I quickly opened my locker and got out my pre-washed gym uniform. I tried ignoring the Asian kids cries for help. As I changed in the locker room I noticed a few small glances from guys who tried not to stare at my body. I felt uneasy as I didn't know their motives in doing so. Eventually though people finally finished changing along with me. Niall had already left with a group of people so it was me, some kid named Joshua, and the Asian kid left.
The Asian kid started to whisper, just loud enough to be heard. "I tried fingering my dog's asshole." Me and Joshua stilled at his words, we were both almost done tying our gym shoes. I looked up to see the Asian kid staring directly at me. He looked scared as I noticed his left pinky start to twitch.
Too many emotions went through me, I didn't have enough time to process what James had said. Without thinking I jumped up and practically ran out the door. Thankfully since the gym uniform was just a White T-Shirt and some black shorts I didn't need to bring anything else out with me. I don't know how much longer I could have been in there.
As I rushed out and finally managed my way into the gym I saw the whole team lined up with the coach rambling. I hurried quickly to the line. The coach saw me and just turned his head to continue speaking. I was still shell shocked over what James had said. Why did he feel the need to say that? Why did he look scared? Why did his left pinky twitch? Where was Joshua and why hasn't he come out of the locker room? Is this why James was so disliked? I didn't know him well enough to make a conclusion. Assumptions could be rather deceiving and deadly, so I tried to push all my assumptions to the back of my head. Rather, I was making it my mission to focus on the coach.
After a few minutes of the coach rambling about how we would be playing a few rounds of dodgeball the door to the gym opened. It wasn't the locker room door that opened though, it was the entrance that came from the outside. The only way I could tell though was the squeak the door made. The only door that would squeak was that door. I found it quite odd. Everyone, including me, turned their heads in unison.
That's when I saw him. A small framed boy with feathery brown hair. He had piercing cerulean eyes, a button nose that was perfectly matched with a strong jawline. Somehow though, he looked quite feminine. His long unruly eyelashes and his thin rosy lips complimented his somewhat feminine figure. I could admit he was attractive, maybe the most attractive male I've ever seen. Something though was different, I found myself being drawn to him in ways I only ever felt towards a woman before, maybe it was how feminine he looked compared to all the other boys, or how everyone always joked I liked "abstract art" better, but he was absolutely beautiful. I knew I couldn't be the only one who thought that, right?
As I shook my head to clear my thoughts, I finally tuned in to what he was saying. As he spoke he seemed nervous, he kept his head down as he played with his fingers, occasionally shifting on his feet in awkward ways. "Is th..this erm- PE class? I am t-the new student. M-m-my name is Louis Tomlinson." The new kid stammered out in a somewhat whisper.
The coach looked annoyed and waved Louis over to his office, though he didn't leave without telling us all to stay here and be quiet. With that he and the new student were gone. A few kids in line groaned whilst others chattered quietly to their peers. I though decided to adjust my bandanna again.
As I was fixing my bandanna I noticed the locker room door swing open, just then I realized that James and Joshua were still not in line. I felt my whole mood shift as I remembered the occurrence that took place minutes earlier. I focused on the door only to see James walk out, Joshua no where in sight. A sick feeling swarmed my body as he caught my stare. He slowly walked out, more of a waddle though due to his size. His face was expressionless up until the door fully shut behind him. A slow eerie insincere smile grew on his face as his eyes seemed to bulge out of his head. Now when I say smile I mean a grin, since the only thing I saw when his mouth parted was his red gums. Just then his left pinky started to twitch again, which soon turned into it curling up into itself. Though the creepiest part was how his left knee kept bending seemingly involuntarily, causing his left side to move down a little in the moments it bent. It was like he was dancing... except he wasn't. In fact, it was like he had no control over his whole left side.
