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The Faculty (movie) = Casey Connor & Zeke Tyler # 1 Finish 
20th-Oct-2016 11:06 pm
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Title: School is out - time to move on
Fandom: The Faculty
Characters: Casey / Zeke
Prompt: Finish
Word Count: 361
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: not mine, of course
Note: English is not my first language, so this might be not perfect but it's fun

Finish. Out and over.

Casey's eyes wandered over the large building he had visited day-in-day-out during the last four years. A place of teasing and bullying for him; but also a place of triumph. He had turned from a hobby photographer to the photographer of the school's magazine, had even won two prices for his pictures. He was not the year's best student, but only because of gym. For sure he was not a sports ass but he had a brilliant mind when it came to physics. His teacher, Mr. Furlong had always encouraged him to reach for the stars; because of him, Casey would go to Boston after summer, to MIT.

Finish. Out and over.

Casey's eyes wandered over to the bleachers now. He had never been interested in Football; had just visited the games because of the photos he would need for the school's magazine. At least at first. Until he had noticed this new guy in the team. Slender, not as strong as others of the team but quick and smart. Brown hair, hazelnut brown eyes. The girls went crazy about him from the very first moment.

Casey had needed some more time to admit, at least to himself, that he had a crush on him, too. Of course, a hopeless, secret crush, but he didn't mind. For Casey it was enough to take pictures of him during the games; to watch him during chemistry, where he was sitting only two rows behind him; or the share the bleachers with him, where they sometimes run across each other during lunch.

All the time they had never shared a word. And soon enough Casey would move on and never see him again.

Finish. Out and over.

„It's the last chance, Casey.“

He smiled; his eyes sparkled. and suddenly Casey's heart was up to his mouth. So much better than every picture he had ever taken of him.

„For what,“ he asked.

A warm, soft kiss, a tongue dancing over his upper lip, long fingers caressing his cheeks.

„I've always wanted to do this,“ Zeke whispered.
„Since I've seen you for the first time about a year ago.“
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