Christian Hayes

Science isn’t about watching movies. I don’t understand how that’s a class. At least the teacher should have you guys make volcanoes. I think you can talk to a teacher about it. 

What is it about? There was a vote about it, I guess. Apparently, I'm not as lazy as I thought I was. Doing experiments sounds a lot more fun than listening to a guy gnaw on his pencil for forty-five minutes. 

That doesn’t sound like science at all. That doesn’t sound like much of anything.You could see if you could transfer out. it wont be an easy A, but you’ll probably have more fun. 

We've mostly just been watching videos about Volcanoes. I thought we'd get to do something with that but I guess not. Just more videos. Maybe, yeah. I could talk to my teacher about it. Or whoever does that.

It’s safe to assume that it’s going to happen. Some students don’t like following instructions even though they’re simple. It makes my job harder. 

I took Earth Science because I thought it'd be an easy A. So far we've only collected rocks. Right now, I'm kind of regretting my decision.

My class asked me to teach them how to make something explode

Should I expect loud noises coming from your classroom? 

Gavin was hoping that finding his brother would be an exciting thing for his nephew, but the lack of a immediate answer made Gavin tilt his head slightly. He didn’t want Christian to be disappointed in what he found. ” That’s a lot better than no,” Gavin replied with a small smile. He figured Christian probably wanted to hear from his brother immediately and that’s why his response wasn’t too excited after hearing from a girlfriend instead. ” Maybe he doesn’t like talking on a phone?” Gavin said with a light shrug. ” At least you have plans to meet though, which is great. Do you want me to help with anything?

Christian bit the inside of his cheek and then nodded, "You're right. Maybe I just expected things to be a little different though, I don't know." He was shrugging now, his words fading into silence as he listened to Gavin make excuses for his brother. "I guess." He would have to wait it out and see. For now he was going to take Gavin's suggestion as the truth and deal with the reality later. "Not really. I'll probably need a ride though." Christian preferred to get around on his own but he could swallow his independence for a brief time. 

He stared at the gift in his hands, still confused about it, despite his brother explaining that it was for cigarettes and money. Spencer nodded, hoping that Christian wouldn’t think that he didn’t like what he’d received. His eyes wandered over the surface of the box, landing on a place that he was sure he could open it from. He pulled at it a little bit, not paying attention to the fuss around him, until it popped open in his hands. The inside had two clips, but he didn’t think he could fit a pack of cigarettes into. It seemed too slim. He shrugged and closed it again, before setting it down.

Emily thought it was really amazing that Christian had played the music. She was someone who loved music since the day she was born, but didn’t know how to play anything. She admired anyone with a skill like that regardless of age. ” I think that’s awesome, Christian,” Emily replied before nodding her head about Sidney liking the music. She knew the music had an impact on a baby even in the smallest capacity and she liked that her son had something that was created by his uncle. 

Christian held the CDs tightly in his hand. There was admiration and delight on his face as he occasionally brought the cases into his view. He realized though that he had been quiet for some time, even after everyone else had spoken. All he really wanted to do was go home and listen to music in his room but he couldn't just bail on his family, it was Christmas. 

As Christian explained his reasoning behind the question, or at least that’s how Dexter took it, the older man bobbed his head back and forth slowly in understanding. He got what Christian was say, about getting in experiences and all, and though he didn’t really say it, Dexter knew the younger man’s diminishing eye sight probably had a lot to do with it. He, of course, wasn’t going to bring it up if Christian wasn’t, knowing it was probably a sore subject for him, so he just offered the teenager a smile and rubbed the back of his neck as he let out a small chuckle. “Yeah, well you might not get hired until you’re sixteen but once you are man, it’d be cool to see you around here more often.” Dexter offered the younger boy a smile. He really did enjoy his company and wouldn’t mind having him around, even if he wasn’t the most talkative person out there, but Dexter never cared about things like that.

Christian took in a deep breath and nodded, "Yeah, sure." A small grin appeared across his face as he thought about Dexter's comment. Having a job would bring extra money into Christian's life as well as some independence but the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of getting friends out of it too. He hadnt gained any friends since moving to Renata, though he couldn't say he wanted any from his school, but Dexter seemed like someone he wouldn't mind spending time with. Even if Dexter was a bit older than him.

