As the week progressed, the boys settled into secondary school life. They made new friends and adjusted to their subjects, but negative incidents like fights and bullying emerged, despite the school's anti-bullying policy. Lunch thefts also began, sparking concerns about escalation to worse issues, like stolen phones. Josiah and Harryan were deep in conversation again.
Harryan: "My chest too flat, I want a bigger chest," he said, looking disappointed.
Josiah: "Why?" he asked, puzzled.
Harryan: "To feel more masculine," he confessed.
Josiah: "You look like you have more reasons?"
Harryan: "They not important," he replied, eyeing Josiah's well-defined chest, feeling drawn to it. He placed his hands beneath it, moving them up and down.
Josiah: "What you doing? But I think you'll get a bigger chest soon; yours not small now," he said, picturing how more attractive Harryan would be if he developed one.
Harryan: "I just need to do the right training. I'll let you know what to do too," he said.
Josiah: "Okay," he replied.
Harryan: "Wah, your chest really nice, you know," he added, moving his hands again, still a bit disappointed.
Josiah: "Thank you," he said, appreciating the compliment and blushing slightly at the interaction.
Harryan: "Josiah, you have a girlfriend?" he asked.
Josiah: "Yeah, why you ask?" He looked puzzled.
Harryan: He pondered for a moment. "I eh want him to know I find he looking nice, so I go just say di bad tings," he finally said. "You too quiet, an' your face looking like you about to cry, like you di kind of muhn dey go bully," he warned, all while admiring Josiah's attractive features, including his face.
Josiah: "Oh, di glasses eh," he replied with understanding.
Harryan: "I eh know, take dem off?" he requested.
Josiah: He silently removed his glasses, transforming into someone strikingly attractive and assertive.
Harryan: "What di fock, he look like a whole new person. He's so hand-why I tinkin' like dat?" He was confused, struck by the realization that Josiah transformed from cute to handsome with just the removal of his glasses.
Josiah: "Anyway, you ready for Geo? Miss coming," he said, putting his glasses back on.
Harryan: "Yeah," he replied, shaking off his fleeting thoughts.
It was Geography class, and the students were discussing map components, it was a double period today.
Josiah: "You know, Geo is one of duh subjects I eh taking lessons for," he explained.
Harryan: "You does study?"
Josiah: "No, I didn't study for CPEA."
Harryan: "Me neither," he chuckled, his familiar laugh echoing in the room.
As class wrapped up, Ms. Lafeuille made an announcement.
Ms. Lafeuille: "Boys, don't forget your atlas, crayons, rulers, an' everything you need for de map next class," she said as the bell rang.
Kwilie: "Dat lady mad in her head."
Ayden: "Oh gosh, I ain't got crayons."
With Ms. Auguste late, the usual classroom antics began.
Jayden: "Oye Ranald, I paying you twenty coin to suck your cock," he said, waving the cash around.
Ranald: "What de fock," he replied, baffled by the proposal.
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