•°•°•°•°•°•°•Monday.
It was club week. So, the cafeteria had people presenting different clubs. You can either make a club, or join a club. The school makes it a requirement. Not only is it club week, it's uniform week, meaning that most of the newcomers are getting uniforms this week. The uniforms are alright to most people, but to the group of kids I'm talking about, they are not.
Noah got called down to the front office, waiting to receive his uniform. He was scrolling on TikTok when he heard his name being called.
"Noah? I have your uniform ready." Ms. Blainley called out. She grabbed the pack of clothes for him and gave it to him. Noah looked at her with confusion.
"I ordered two of these. Where is the other one?" Noah asked.
"Oh! Well, you see, you must of ordered the skirt on accident. We decided to hold it off till someone else that size needs it." She said.
Noah was bewildered. "Excuse me? No, I did order the skirt as well. Now, why won't you give it to me?"
The lady rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm not giving you the skirt. Now, get to class."
"Not until I get what I ordered. Give me my clothes."
Blainley rolled her eyes. "I'm not giving the skirt to you. It's against the guidelines. Now, go to class."
"No, it's not. I can guarantee you, it's not. You are just refusing to give it to me because it's against you."
"If you think I'm homophobic, than I can assure you, I'm not. Noah, I have friends who are homosexual. School system is morally based."
"Then give me back my money."
The lady started to get agitated. She stood up, her hands on the table. "We will refund you, now get to class before you get detention." She said through gritted teeth.
Noah scoffed. "Look, I don't know who the fuck your talking to, but I want my skirt. Now."
Blainley raised her voice. "That's an hour! Get to class, now!"
Noah rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I will get that skirt. Fuck you." Noah walked out, flipping her off as he slammed the door.
"Two hours!"
She sat back down and calm herself down a bit.
"These damn kids."
----------------
Cody was wandering the halls. It was only a few minutes till the bell rings for 3rd period. He spotted his boyfriend and went up to him. He noticed his boyfriend was in a bad mood.
"Hey babe! What's wrong?" Cody took a hold of Noah's hand.
"Well, that ugly ass Barbie doll wannabe won't give me the other uniform I ordered. I feel bad for her daughter."
Cody automatically knew who he was talking about.
"Say, isn't her daughter Dakota?"
"Yup. Anyways, I ordered a skirt. She didn't want to fucking give it to me. Asshole. Yeah, because we're in the year 2023 and they are still getting onto our asses about gender normalities."
"Yeah, Court' and Kaylah we're mad about it as well. They both ordered pants and neither of them received what they wanted. Uniforms are shit."
"Oh, and then you'll never believe what happened."
"What?"
"Bitch gave me 2 hours detention."
Cody wanted to cheer him up somehow. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I have 2 hours in as well."
YOU ARE READING
Wawanakwa High School ~a fanfiction~ [REWRITE IN PROGRESS]
FanfictionLove, heartbreak, friendship, trust, drama, and tears. That's what highschool is about. We're a bunch of helpless teenagers experiencing what might be the worst years of our lives. Different backgrounds, same school. 23 teens are accepted into the...