Damien ran his hands through his hair slowly as he sat in the back of the classroom. His eyes were closed and his arms were crossed over his chest. He had arrived late and didn't even want to be here in the first place. His hair fell slightly into his closed eyes as he let out a small breath. This was bullshit. He just wanted to go home...or something...anything but be in this god forsaken place. It was the end of the day and almost time to go home and he could not wait. He ran his hand through his hair slowly and opened his eyes to take a quick look around the classroom. He smirked when his eyes landed on Jonathon. Oh, how he would love to just bend that boy over on a desk and do dirty things to him. He licked his lips and glanced to the clock. Almost, almost...