The All-Boys Boarding Academy (On Hold...sorry)

TABBA- Chapter 6

A/N: So, Logan and Hunter living in the same dorm room? Maybe a little chemistry between Tyler and Hunter? And what about Cameron?? :D

Much more to come!

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Recap:

Tyler had to turn away and readjust his pants to hide just how excited he was. I stepped back beside Cameron, both of us grinning from ear to ear.

That was when Logan stepped back out he looked around confused.

"What did I miss??" He asked desperately.

In response all Cameron and I did was continue to laugh while Tyler grumbled and muttered profanities under his breath.

No one ever said I wasn't a flirt.

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The walk to the Admissions office seemed to take forever.

Perhaps it was because Tyler would not stop whining about how I had got him al turned on and then leaving him instead of finishing what I started.

Perhaps it was because Logan was complaining about how he had wanted to see me 'get my flirt on'.

Honestly. Boys.

Or perhaps it was just the middle of the day heat.

Cameron and I walked ahead of the two other boys by a few yards, in silence. It wasn't uncomfortable or awkward. It was a nice friendly silence.

Eventually we made it to a small collection of fancy-looking buildings. Actually they looked like rather nice houses, somewhere where people could live. Except there were large bronze plaques by every front door.

"Counseling", "Attendance" (how could you possibly be absent in a boarding school?), "Field Trips", "Medical Assistance", "Principal", "Assistant Principal", "Teacher's Lounge" and finally "Admissions". There were other buildings but we stopped looking after we found Admissions.

Finally Tyler and Logan quieted down as Cameron pushed open the door. A bell rang as we walked in and one of the women typing away at the desk jumped up and rushed forward with a bowl of fancy peppermints.

How did I know they were fancy? They weren't in the clear wrapping that you usually find them in. They were wrapped in a little wrapper with the school's logo on it. Made exclusively for them. Wow...Fancy.

"Hello, how may I help you? Here, take a peppermint. No, no take one. Take one." The short little lady said in such a voice that we submissively bowed our heads and quickly grabbed a peppermint each.

She was scaryyy.

"Just go with it." Logan mouthed to me as the lady turned her back to put the mints back. I nodded. The guys knew her better than I did.

"Mrs. Pamela, we need your help." Tyler said politely.

"Oh? And why do you need my help dear?" She asked, turning back around to face us. A big sweet smile spread across her face.

She made me think of what Santa's daughter would look like once she had hit her 50's.

Mrs. Pamela was no taller than 5'3, round and jolly. She had curly brown hair that was shaped into a fluffy ball on the top of her head. She had on red shoes, black pants, a red turtle neck, had red nails and bright red lipstick that seemed to stand out evenn more against her straight white teeth.