but they aren’t here. I make my way

but they aren’t here. I make my way around the side of his house and see Will standing in the driveway, staring inside his car. When he sees me running toward him, his finger goes up to his mouth, instructing me to be quiet. I peer into the backseat where Kel and Caulder are both crouched in the floorboard, their fingers and hands clamped together in the shape of guns; they're both passed out.
 
I breathe a sigh of relief.
 
“They would make horrible guards,” he whispers.
 
“Yeah, they sure would.”
 
We both stand there, staring at our little brothers. Will's arm goes around me and he gives my shoulders a quick squeeze. His hug doesn't linger at all though, so I know it's nothing more than a gesture expressing relief that our brothers are safe.
 
"Hey, before you wake them up, I've got something of yours inside." He walks toward his house so I follow him inside and into the kitchen.
 
My heart is still pounding against my chest, although I can't distinguish if it's the aftermath of the search for our brothers, or if it's just being in Will's presence.
 
He pulls something out of his satchel and hands it to me. "Your keys" he says as he drops them into my hand.
 
"Oh, thanks," I say, somewhat disappointed. I don’t know what I expected him to have but I was fantasizing that maybe it was his resignation letter.
 
"It's running fine now. You should be able to drive it home tomorrow." He makes his way to his couch and sits.
 
"What? You fixed it?" I say.
 
"Well, I didn't fix it. I know a guy who was able to put an alternator on it this afternoon."
 
His comparison in the parking lot comes back to mind. Somehow I doubt he would have an alternator put on any other student's vehicle.
 
"Will, you didn't have to do that," I say as I sit beside him on the couch. "Thanks though. I'll pay you back."
 
"Don't worry about it. You guys have helped me a lot with Caulder lately, it's the least I can do."
 
And yet again, I'm at a loss for what to say next. It feels like that first day I was standing in his kitchen, contemplating my next move after he helped me with my bandage. I know I should get up and leave, but I like being here next to him. Even if I am finding myself in his debt again. I finally find the confidence to speak again.
 
"So, can we finish our conversation from earlier?"
 
He adjusts himself in the couch and props his feet on the coffee table in front of us. "That depends," he says. "Did you come up with a solution?"
 
"Well, no," I reply, just as a possible solution comes to mind. I lean my head against the back of the couch and meekly suggest my idea.
 
"Suppose these feelings we have just get more… complex." I pause for a moment. I'm not sure how he's going to take this new suggestion of mine, so I tread lightly.
 
"I wouldn't be opposed to the idea of getting a G.E.D."
 
"That's ridiculous," he says, eyeing me sharply. "Don't even think like that. There's no way you’re quitting school, Lake."
 
I'm Lake again.
 
"It was just an idea," I say.
 
"Well, it was a dumb one.”
 
We both think silently, neither of us coming up with any other solutions. My head is still resting against the back of the couch as I watch him. His arms are crossed behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling. His jaw is clenched tight and he's absentmindedly popping his knuckles.
 
He's no longer wearing the clothes he wears as a teacher. Instead, he has a plain white fitted t-shirt on and grey jogging pants that are almost identical to the ones I'm wearing. For the first time tonight, I notice his hair is wet. I haven't been this close to him in weeks; I was beginning to forget what he smells like. I inhale as I take in the scent of his aftershave. It smells like the air in Texas right before it starts to rain. If thunder had a smell, I imagine Will would smell just like it.
 
There's a small dab of shaving cream right below his left ear. My hand instinctively moves up to his neck as I wipe it away. He flinches and turns toward me and I defensively hold up my finger as if to prove my reason for touching him. He pulls my hand toward him as he rubs my finger across his shirt, wiping off the excess shaving cream.
 
Our hands come to rest on his chest as we continue to look at each other in silence. My palm is flat against his heart and I can feel it rapidly beating against my hand. I know this exchange between us is wrong, but it feels incredibly right.
 
He allows my hand to remain on his chest as it moves up and down to the rhythm of his breath. The look in his eyes is the exact look he had when he was watching me in class today. Although this time, my physical response is more intense and I struggle to control the powerful urge to lean in and kiss him. I’ve wanted to talk to him like this for over a month now. I still had so much to say before he started pretending I didn’t exist. I’m afraid as soon as I walk out of his house tonight, the isolation will return. I decide to tell him what I’ve wanted to say to him for weeks.

