~ My Boy ~ (trans bxb)

Bashful Beginnings

Third Person POV

The first 3 periods went by very slowly. Most of Finn's teachers drawling on and on about the subjects they taught as he barely payed attention, excusing his lack of focus on nerves and vowing to study that night to catch back up. Finally, lunch approached and even more nerves started to build over the thought of the large crowd of hormonal teenage boys that could start a fight at any moment.

The walk from his History lesson was short. The glass double doors to the large dining arena came into sight and Finn considered skipping lunch to find a quiet place to tuck himself away in the peace. That thought was quickly dismissed when his stomach let out a rather loud grumble. Swarms of boys of many ages fumbled into the line for the mediocre kitchen staff's food and Finn joined in at the back behind a group of what looked to be seniors and a few stray juniors he slightly recalls seeing in classes earlier.

A skyscraper of a senior turned around and stared him down for a second glancing back at one of the Juniors who Finn recognised to be Jared.
"Is this the new kid you were talking about?" The seniors voice was deep, the milky waves of his voice reverberating loud enough for Finn to catch as he gestured his thumb behind him at the boy.
"Yeah! Hey kid, remember me from home room?" Jared pushed to the back of the group standing slightly too close for Finn's liking and looking down on him with a big grin.
"Uh, yeah. Jared right?"
"That's me, wanna sit with us at lunch, me and my soccer buddies normally eat lunch together." Jared offered his smirk never wavered and neither did his intense stare.

With a quick once over at the group of teens most of which were now also staring at him with looks of either 'who tf is this kid' or just small smiles, Finn decided this was better than being alone or stuck with a group of randoms. At least he'd know someone at the table.
Finn finally returned Jared's gaze "Sure." He smiled, his eyes crinkled with the grin. It took about 10 minutes for the hoard of upper classmen to all get food and find seats, Finn sitting to the end of the table next to Jared and across from a smaller boy he didn't recognise.

The group mingled rather loudly, having few table manners and making all sorts of feral noises as they ate. Jared turned to Finn.
"You already know me but I'll introduce everyone else." The tables hustle and bustle died down a little to make room for Jared's words.
"This is Preston but we just call him Hoger" he gestured to the skyscraper from before and Preston waved at him. Jared went around the table each boy giving Finn a glance or a wave as Jared said their names or nick names finally landing on the boy across from Finn.
"And last but not least is Thomas, or as we love to call him our precious little Pocket Rocket" the affection in his voice oozed around the room. Some of the boys chuckled and Thomas rolled his eye pushing his food around his tray for a second before looking to Finn.

"Tom is fine." His voice was full of deadpan at the previous uproar of jokes from the rowdy group.
"Finn, nice to meet you Tom" Finn spoke at he rested his head on his arm, still not taking a bite of his food as he was too uncomfortable to eat in front of such a large crowd. Thomas smirked around his mouthful of food, dropping his gaze for a second before staring down the table at the conversations that had started back up. That went well.

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It was now 7th period. Finn's final class of the day being HPE, his lests favourite. The HPE lessons also acted as social classes as the school chose to mix students from all grades together to and I quote 'promote social diversity and enhance the schools brotherly love' or some bullshit like that. Not only did Finn hate most sports, he also hated having to get changed for the class as the nearest unisex bathroom was still a ways a way from the Sports Hall.

After a quick 10 minute changing session that almost ended in tears when Finn looked at himself in the ugly and wrong fitting sports uniform, the boy entered the large hall that was decked out with seats and double doors that lead to a much larger football oval.
"Alright boys! A short but burly older man who Finn had met during one of his meetings before enrolling and knew to be Mr Vickor shouted across the hall, the students gathering in front of the teacher.