"why do we have to wear uniforms? It's not a religious school." Nick complained, sat in the back of the car.
"Mr Liser said it would help control the boys.. impulses. I think you'd look handsome in a uniform Nicky" Diane smiled, driving the boys to a uniform store "Sammy wore uniforms in his old school, and he looked handsome, I've seen pictures of him in his little blazer"
Nick looked out the window "it's not fair"
"That's life" Sam mumbled. He wasn't happy about having to wear a uniforms either, they were itchy and tight and uncomfortable. Elliot had asked Mr Liser if Sam could be excluded from the uniforms due to his sensory issues but Liser had refused, saying that it wouldn't be fair to the other students.
They pulled up outside of Westchester Uniform Store, nick got out grumbling. Sam followed, not happy either. Mrs Birch led them into the store and over to the pants "the uniform is brown pants, white polo shirt and black shoes"
Sam chewed his lip, he hated the texture of polos "great.."
"You gotta punch that freak Jay. He's the whole reason you have to wear this." Benji grumbled
Mrs Birch handed the boys clothes in both of their sizes and took them to the changes rooms. Sam sighed looking at the pile of clothes on the chair in front of him
"If you go to school in that you'll be overstimulated all day!" Teto buzzed "You'll have a meltdown in class and everyone will make fun of you!!"
"I know.." he sat down
"C'mon mate.. we should at least try" Benji said, trying to calm him down
Sam sighed and got changed, the texture of the polo immediately got to him. He did some deep breaths "nope. Nope" he fiddled with the collar. He walked out of the changing room to show Mrs Birch "I can't.."
"It's ok Sammy, you can wear a t-shirt under it if that helps?' Diane crouched down to get in his level.
"Well.. I don't know.." he tapped the sides of his legs, trying to stim out the impending panic attack
"I'll get Mr Liser to make an exception, trust me. You may have to go in with this for one day but I'll do it" Mrs Birch said, trying to comfort Sam.
Sam noded, he had gone non verbal. He looked over to find Nick and saw him hugging Jessi. He smiled, happy to see them made up. He pulled at his collar
"You can change out of it Sammy, it fits" Mrs Birch smiled
Sam smiled and ran into the changing room. He practically tore the polo off and got back into his t shirt
"Burn the polo shirt. Burn this whole place down!" Benji shouted.
***
The next day at school Sam was at his locker, putting his things away. He chews his lip trying to ignore the feeling of the polo.
Andrew walked up to Nick, looking panicked "Hay Nick, how am I? I'm ok I went to a nazi meeting"
Sam's head turned so fast he would have broke his neck
"Oh Andrew.." he said with a mix of concern and disgust
"Nonono I didn't like it.."
"Well that's good news.. hay, what's going on with you lately?" Nick asked
"I don't know..its just been really hard with the Missy and the Larse thing, cus it made me so angry and I thought I was the victim but now I think that maybe I'm the asshole" he started to tear up
"That is possible.." Nick grimaced as Andrew began to cry
"I don't wanna have hate in my heart..." He goes to hug Nick
"Oh, come here buddy'' he hugs him
"God.. they hated Jews so much.."
"I know..It's hard" Nick hugs him
Sam smiled, Nick seemed to like hugging his friends.
"You know what's not hard? My dick!" Jay said cheerily
Sam chuckled a little 'here we go' he thought to himself, closing his locker
Benji's hand came out of the narrow slats in the locker in a thumbs up "mine is!"
"Hay that's great Jay" Nick said pulling away from the hug, he looked bored of this conversation already
"D'ya wanna know what?" Jay asked exitedly
"Let me guess you fucked a turkey" Nick sighed
"What? No.. you wish!!... Ok I did and it was AWESOME. Get this; at one point it was on top" Jay shared his gross news loudly, unaware of Jessi walking over to the group "the turkey rode me, reverse turkey girl!"
"Oh Jay, how did I ever let you go" Jessi said sarcastically
"Oh and she let me cheese on her jibblets" he continued
Sam and Jessi rolled their eyes, Sam smiled a little, Jay was kinda growing on him.
"Whoa guys check it out!" Jessi pointed towards the door where others were staring as Missy walked through the door in er overalls, not uniform
"Why did she get to come in her clothes but I didn't?" Sam looked at Benji
"I don't think she was allowed-" Benji chuckled
Caleb pointed at Missy "Missy's not wearing her uniform." This made me Liser smash his clip board on the floor
"If he throws tantrums like that he shouldn't be allowed to teach.." he mumbled to Jessi, she nodded "hes a dick"
"Miss Forman-Greenwald. What am I not seeing on your body?" Mr Liser asked condescendingly, crossing his arms
Missy looked up at him, first panic, then anger "I'm not wearing my uniform, because its butt ugly and stupid. And you are a creepy sexist fudge face!"
All the girls began to cheer "oh, now you're cheering, rah rah rah. Your cheers are hollow! You shamed me for what I wore! All your girls are a bunch of hypocrites!"
Sam chuckled
Jay laughed louder "suck it lady's!"
"Oh button your yap Jay. And just so you know; boys aren't animals. They are capable of self control."
"I learned that too Missy!" Andrew smiled widely
"AND YOU." Missy grumbled
"Oh no.." Andrew cowered
"We went out for like five fudging days." She poked his chest hard "I don't owe you squat didaly. Get over it señor poop."
Sam called his hand to his mouth, trying to stop himself from laughing
"Alright Missy, that's enough" Mr Liser crossed his arms
"Chow down on your vertical frown, Liser!"
"What is that supposed to even mean to me?" He asked
"Uh what that is supposed to mean is that it's time for you to eat your own ass you bozo!"
Everyone gasped, Sam smiled. This wasn't the first time he'd seen a nice person snap on a bad teacher, but the last time it happened the kid was suspended for breaking the teachers nose.
"This? My asshole?? You can't talk to.. noo" Mr Liser stammered obviously flustered
The head teacher walked over "she's right Liser. Eat your own ass. I got 45 days left and you made a mess of everything. Now kids, who's names I don't know, middle school is the worst time of your life, no need for us to make it any harder right? So no more uniforms no more sexist dress codes."
All the kids cheer, Sam immediately tore off the polo, reveling the top he had on underneath "thank fuck." He sighed happily. Everyone cheered for Missy.
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Across the pond
Hayran KurguSamuel was a 12, almost 13 year old orphan from England. When a lovely couple from America decided to adopt him, seeking to add to their family Sam travels across the sea on a plane to meet his new family. New school, friends and interests await him...