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tetapi mereka tidak di sini. Aku membuat jalan di sekitar sisi rumahnya dan melihat Will berdiri di jalan masuk, menatap dalam mobilnya. Ketika dia melihat saya berlari ke arahnya, jarinya naik ke mulutnya, memerintahkan saya untuk diam. Aku mengintip ke kursi belakang di mana Kel dan Caulder keduanya meringkuk di lantai mobil, jari-jari dan tangan mereka dijepit bersama-sama dalam bentuk senjata; mereka berdua pingsan. Aku bernapas lega. "Mereka akan membuat penjaga mengerikan," bisiknya. "Ya, mereka pasti akan." Kami berdua berdiri di sana, menatap saudara kecil kami. Lengan Will terjadi di sekitar saya dan dia memberikan bahu saya meremas cepat. Pelukan-Nya tidak berlama-lama sekali, jadi saya tahu itu tidak lebih dari sebuah mengekspresikan lega isyarat bahwa saudara-saudara kita aman. "Hei, sebelum Anda membangunkan mereka, aku punya sesuatu dari Anda di dalam." Dia berjalan menuju rumahnya jadi aku mengikutinya di dalam dan ke dapur. Hatiku masih berdebar dada saya, meskipun saya tidak bisa membedakan apakah itu setelah pencarian untuk saudara-saudara kita, atau apakah itu hanya berada di hadapan Will. dia menarik sesuatu dari tasnya dan menyerahkannya kepada saya. "Kunci Anda" katanya sambil menjatuhkan mereka ke tangan saya. "Oh, terima kasih," kataku, agak kecewa. Aku tidak tahu apa yang saya harapkan dia memiliki tapi aku berfantasi bahwa mungkin itu surat pengunduran dirinya. "Ini berjalan baik-baik saja sekarang. Anda harus bisa mengendarainya pulang besok." Dia membuat perjalanan ke sofa dan duduk. "Apa? Kamu tetap?" Saya katakan. "Yah, aku tidak memperbaikinya. Saya tahu seorang pria yang mampu menempatkan alternator pada sore ini." Perbandingan Nya di tempat parkir datang kembali ke pikiran. Entah bagaimana aku ragu dia akan memiliki alternator memakai kendaraan setiap siswa lain. "Will, Anda tidak perlu melakukan itu," kataku sambil duduk di sampingnya di sofa. "Terima kasih sekalipun. Aku akan membayar Anda kembali." "Jangan khawatir tentang hal itu. Kalian telah banyak membantu saya dengan Caulder akhir-akhir ini, itu yang bisa kulakukan." Dan lagi, aku bingung untuk apa yang harus dikatakan selanjutnya. Rasanya seperti itu hari pertama aku berdiri di dapur, merenungkan langkah berikutnya setelah dia membantu saya dengan perban saya. Aku tahu aku harus bangun dan pergi, tapi aku suka berada di sini di sampingnya. Bahkan jika saya menemukan diri saya dalam utang lagi. Saya akhirnya menemukan kepercayaan diri untuk berbicara lagi. "Jadi, kita bisa menyelesaikan percakapan kami dari awal?" Dia menyesuaikan diri di sofa dan alat peraga kakinya di meja kopi di depan kami. "Itu tergantung," katanya. "Apakah kau datang dengan solusi?" "Yah, tidak," jawabku, hanya sebagai solusi yang mungkin datang ke pikiran. Aku bersandar kepala bagian belakang sofa dan patuh menyarankan ide saya. "Misalkan perasaan ini kami baru saja mendapatkan lebih ... kompleks." Aku berhenti sejenak. Saya tidak yakin bagaimana dia akan mengambil saran baru ini saya, jadi saya tapak ringan. "Saya tidak akan menentang gagasan mendapatkan GED" "Itu konyol," katanya, menatapku tajam. "Jangan pernah berpikir seperti itu. Tidak ada cara Anda berhenti sekolah, Lake." Aku Lake lagi. "Itu hanya sebuah ide," kataku. "Nah, itu adalah salah satu bodoh." Kami berdua berpikir diam-diam, tak satu pun dari kami datang dengan solusi lain. kepalaku masih bersandar belakang sofa saat aku melihatnya. lengannya disilangkan di belakang kepala saat ia menatap langit-langit. rahangnya yang terkatup rapat dan dia melamun bermunculan buku-buku jarinya. dia tidak lagi mengenakan pakaian yang dikenakannya sebagai guru. Sebaliknya, ia memiliki putih polos pas t-shirt dan celana joging abu-abu yang hampir sama dengan yang aku memakai. untuk pertama kalinya . malam ini, aku melihat rambutnya basah saya belum ini dekat dengan dia dalam minggu, saya mulai melupakan apa yang dia bau seperti saya tarik napas saat saya mengambil dalam aroma aftershave-nya baunya seperti udara di Texas.. tepat sebelum hujan mulai turun. Jika petir memiliki bau, aku membayangkan Will akan bau seperti itu. Ada setetes kecil krim cukur tepat di bawah telinga kirinya. tanganku secara naluriah bergerak naik ke lehernya seperti yang saya menyekanya. Dia tersentak dan berbalik ke arahku dan aku membela diri mengangkat jari saya seakan membuktikan alasan saya untuk menyentuhnya. Dia menarik tanganku ke arahnya saat ia menggosok jari saya di bajunya, menyeka krim cukur kelebihan. Tangan kami datang untuk beristirahat di dadanya karena kami terus melihat satu sama lain dalam diam. Palm saya adalah datar terhadap hatinya dan aku bisa merasakan dengan cepat mengalahkan melawan tanganku. Aku tahu pertukaran antara kita yang salah, tapi rasanya sangat tepat. Dia memungkinkan tangan saya untuk tetap di dadanya ketika bergerak naik dan turun dengan irama napasnya. Tatapan matanya adalah tampilan yang tepat dia ketika dia menonton saya di kelas hari ini. Meskipun saat ini, respon fisik saya lebih intens dan saya berjuang untuk mengendalikan dorongan kuat untuk bersandar dan menciumnya. Aku ingin berbicara dengannya seperti ini selama lebih dari satu bulan sekarang. Aku masih memiliki begitu banyak untuk mengatakan sebelum dia mulai berpura-pura aku tidak ada. Aku takut segera setelah saya berjalan keluar dari rumah malam ini nya, isolasi akan kembali. Saya memutuskan untuk menceritakan apa yang telah saya ingin mengatakan kepadanya untuk minggu.