Spencer thought back to what his life was like when he was fifteen. He was still in his mother’s house; still dealing with her boyfriends and getting hit on an almost usual basis. He was lonely, but he’d met Emily, and she kept him happy. For the most part, at least. He wondered how Christian’s life was different than his had been, but he didn’t feel comfortable asking for such intimate details from what was basically a stranger in front of him. “Sixteen’s a cool age,” he offered. That was how old he’d been when he got his first apartment, and being on his own was fun in his youth; he did whatever he wanted. 

Christian tilted his head down as he thought about Spencer's remark. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know about his brother's life as a teenager. It didn't seem to matter much now. They had missed out on spending their past together and he didn't want to waste time focusing on time he'd never get back. Besides, he thought it might be inappropriate if he asked him what life was like for him when he was the same age. They were related but they weren't close. After a brief silence he responded, "Oh, that's what everyone tells me." The topic didn't come up often but most people were positive about turning sixteen, even if being a teenager was admittedly difficult. "I'm kind of looking forward to driving, I guess." His window to learn how to drive, and be allowed behind the wheel, was closing each day but he was still hopeful that he'd get to experience that freedom for a small while at the very least. "Learning to drive, anyway."

Gavin had barely slept the night before and was currently nursing his forth cup of coffee. He was simultaneously reading through sheet music to get some inspiration to motivate him into putting a little time back into music. So far nothing was clicking. His brain used to be so much more clear and this wasn’t what he needed. Gavin turned once he saw Christian ans smiled softly at his nephew. His eyes widened slightly at Christians comment. It didn’t take very long for the the teen to communicate with his brother. He was grateful for that fact, seeing as how they had moved here for that very purpose. ” That’s great. Are you excited?” Gavin replied before furrowing his brow at the next sentence. ” Kind of? Why is it kind of?”

Christian thought about his uncle's question a bit before giving him an answer. He was looking forward to meeting his brother but he was nervous about it too. Making official plans was sending his stomach swirling but he didn't really mind. "Um, yeah, I think so." Christian nodded as if he was sure of his answer. "Oh, I didn't really talk to Spencer." He admitted, carefully. "But me and his girlfriend, I guess, made plans. So I'm going to meet them both." 

Emily watched Christian for a moment as he entered the house. He looked a lot like Spencer except for the height, She figured that had to have come from somewhere else, but it’s was obvious they were brothers. Taking another glance, she could practically see how the teen felt about this whole situation and Emily didn’t want to step in the way at all. She knew Spencer had a hard time talking to people in general, but people he was related to that he had never met was a whole different situation. Emily wasn’t quite sure how Spencer was going to react to all of this, even though she believed thing’s would go well. She shut the door behind her as quietly as possible, to not disturb Sidney in her arms. He was calm and not fussing, so she didn’t want to do anything that would change that.  

His brother didn’t look like him. At least, Spencer didn’t think so. He was taller. His hair was darker. He was different. It wasn’t that he’d been expecting anything from Christian, because, honestly, he had no idea what was going to happen, but he definitely didn’t look at him and see their relation. Luckily, he didn’t remind him that much of their dad, either. He had nothing to say, but he wasn’t necessarily grateful for his younger brother breaking the silence. It just reminded him what a difficult time he had socializing. His fingers curled up into his palm, into a fist, before releasing. He repeated the motion with both hands, in an attempt to calm himself down. He looked around for Emily, or Sidney, or any familiar face that would comfort him, but it was just Christian. 

"Yeah, same." His face lit up softly before falling blank. Christian was happy that the introductions were over, for the most part. They were always uncomfortable. There was a lot to be caught up on though. Spencer and Christian were strangers, despite sharing blood, and it'd take more than a greeting to learn more about each other. Christian was definitely curious about Spencer's life but he didn't know if his brother shared the same interest about his. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to share much of his past. It wasn't something he spoke about. People had a tendency to feel sorry for Christian and while he couldn't deny that he'd faced a lot more than most his age, he didn't want people to treat him like their friendship was a charity case.