was he thinking? My guess, he was a lonely miserable loser who didn't have anything better to do. Fuck him!

A loud yawn suddenly exited my mouth, thus drawing most people's attention. Their eyes were on me. Including the teacher's.

Who the fuck are you looking at? Mind your damn business, losers.

"Gavin, do you find this lesson boring?" The calculus teacher inquired.

"Ofcourse, it's the most boring lecture. I don't understand how you don't get bored, teaching this fucking subject. I'm literally feeling sleepy, just listening to you. "Was the reply that left my mouth. Murmurs and laughs could be heard in the class.

"Gavin, get out of my class." Seemingly pissed, the teacher stated.

"Thank you sir. I thought you'd never ask." I sighed in relief and got up from my seat.

"Also, you have detention today. So you can kiss basket ball practice, goodbye." His decree caused me to halt in my tracks. Basketball was my life and without it, I was nothing. A nobody.

"Sir...you can't do that. You know that I have a big game next week..I can't miss practice." I tried to reason with him but the fucker just continued writing something on the white board, ignoring my pleas.

"You should have thought of that before making rude comments in my class." He replied.

"Sir, I'm sorry for the comments. I will do anything but please don't make me miss practice." I felt pathetic, begging this loser but it was the only option at that moment.

"Okay. Then, why don't you solve this equation on the board?If you get it right, I will lift the detention but if you fail, you'll get a week's detention. Which means, no practice for a week." A Victorious smile danced on his lips after he had made the declaration.

Fuck! He knows that I don't know shit about Calculus. He knows that I won't get it right. What the fuck do I do now?

"Sure. I will solve the equation." A nervous smile coated my facial features as I took the marker pen from him. I could hear a few giggles in the classroom. They were obviously finding my situation, hilarious. I'd laugh at myself too.

My heart was doing all kinds of somersaults as I stared at the writings on the white board. I had no fucking clue what I was staring at. All I could make out was letter f and x and a bunch of numbers.

"Make sure to explain to the rest of the class how to solve the equation." The teacher added, causing my heart to drop to the floor.

How the fuck does he expect me to explain something that I can't even solve?

"Umm...to find the value of f at x, you...umm..." The words slipped out of my dessicated lips as I tried to solve the problem. My hand was trembling as I tried to scribble something on the board. I was fucking clueless and no amount of scribbling could save the situation.

Suddenly, the teacher's phone commenced ringing. He excused himself by exiting the classroom. A folded piece of paper suddenly, landed on the floor next to my feet. I crouched and picked the folded paper then clandestinely, unfolded it.

This is the solution to the equation. Copy it exactly as I've written.

f(x)=2x-1
f(13)=2(13)-1
=26-1
The answer is 25.

Here's the explanation..
To find the value of f at x when x=13, you simply substitute x with the number 13. Then you minus values on the right hand side and bam! You have the answer.

Halle-fucking- luhya! Thank you Jesus for answering my prayers. I knew that you love me or why else would you send me a miracle at such a difficult time? I promise to be devoted to your teachings, my lord.

After my short prayer, I commenced copying the contents of the note on the white board. No sooner had I finished copying the answer than the calculus teacher walked in.

"Now, to explain how I came about my answer..." I turned my attention to the rest of the class and explained the equation just as whoever sent the note had written.

"Impressive, Gavin. " The teacher complimented. Surprise written all over his face. "The detention is lifted. You can go back to your seat now." He concluded.

"Thank you, sir. " A proud smile made its way to my lips as I strolled back to my seat.

The school bell rang moments later, signalling the end of calculus and the begining of break period.

"Make sure to complete the assignment before our next lecture." The calculus teacher, instructed then exited the classroom afterwards. Noises filled the room as most of the students rushed out for break.

"Gavin, don't worry, your assignment will be completed by tonight." My loyal deskmate stated in an attempt to please my ego.

"I don't doubt it, Clarisse." I retorted while getting up from my seat.

"It's... actually...Clara." She corrected, shyly while fixing her large rimmed glasses.

"Clarisse...Clara, they all sound the same to me. Now, shouldn't you be in the cafeteria getting me a snack?" I dismissed her and she nervously nodded then sauntered away.

"Don't you ever get tired of torturing the poor girl?" A voice which I recognised as Carlito's resonated in the room.

Just the boy I was hoping to torment.

"I pay her for her services." I replied, while stalking towards the exit where Carl was standing, his arms folded across his chest. That morning he was clad in a pair of navy blue denim pants and a black shirt with artistic writings on it. His bushy curls was combed back, exposing his slim facial outline.

"That doesn't mean you should treat her like garbage." He added.

"Who are you to tell me how I should treat my minion?"

"I am the boy who saved your ass from detention." He spilled.

"Do you think that the note magically appeared at your feet? No. I was the one who threw it. You're welcome by the way." His revelation triggered shock waves which spread all over my body.

What the fuck?

"And now, you owe me. " He added, a victorious smile gracing his lips.

"Really? " I chuckled, in disbelief.

"Yes. I saved you from detention which means your basket ball career is still intact. If it weren't for me, you would have lost everything. By that I mean, basketball." He confidently stated.

"So what? Should I lick your butt in return?" Annoyance spilled from my question.

"That would be really hot but no. I don't want you anywhere near my butt. All I want is for you to break off the agreement we had yesterday. The one about me being your slave in return for your silence about my sexuality." He stated his terms.

"Like hell I will. The whole school will find out about your little secret, fag." I spat.

"Then I guess, Mr Modrich will have to find out that you bullied me into giving you the answer to the equation. You'll not only miss practice but also the big game next week." Carlito's threats prompted my heart to skip a beat.

"I didn't bully you into giving me the answers." I shot back.

"He doesn't know that. But since I'm his favourite student, he'll trust my allegations." He decreed.

"You wouldn't dare." I spat.

"Try me, Gavin." His stern gaze was an indication of how serious he was about the matter.

"Okay. The agreement is off. You win. But not for long, Carlito."

"We'll see about that. " A confident smile graced his lips.

"You fucked with the wrong person." I threatened.

"And now I wonder what he'll do to me. I mean he can't even solve a simple equation. What can he do?" He mockingly stated. His words were shattering my ego to pieces. He was shitting all over my shattered ego.

"You won't get away with this Carlito! Nobody speaks to me like this!" Anger was knitted in my speech.

"Watch me get away with all of it, Gavin." He stated, mockingly.

"I will ruin you." My fist was at the brink of connecting with the wall behind him. It was taking all of my self control not to punch a hole through the brick wall. Veins popped on my temples as anger coursed through every nerve and fibre of my being.

"Gavin, if I were you, I would take anger management classes because dude, you've got serious anger issues." He continued poking the hornet's nest, begging to be stung.

"Before I forget, our tutoring session begins tomorrow officially. It'll be at your place. So don't forget to send me the address. Have a lovely day, Gavin." He smilingly declared then strolled off. No sooner had he left than my phone buzzed. Angrily, I fished it from my pocket.

I had received a text from Roman.

Yo, where are you at? Have you seen the video that's going around school?

What video is he talking about?

I'm on my way to the cafeteria. What video are you talking about?

I typed back.

The video of you making out with Carl in the church bathroom. Natasha sent it to everyone in school. He texted back.

What the fuck? Is that what Natasha was talking about earlier? Wait, did he say I'm making out with Carl in the video?

I searched through my phone and found the video Natasha had sent to my phone earlier. I clicked on it and my eyes literally jumped out of their sockets at what I witnessed.