Date: January 20, 2012 Characters: Isaac Greenberg, Luke Rafferty Location: Issac's classroom Status: Private Summary: Luke assists Isaac in prepping for next week's projects. Completion: Incomplete
"We'll save marker fumes for last. Sorting is kind of my happy place," Luke said, scooting his chair up closer to the table - and okay, the chair was a little small, in a way that was less funny than when he was just watching Isaac sit in them. It tickled him a bit, seeing Iz in his space. Generally Luke would just pull up outside the school if he needed a ride; he'd never quite made it inside. And it was Isaac's space, there were touches of him everywhere. He'd be willing to bet the other teachers' classrooms wouldn't look the same
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"You think?" Isaac took up a stack of construction paper and started cutting triangles out of them. "I like it a lot. And the kids are starting to warm up to me. They love all my New York stories, I think it's like a foreign country to them."
He pushed his distinctly hipsterish glasses up his nose, "One of the boys asked me if I was gay yesterday. That was fun. But otherwise, it's good. How was work today?"
"New York is a foreign country," Luke said, smiling faintly. "I didn't think I'd get used to this. But the kids probably warmed up to you sooner than you think. As long as you gave them the PG version of those stories."
Luke laughed. "I'll never get used to how direct kids can be. What did you tell him?" He shrugged and set aside the pile of yellows. "Work was the same, I suppose--at least I didn't have to head to the shop after."
"Nah, I told 'em about all my crazy sexcapades and rampant drug use." Isaac rolled his eyes. "I like this job, so PG it was."
"I told him that I didn't happen to be, but I had a lot of gay friends and we should respect everyone. I'm still waiting to get a nasty letter from his parents." He started in on circles, carefully maneuvering his scissors around. "Why not? They're not cutting your hours are they?"
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He pushed his distinctly hipsterish glasses up his nose, "One of the boys asked me if I was gay yesterday. That was fun. But otherwise, it's good. How was work today?"
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Luke laughed. "I'll never get used to how direct kids can be. What did you tell him?" He shrugged and set aside the pile of yellows. "Work was the same, I suppose--at least I didn't have to head to the shop after."
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"I told him that I didn't happen to be, but I had a lot of gay friends and we should respect everyone. I'm still waiting to get a nasty letter from his parents." He started in on circles, carefully maneuvering his scissors around. "Why not? They're not cutting your hours are they?"
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