Not so alone

Chapter 3: Corona

After a few days Boone decided to dress more feminine for school.

He picked out the clothes Corona helped him find the night before. A lovely lilac blouse with a black skirt, simple but sweet. He packed it away in his bag so they could change at school as he was not out to his parents yet and didn't want to raise suspicion if they asked about his wardrobe choices.

When he got to school he changed and began his day. So far so good. He did get some stares from people when his friends weren't around him. But he also got random high fives from students who liked his style. Who could resist the boone's style? He also recived compliments from Matilda, and her friends. They had to know where he got such a darling skirt. From the thrift store in where the odyssey was, And went on his way. He was really enjoying his day, he felt content, yet confident, and most of all happy like this.

Unfortunately it seemed It wouldn't last. As the bell rang, Boone began racing to catch up with corona but was stopped by three students with glares on thier faces. Boone was afraid. Things happened, some not so fun things happened, leaving boone a mess and running to catch corona.

Boone caught corona just before she reached her flat she shared with Jane.

"Hey Corona wait up!" Corona turned to see Boone calling out to her.

"Oh hey Boone! What's up?" She asked with a smile.

he stopped when he reached her, and began to speak. "Its a...code mauve. Penn is helping phyllis, and Sashi has study hall today."
Corona looked at Boone. His clothes were ripped and dirty, beyond him she saw 3 students tailing him.
"Oh I understand! you wanna come over for a bit. We can talk and stuff if you need."

"Yeah that would be good thank you." He walked along beside corona and reached her flat in no time. Once they were safely inside corona closed the blinds but not before making sure the students that followed were gone.

"Boone are you okay?" Corona asked. but Boone wasn't listening. His mind raced and tears started to form in his eyes. Corona knew Boone was starting to have a panic attack and rushed to his side to help in anyway she could. Soothing shushes and stroking his hair. With reassuring "it's alright"'s and "its okay"'s

"I can hear you from my game room what are you clods crying about now?!" It was Jane.

"Jane I-

"You can't just bring random guests over whenever you feel like it!"

"JANE!!" Corona shouted then composed herself before she uttered a single word. "Fishsticks"

Jane then understood and backed off.
"Oh whatever, just don't bug me. I'm working on a record for most kills in a minute" She then went back to her video games.

"fishsticks?" Boone questioned

"Its nothing" She replied

After that little fiasco, and Boone calming down a bit corona made a suggestion.

"Did you want to talk about it?" Boone was silent. He wouldn't even look at her now.

"I...know you must think I wouldn't understand this but I know how this goes, I have been through it too. even if it was for my sexuality instead"

"Your sexuality?"

"...You know I'm bi right?"

"You're bi?"

"Well...Now you know I'm bi." She smiled, but it fell as she remembered the past. "back when I still lived in canada, away from penn and you guys. I was bullied quite a bit after I was outed by someone I thought was my friend" Boone could only stare as corona continued

"It got to the point where I had to hide in my own dorm room right after class was over if I wanted to avoid getting hurt. 7th grade girls are JUST.....The worse."

"Thats brutal corona, how did you keep going?" Boone asked.

"Well I thought of coming back home and that helped to pull me through, I also met someone..." Corona blushed a little

"They were kind and they were genderfluid at the time too, we really connected and helped each other out"

"sounds like you two were in looooooooove" Boone teased. Corona lightly smacked him with the pillow from the couch. It turned into an all out pillow fight ending with a fit of giggles and a Boone that felt much better.

Little did they know someone in the next room was listening in on them.