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Brock's POV

"Come on son, lighten up, i'm sure your day will be great," My father assured me as he waited for a reaction. "i'm sure you'll love it here," My dad offered as we drove up too the school.

"I'm sure it will dad..." I sigh as a bent the page of my book I was reading.

My dad's rusted car pulled up in front of the school. I looked over at him with misery. He just gave me a small smile signaling that everything would be alright. I sighed once more as I looked at the kids entering the school.

"If you don't stop sighing your be out of breath," My dad joked, punching arm lightly.

I shook my head and smiled. My dad can't even make a good dad joke, what a shame. I did as he ordered me to and opened the door, grabbing my backpack from the floor board, and grabbing so extra binders that didn't fit inside of my bag. As soon as I shut the old car door and turned around, I could here the old car drive away.

I sighed once more. Maybe my dad was right, I was getting lightheaded from sighing. At least that's what I told myself as I walked towards the main doors of the school.

'Calm down Brock. It's the start of the new school year. There are other new students in your grade. Please don't freak out on the first day," I thought to myself as I quietly whisper stay calm under my breath multiple times.

I soon entered the tenth grade. When I began to see lockers, I looked down at a paper with all my information, such as my locker number and my classes. The paper read that my locker number was zero-eight-seven and the locker combo was twenty-three, forty-five, zero-six. I looked up at the lockers seeing small numbers above them.

Eighty-five...

Eighty-six...

Eighty-seven!

I mentally let out a sigh of relief along with a slightly loud, and embarrassing, 'aha' as i unlocked my blank locker. I shoved my all my things in my in the locker and then looked out my classes. First block, science. I took in a deep breath, at least i got something i'm good at. The only sucky thing about this school was that, this school had a strict no book bag policy so i would have to stop by my locker every passing period.

Stupid rule, but this kids do like kind of sketchy. They probably are preventing kids from bringing guns to class or something. I'm sure that wouldn't stop anybody though, they could probably just get on out of there backpack during passing periods and bring it to lunch or something.

No that I think about it, I probably shouldn't be judging other students let alone evaluating how to sneak a gun into to school. I'm sure a good percent of these people are decent. Maybe I'll find a video game club or something geeky and nerdy like that.

I grabbed my binder and headed in a random direction. This was not the best plan as i almost instantly became lost. Luckily, as if i was sent i knight and shinning armor, i felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, are you lost?" The voice asked.

I turned around to see a tall thin man who looked like a fellow student. He had dark, clear skin, soft brown eyes, and slight pink, soft looking lips, with purple snake bite pierced through them. I was distracted by his eyes for a moment but quickly tapped out of it. I smiled as my face turned red, as i'm sure he caught me looking at him.

"Is it that obvious?" I replied.

"I'm not gonna lie, kinda... you're new around here aren't you?" He questioned.

"Again, i guess i'm too obvious," He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"What class you got?" He smiled now looking at me for an answer.

"Uhh..." i nervously looked down at my sheet. "Sciences with Mr. Clog," I looked up him again.

"Hey, i have that class this block as well," He walked off. When he noticed i wasn't following him he turned around, "Come on i don't bite," He yelled back and winked.

'Oh boy...' i thought to myself, 'Not this again...'

I followed him to a cold room full of tables made for multiple students to sit at, like little groups which seemed weird for a high school. Back at KePult we sat at our own desks in rose. Bleh... i don't even want to think about KePult.

"We have assigned seats in this class, there's a list right there but seeing as the only empty seat in this class is next to me, you probably sit there" He walked over to his desk setting his stuff down and sitting across from this Asian guy.

I tried my best to walk over and sit next to them normally but knowing me it was a probably a pretty awkward walk. I sat my stuff under the table and sat.

"Marcel, who the hell is this?" I look up to see the other guy pointing at me.

"Oh, that was rude, Evan this is... actually... what your name?" He asked looking at me with those eyes again.

"Uhh B-Brock," I stuttered.

It was silence as we looked into each others eyes. Suddenly my questionable sexuality was no longer questionable. Ten out of ten gay for this guy and ten out of ten would be gay for him again.

"You two gonna kiss or..." Evan interrupted us.

I looked away blushing.

"Wow nice going man, just ruined the moment," Marcel scolded Evan sarcastically making me laugh a bit.

He looked back over at me.

"Don't worry, he's just jealous that he can't come out of the closet."

I looked over at Evan to see him just shrug.

"He's not wrong," He threw his hand back.

"Wait, why can't you come out?" I asked.

"The hockey coach is homophobic and will kick me out id he sees it, i'd tell my parents but he's a good coach so i can't really do anything..." He sighed.

I grew a worried expression on my face.

"Wait, the football coach isn't homophobic is he?' i asked Marcel.

"No, why do you ask," He replies with a sly look on his face.

i paused for a moment then replied.

"N-no reason..."

A/n: I don't really expect this to get popular considering i've only seen a handful of people hint that they ship this sooooo.... this probably wont be update too often...