Troubled Times [Bi-Sexual Story]

Chapter 1: Where It All Began...

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Hello, And I welcome you to my life-my story- with all the twists and turns and I am Thomas Scott Davies and  you are about to read and understand my life from the beginning where it all started and to the end.

2007

“Tom don’t forget your lunch!” shouted mum

I sighed and swore under my breath. “Yes mum have got it, am off now!” I shouted back

It had been the first day of secondary school for me and I was looking forward to the mystery and wonder of what big school was like. I knew only a few people there already from my old school however one of them was a complete bitch, the other a fat bastard and the last one a complete nerd.

 I had in the past used to judge people all the time and laugh at everyone who wasn’t classed as normal and who looked different but who would know that the saying “What goes around comes around” actually would happen. Anyway I am about to tell you what my first day was like.

I walked up to the school and saw how big and massive it was. The children towered above me, even though I was tall for my age. Then from behind I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“Thomas my man!” Vicky shouted

“Hey, you look really lovely!” I lied.

“Awww, thank you babe”

Vicky had been pretty and had very big boobs for her age; to be honest that was the only thing you would look at when you were talking to her. The boys in our year when they saw her; were going to be all over her, flirting with her like hell and I was on the sidelines just watching her waiting to get heartbroken and be the one who would have to pick up the pieces. Anyway I will tell you more about that later; as I was saying.

Vicky and I walked on the path towards the main school where we were greeted by Year 11’s who pointed us towards the big crowd of Year 7’s. I was anxious and worried of what the people would think of me and I had no idea what so ever the next 5 years will bring me. We had a taster day towards the end of the summer in Year 6 in our Primary school so I and Vicky knew a few people. A boy approached me.

“Hey, you must be Tom right?” said the Polish boy

“Yes I am, I remember you!” I spat by accident while speaking “Oh God am sorry” I quickly said

The Polish boy wiped the spit off his face and all I could hear was Vicky laughing right next to me. I turned around and glared at her however she kept on laughing. Great what a good first impression that was!

“Anyway am James”

“Nice to meet ya James” said Vicky. She had extended her arm out to him and already had got attention and will get load more in the next few years.

While Vicky and James were talking about their summer and how good it was; I decided to look round to see what other kind of people I would spend the next five years with. I saw already Vicky and I were being talked about. The eyes were on mostly Vicky, more accurately her boobs. There were a few people I was anxious to talk to because of the way they looked and the way they were giving me the stares.

Then my eyes went to James and I could see he had very pale skin, big blue eyes, oak brown hair and a deep scar on his eyebrow which I would later discover how he had received it.

I was about to tell James and Vicky about my summer till we were interrupted by a year 11 shouting.

“Can all Year 7’s go to the hall, where you will be put into your tutors”

We all rushed into the massive hall and we were greeted by teachers who were going to read out who was with whom.

“Vicky Apple, your with Mr. Zukerman!” the teacher with weird glasses said.

The list continued in alphabetical order so I just sat there and was getting more and more anxious about what are people going to make of me. Are they going to like me? Or hate me?

I didn’t have enough time to think till my name was read out.

“Thomas Davies, your with Mr. Whitman!” this time a lady with very droopy boobs said and as I walked past her I was thinking to myself; is that what Vicky will look like when she’s accident?

I grinned and was told to wait with Mr. Whitman who I instantly looked at and blushed, since a young age I had liked both sexes and had kept it a secret for all my life because I didn’t understand and thought it was normal. Whitman extended his big, hairy masculine hand to me and shook my hand.

“You must be Alex?”

I was still blushing and took me a while to resiger he had got my name wrong and that he was talking to me.

“Erm... No Sir its Tom” I shyly replied while blushing

“Sorry mate, am rubbish at remembering people’s name and I normally call people by their surname” Whitman replied

Mr. Whitman had a hairy face, fairly light blonde hair and baby like face and was about in his late 20’s or maybe early 30s but I had liked him the day I set my eyes on him. Everything about him would make me go all fuzzy and weird inside but my fanstery thoughts of him were short lived when they had finally finished reading out who was in whom tutor. 

I was now with three other students in my year I had previously met before the summer. They were Jackie Bowles, Kelly Quinn and Alex Matthews. Jackie seemed like a nice lass but looks can be deceiving; Kelly seems like a calm collective person and looked like she wouldn’t harm a fly. Lastly Matthew was alright looking, neither good nor bad, I hardly know him and he looks like a right chav that probably will end up doing drugs and smoking.

I walked into the cold dark uninviting tutor room which were with people from other years. I sat next to Matthew and instantly I was hit with the strong smell of a smoker; my judgement on him was already made however I kept the thought in my head that “You can’t judge a book by it’s cover”. Who would know people would do exactly the same to me. We were given out planners and timetables. The thought of knowing new people made me feel happy inside however I honestly don't know what these people think of me.