Him Again (boyxboy)

Chapter 13

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(Author's Note)

Hey guys! I am kinda still bugged by things that kept me thinking on what to prioritize first. There are actually three things that keeps on making my head overused and these are my different hobbies. 

I don't usually call it a hobby though because these are my life. Haha. One, i keep on thinking about my wattpad story line and stuffs. Two, i've been thinking for my new concept for my artworks. And third, i am stuck under the anime world played by Naruto, Tokyo Ghoul, and Free! Geez, what am i gonna do first. another thing is that school is almost ending and i am planning on getting a job so.... i still don't know what to do. haha

Well, here's me updating so just sooth yourself by reading. Don't forget to vote and comment okay. I really appreciate the way you readers of mine did to me. I know the reads are not much for others but for me it is. Thanks and i love you so much.

Him Again

Chapter 13

(Nick's POV)

I immediately sprinted out from the locker room before something might happen to me. I continued my pace to the school gymnasium. I stopped, breathing heavily due to too much running. I spotted a teacher on his P.E. instructor's uniform which gives orders to some of the students on front of him.

Moving forward, I grabbed my class schedule paper on my back pocket and moved towards the teacher. "Uhm excuse me sir. Is this the P.E. class of Mr. Johnson?" I asked the teacher as he turned his gaze to me.

"Sure is. You must be the new student here?" I nodded at his statement. "You must be Mr. Lewis." He added with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, I am." I replied from his question.

"Okay, so boys, this is Mr. Lewis and he is your new classmate in P.E." Mr. Johnson introduced me to his class. I gulped as I scanned the people on front of me as their eyes darted on my half exposed legs. It seemed like Mr. Johnson noticed because he chuckled and said, "Boys stop staring at the poor boy like some piece of meat. Now, settle down because we need to start our discussion."

Everyone obeyed his statement and sat down on the school gymnasium's floor on Indian style posture of sitting. I sat at the back of the class since there is already some sort of arrangement even in this odd seating situation. "Hey nice legs, wanna hangout with me later?" A guy sitting on my front looked at me as he turned his head to where I am sitting.

My eyes widened at the sudden realization of how perverted are the people of this school. I shook my head which means 'no' because I can't go walking with some stupid stranger. It intimidates me how short this P.E. uniform is that I am wearing.

"Is Mr. Evans not around?" The guy in front of me turned back to look at the teacher as Mr. Johnson asked the question.

No one answered his question and all he did was shook his head on a disappointing manner. After checking the attendance of the students, he started his discussion about some sort of sports. He tackled about sport tactics, sport personalities, and any other sport-related stuff.

"Okay, so for our next meeting, prepare your swimming outfit because we are going to have our first swimming exercise. I want you to grab your own partners for the next meeting. Got it?" The teacher told us and most of his students nod and some let out a disappointing groan.

I walked back to the locker room and immediately slid to my casual outfit. Some of the P.E. students are currently taking their shower but I just did not bother to take one since my P.E. class today doesn't have any too much moving and exercises done.