It's Okay to be Different

26

So Scott and I are going to high school today. Fun...

We're attending Sam Houston High School. It's a bit far from my house but it's not like it's going to take Scott and I long to get there. We're using Connie as our parent and saying that they adopted me. (Mind you that we had to go shopping because "my wardrobe was not up to par with this generation's".)

Scott takes my hand in his as we walk up to the front doors of the school. Before we walk through the door, he lets go off my hand and I frown for a moment before I realize that the principal thinks that we're "brothers" because I'm "adopted." We can't have the students blabbing about how we're in a relationship.

Scott gives me a small smile before opening the doors. We walk in and the hall looks like any other highschool hallway. There are students standing by the lockers talking to their friends, or making out with their boyfriends, and there are a few administrators and teachers walking around. Scott and I make our way to the principal's office to get our schedules.

We reach Mr. Updegraff's office and I knock twice on the door. "Come in." He calls.

Scott opens the door and lets me go in first. What a gentleman. I smile at him and the principal shakes both of our hands before telling us to take a seat. "So, both of you are seniors?"

"Yes sir." We answer in unison.

"And you both are looking to major in performing arts? What kind?"

"Vocal performance." We reply together again.

"Okay..." He presses a few buttons on his computer. "What were your classes like at your last school?"

"We had the same classes. AP English, AP Calculus, AP European History, and AP Physics. Our electives were Chorus and Piano." Scott answers.

"So you had one free period?" We both nod. "Okay so you have two options. You already have your Social Studies and Science credits. You can either have three free periods or choose more electives."

Scott and I meet eyes and in our heads have a short conversation.

'We could always get more than one chorus class or even take music lit or something.' Scott says.

'But I would like to be able to spend time with you.' I retort lovingly.

'Okay then three free periods?'

'Yeah.' "We're going to do three free periods."

"If it's possible could we have every class together? Mitchie has really bad anxiety and I don't want him to be alone." Scott asks.

"Oh absolutely! My husband has anxiety so I know how bad it can get. I'll only print one schedule and you can both look at it." He clicks a button and then rolls over to his printer where he waits for the paper to print out. After it comes out he hands it to us and sends us on our way.

Scott and I do a pretty decent job at acting like brothers. It isn't until after lunch, our first free period, that we're caught being intimate.

We walk up to the roof, hand in hand, giggling about the events of our first day. When we reach the roof Scott sits down and I throw myself down in his lap, straddling his hips. I put my arms around his neck and look into his blue eyes.

"So how different is 2017 high school from 1835?" He asks, smirking at me. Of course he brings up my age. Our AP Literature teacher asked me earlier what school I came from and I answered with a school that was torn down 100 years ago. Scott played it off my laughing and telling her I was joking. It was close.

"It's very different. They seem to have dumbed down the education system. I was taking AP Physics my sophomore year." I frown slightly and he chuckles.

"Maybe you're a genius." He says in a flirtatious tone.

"Maybe." I say a little more seductively than I meant to and take my bottom lip between my teeth.

He smirks, his eyes a bit wild, and takes a deep breath as his hands move from the middle of my back to my ass, kneading lightly. He nips at my neck and I tilt my head to give him more access.

A light moan escapes my lips when he finds my sweet spot and he growls under his breath. His hands start groping me more roughly as he bites and sucks on my sweet spot. A few louder moans come out and I grind against him involuntarily. He breaks away from my neck and I can tell that he left a dark spot in a very visible place. He presses his lips against mine roughly as one of his hands moved around to the front to cup my groin. He palms me gently through my jeans, causing me to shiver under his touch. I moan his name into the kiss and push myself onto his lower region, feeling his bulge against my ass.

I hear two things in this moment. Scott's small moan...

And an even smaller "Oh my God."

Both of our heads whip towards the source of the sound. There is a short girl with short brown hair and dark blue eyes staring at us with her jaw touching the floor. Then she suddenly scoffs.

"Brothers..." She says trailing off slowly. "This is so brotherly."

I panic for a moment and look at Scott. But he looks so calm. We're about to get busted on our first day and he's calm!?

'Scott! What are we going to do about this girl?'

'I'll just compel her to forget. We have nothing to worry about.' He slowly stands up and walks over to the girl. "Look at me." He states and her head instantly turns to meet his eyes. "You'll forget you saw here. You won't tell anyone what you saw. You didn't see anything. Right?"

She nods slowly. "Why am I up here?"

"I'm not sure. You should go to the library and read a book for this period." He says softly. She just nods and turns on her heels, walking back through the door and down the staircase.

Scott walks back over to me and pulls me into a tight hug. "You won't have to worry about anything Mitchie." He kisses my forehead and looks me right in the eye. "We're gonna be okay."

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