My Own Neko (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

We walked down the side walk, my backpack slung around my shoulder, heavier than usual with stuff for Ren. He walked behind me, carrying nothing, just happily walked along. He wore my beanie which covered his ears. I just hoped the teachers wouldn't tell him to take it off. I don't really have a plan B, honestly, what can you do in a situation like that?

"Keegan? How far are we?" Ren wined, now lagging behind. My mom had taken my car to work since hers was in the shop, forcing us to walk only 3 short blocks to school.

"Oh suck it up, Ren. We're almost there." I spat at him. I wasn't having a very good morning really. I had to not only prepare myself, but a Neko who was unable to do practically everything by himself. But I had to love him, so it wasn't that bad.

We walked the rest of the way in silence and when we got there, there was no students outside, signaling the bell had already rang. "Shit!" I blurt out, causing Ren to pout. He didn't like cuss words. "Come on! We have to hurry up and get to the office." I tell him and we run for the front doors.

To the right was the familiar door that said 'office.' I lead Ren through them and walked up to the heavier woman behind the counter. When she saw us standing there, she tipped down her cat eye reading glasses to get a better look at us. She made a weird growl-like groan and I felt the need to tell her something.

"Hi um I'm Keegan and this is the new student from Canada, Ren Kitoka." I offered a polite smile and she returned it with a nod and a slight grunt. She typed away at her computer until she found what she needed and then handed Ren a schedule with locker numbers and combos. We thanked her and were on our way to find locker number 24. We found it and tried out the combo. It worked fine so we decided to take a look at her schedule.

"You have your first, third, fourth, seventh, and eighth hour with me." I explain to him. "On the classes I'm not in, try to hand low for now. But come on, we need to hustle up to out first class; science with Mr. Burts." And with that, I lead him down the nearest hallway, third door on the right. I open the door and we awkwardly shuffle into class.

"Why hello, Keegan. Who's this?" The polite (and occasionally sarcastic) teacher asks.

"This is Ren Kitoka, he's a transfer student from Canada..." I say for Ren because I knew he would mess up his fake last name. He waves to the class and a few smile at him, but the rest are uninterested. Ren and I take seats near the back.

The class went by with a short video on hurricanes and a long speech about them. I found myself nodding off a few times, actually.

When the bell rang I took Ren's schedule to look at it.

"You have Ms. Carpentine's class next. She teaches math, come on, I will take you there." I smile at him and start to walk down the hallway. When we get to the end of the hallway, I turn to the door on the right. "Here it is. You're okay on your own, right?"

Ren looked at his shuffling feet. He frown and said, "yeah, I guess so." I though he must have just been nervous so when no one was looking (once again, no one needs to know I'm gay) gave his hand a quick squeeze.

"It's going to be okay. We have the next class together, that's only 45 minutes away. You'll be fine, just be tough! Just meet me by the front door after class, alright?" I try to encourage him. He gives me a sweet smile and nods. And with that, I'm back on my way down the hallway to my next class.

***** Ren's P.O.V. ******

I watched as owner walked away. My tummy felt queasy without him with me. I sigh and turn to walk into the unfamiliar class room. The was more than 10 people in there I've never seen before. Actually, I had never seen any of them before. So, I silently made my way to the back corner and sit down.