Trevor

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It was another day of school at the new school Trevor was putting his books in his bag before leaving his room and going to school, he put his bag on his back and looked at himself in the mirror for the third time before leaving his room, he was smelling well, he had grayish brown fur, his eyes were sapphire green and hazel, he wore a black shirt with sleeves down to his wrists, jeans and brown shoes, he looked at himself in the mirror and combed his hair a little before leaving his room.

- Wait, I think I'm forgetting something. - Trevor said to himself, turning around and going back to his room with his backpack.

- There you are. - Said Trevor as he looked at a romance book that was on his bed, he had taken the book from the library and that was the day he would have to return it, he opened the bag and put it together with three books on other subjects.

Trevor loved romance, he loved reading romantic stories even straight ones, he was romantic and imagined himself in the place of the protagonists of the story being saved from dangers like monsters and dragons by his prince, he liked to read these books in secret when his parents weren't at home, he would take them, read them and quickly return them to the school library; when his parents were at home he would hide them under the bed.

Trevor had a fragile and delicate appearance but despite this he made an effort to appear like a normal guy, he knew that his manner could be seen as weakness by some boys at his new school.

He noticed that he had spent too much time getting ready, the bus had already passed five minutes before, now all he could do was walk to school or catch the bus that passed through the neighborhood, he chose the second option even though he might be a little late. Trevor, sitting at the bus stop, looked around to see if there was anyone looking at him and there wasn't, he opened the bag that was on the bus and took out the book he was reading, he had stopped on page 73, there were still 50 pages to go before finishing the book, he hadn't had enough time to read it, now he would have to return it to the library and get it to finish reading later, he leaped through some pages and reached page 73 when he had to close the book again and enter on the bus, Trevor put his hand in his pocket and gave the driver some coins to pay for the ticket, he went to the bus turnstile and when he was crossing he came face to face with the guy he had a crush on, Derrick

Derrick was sitting in one of the chairs at the back of the bus, he almost never noticed Trevor's presence, Trevor saw Derrick's ears perk up and his gaze look into his, as if he was seeking his attention, which made Trevor a little embarrassed. Trevor looked away and sat in one of the bus seats, pretending that nothing had happened.

- I don't believe it! He looked at me. - Trevor said to himself as his heart beat in his chest.

Derrick was sitting next to Zack who was next to the bus window, Zack was telling some jokes involving Lars and Lars was smiling even though some jokes weren't very funny just to please Zack, Trevor judged Zack's jokes as ridiculous and in bad taste, when the bus stopped in front of the school Trevor got off the bus avoiding looking in the direction of Derrick and their friends, Derrick and his friends got off and walked right behind Trevor, feeling a little nervous, Trevor rushed his steps to go to the library to return the book he had borrowed.

He discreetly removed it from his bag and returned it to the librarian, he could stay there and get another book but he had to quickly return to the room.

As he was returning to the room he saw Derrick coming in the opposite direction he was coming from, he tried to ignore him and enter his room, he tried to put his hand on the doorknob before Derrick put his hands on it and Derrick touched his paw.

- Sorry. - Trevor said, not looking directly into Derrick's eyes.

- It was also my fault. - Said Derrick as he tried to enter the room at the same time with Trevor, causing them to bump into each other.

- It was my bad. - Trevor said embarrassed, at the same time lowering his ears for fear of being hit by Derrick.

- Okay. - Said Derrick, a little serious and standing still and Trevor interpreted that as if Derrick was telling him to go ahead and Trevor went ahead bumping into Derrick again but this time stepping on his foot.

- It's my bad, again. - Trevor said with a yellow smile while everyone in the room watched everything.

- My god, I'm going to get beaten up in front of everyone. - Said Trevor as he watched everyone keep their eyes on him.

- You go in first. - Derrick said a little seriously.

- Okay. - Said Trevor, walking past him and afraid of getting hit in the head, Trevor went to his desk and Trevor sat in another chair on the other side of the room.

Wait something is wrong! Derrick here? Did he fail? He's a year older. - Trevor thought as he saw Derrick sitting at the desk with the most bored look in the world, the class had barely started and it looked like Derrick wanted the class to end quickly.

Trevor took out the art book and the teacher was giving a lesson on humanism, Derrick didn't even bother to take the book out, Trevor avoided looking in the direction he was going but noticed that Derrick seemed to be analyzing him, which made him uncomfortable because It seemed like Derrick was planning to do something like hit him after that class was over, Trevor thought he was very handsome and attractive but he was afraid of him, he knew that Derrick was very violent sometimes.

Derick analyzed Trevor from head to toe, in fact he had been studying him since the previous year, Trevor hardly spoke to anyone and was rarely seen with company, Derrick thought about approaching him so he could do his homework.

Trevor was in the lunch line, there were only three people in front of him, he always took his lunch and sat at a table alone and Derrick was sitting at a table with Zack while waiting for the opportune moment to approach Trevor.

Trevor picked up his lunch tray and sat down alone.

- Where are you going? - Zack asked.

- Looking for an idiot to do my activities. - Said Derrick.

Trevor was drinking milk from a carton when Derick approached him and extended his hand.

- Pleasure.- Said Derrick.

- Trevor - He said, shaking Derrick's hand and still feeling a little ashamed and astonished.

"I think he's got himself an idiot," Travis said as he watched Derick and Trevor talk.

- Oh he's handsome and seems smart. - Said Lars.

- He's not as pretty as you, but he's smarter, I think. - Said Zack, leaving Lars with his ears a little flat.

Zack, you couldn't cheat on a test with the answer's given to you. - Said Travis in Lars defense.

- Come by the house tomorrow Trevor, Trevor is your name right? - Derrick said and Trevor nodded.

- Here's my number, come on over, it'll be nice to meet you. - Said Derrick, handing a piece of paper with his number into Trevor's hand and returning to the table where he was with Zack.

Trevor took the paper with Derrick's number and put it in his pocket, he tried to act normal as if he wasn't under the influence of any emotions, he looked around and no one seemed to care about what had just happened but still he preferred to avoid eye contact with Derrick and his friends even though he felt an explosion of emotions of joy inside.

Trevor took the paper with Derrick's number and put it in his pocket, he tried to act normal as if he wasn't under the influence of any emotions, he looked around and no one seemed to care about what had just happened but still he preferred to avo...

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Derick

This chapter was written by wolfe431 and Skywolf.



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