Part 2

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«Lost your way, Darling?»
George turned around to see a tall man, with dirty blonde hair, green mesmerizing eyes, and a little smirk around his mouth.
George was too busy staring at him that he didn't say anything. George actually found him a little bit handsome. But that wasn't allowed. His father had told him how bad being gay was. He looked away.
«No,» he answered, even though it was obviously a lie.
«It doesn't look like you're on the right way, darling,» the boy then answered. «Which lesson are you going to?»
George thought, remembered, and Then answered: «Maths.»
«Oh you're lucky, I'm going there too. Follow me,» the boy said, and started walking. George followed him.
They go to a door numbered 207, and the boy opened the door. «Just walk in,» he said. George then walked inside and found an empty desk, and sat down. The boy sat down two seats behind him.
«You're late, both of you,» said the teacher. «I'm Mr. Bright, and we just started the teaching. Open your books at page 3.»
The math lesson went fast, and when George stumbled out the classroom, he couldn't see anything. There were so much people everywhere.
He then made a way through all the people, and found the front doors. He went outside.
Here it wasn't that many people everywhere. It was a few who were just walking around or talking, but it was almost empty.
«Found you.»
George turned around to see the boy again.
«You know, I never got your name,» the boys said, while lesning against the school wall.
«It's George,» George answered. He felt like this 6 foot man just got more attractive as longer as he stared at him.
«My name's Clay,» the boy said. He straightened up. His eyes were watching George.
«Wanna go to class? It starts in 2 minutes,» Clay informed.
«Yes, please.» George answered.
«Oh god you're so british. I didn't notice,» Clay said.
«What is wrong with being british?» George asked. He was scared that Clay wouldn't like him.
«Nothing, absolutely nothing,» Clay smiled. «I just didn't notice at first. I've never met a british person before. But we have to get to class.»
George followed Clay to the classroom, Where they sat down next to eachother.
The whole school day went, and George picked his stuff so he could go home.
«Come with me.» he heard.

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