Peyton looked ahead, not really wanting to look at Avery anymore. Even though it had been many years, it still broke his heart to see the other male in front of him once again. He looked back at Avery when he asked him the questions and nodded slowly. “I’m a teacher.” He mentioned to him. “As long as you are doing something you enjoy, that’s really all that matters at the end of the day, I guess.” He said to Avery before he was looking away from him again.
“A teacher? That’s...that’s awesome.” Avery said sincerely. It fit Peyton, or at least the Peyton that he had known. “Yeah, you’re right. What grade do you teacher?” He continued the conversation, hoping to keep up the semi-nice mood.








