Military school (bxb book)

Chapter 6

Masterson's POV

After Clayton left I couldn't help but feel bad for lying to him. He wasn't the only one to know my real name all of the boys in the bunk did, including some others boys too but he just looked so excited when he asked me so I felt the need to lie. Clay is not like the other boys here, he still has that sparkle in his eyes, that little glimpse of hope that his parents will change their minds and suddenly come to pick him up.

All the boys were like that when they first arrived and eventually they get over it and realize they're probably gonna be here for the full time. Some boys spend every school year here and only go back to live with their parents for summer and Christmas just like a regular school.

I hoped none of the boys would take offense to me asking him to make sure everything goes smoothly while I'm gone. Who am I Kidding? The probably will, he is technically the 'new kid' so why would I 'put him in charge' per say.

I actually wasn't, all he has to do is make sure everyone is in bed on time and no one is trying to sneak out and stuff like that. He didn't have to really say anything to them because they already knew the rules, hopefully he doesn't go telling them what I said, I don't think Clay is that kind of person.

What if he goes on some crazy power trip? Starts acting like a dictator. He wouldn't do that unless he wanted all the boys to hate him, except John maybe he was very nice to everyone even boys who bullied him here. John would still wave at them and even smile at them too, it took a lot to make John hate you. I could imagine Cam beating his ass for talking to him a certain way and the next day Clay would be taking my spot in this bed.

All I can do now it go to sleep and hope everything goes well, no one gets hurt and my dad doesn't kick my ass for not making sure 'my boys knew the rules'. As if I had a choice, I'm not a bunk leader here because I want something to make me look good on a college application or something like that. I'm here because my dad runs the place and I was once like these boys too believe it or not.

I was violent, always sneaking out, getting into fights and getting arrested, I even sold drugs for a couple of months but my dad still doesn't know that. He thought the best way to straighten me out was to have me work here and attend the school. I'm way better than I was when I started here so I can say in my unbiased opinion the program works. I can also go home to see my mom whenever I want now but she says she'd rather send me letters and it's good that I've taken my role more seriously here, I'm very happy to know she's proud of me but sometimes letters aren't enough so I do go see her twice a month.

This place has made me learn a lot of this about myself, the most important one though is that I'm gay. No I didn't need to be around a bunch of guys to realize that and no I wasn't 'turned gay' either or whatever that means. I've always known and I was very scared people would find out, that's why I did all those bad things to make myself seem 'more tough and straight'. I even had a girlfriend for a while.

We never fought or argued, she was very nice, her parents loved me and I never ended up coming out to her. The relationship ended on good terms and we don't talk to each other anymore.

I didn't start 'dating' until I got sent here though. If that's what you want to call the arrangement me and the other boys have. It started with John and Jack, they never really ended there relationship once they arrived here and were both very open about it. None of the other boys in the bunk cared, especially me.

John was the one who initiated things with everyone though. Which he still likes to brag about to this day but I told him I was already gay so it doesn't count. John had a way of making you have a crush on him and it didn't help that he has the shape of a girl. When he first joined my bunk I couldn't help but look at him, he is beautiful.