Who: Ethan & Harris
What: Tutoring, teasing and tentative friendship?
Where: Harris' room
When: Thursday, December 8th, 2011; nighttime
Normally, Harris only met with Ethan on Mondays - between his athletics and job, it was the most available time for the both of them - but apparently that just wasn't going to cut it anymore. His grades were still dangerously low, and even if he wasn't risking a breach of his probation, he'd be risking academic probation for his sports; he'd been in that position once at McKinley, and he didn't fancy going through it again. When he didn't have his sports to channel his aggression into, things got ten times worse for him. He supposed, too, that he was disappointed that it was his English mark that he was struggling with so much. The essay that he'd gotten back that day hadn't been his best, and he knew that, but seeing the red F at the top of it was kind of a downer.
Harris wasn't an idiot - or if he was, he wasn't as bad as he let on - and English could, by all rights, be his best subject, if only he'd apply himself. He loved reading, and had since he was young, but being a bookworm would be killer to his reputation. At McKinley, it had been easy enough to maintain passing grades with minimal effort, but at Dalton... Harris had gotten a lot more than he'd bargained for, and it frustrated him to no end. He could either continue the way he was going and, at best, scrape by, or, at worst, flunk out and be thrown back into juvie, or he could risk his reputation and actually make an effort to be a decent student... He just wasn't sure what the lesser of two evils was. The desire for the latter seemed to be winning, though, and Harris supposed it was because he liked the freedom too much. Being incarcerated would mean constant supervision, detox and withdrawal, and it would be a huge damper on his social and sex life.
With all of that in mind, he'd texted Ethan after English earlier in the day and had arranged to meet with him later. Now that swim practice was over, Harris fired off another text to him, indicating that he was back in his room and that Nate was out. It would be easier for Ethan to just come over, rather than heading over to the library.