Anticipation

Meeting

Gale walked through the hallway of the schools. First days were so great. You got to run into freshmen and get run into by upper class men. You got to figure out which teachers were chill, which weren't and how much work you'd have to do in the class. 

But anyways. MEEE. Imma person. I have shoulder length crazy wavy hair. I'm about 5'10" decent height. I've got a very slim frame, a flat chest, no dick, a good butt. What I meant by a person is I'm neither gender. Androgynous, non binary, agender whatever. I love labels as you can tell. 

I have blue/grey eyes. I've got freckles peppering my entire body. I look sun kissed all year round, but I'm a pale mf. Nahhhh I'd never fuck ya mother. *Lolzzzzz soo gangsta ya know it

So today is the first day of my junior year. fun shit. I'm almost outta here. I've never really fit in with any group. But I have friends. Three; Skittles, Gaybe, and *mother fucker ow I just kicked a table* Kingsley. No those arent their real names. Get over it. 

I see Skittles setting her locker up right across from mine - just like last year and the year before. We have the same home room too. She's a cool bean. She nods at me and continues. I smile to myself and chuckle under my breath knowing talking to her would be a waste of times as she had her head phones on. 

I turn to my locker and try the combination. First try. Skittles stomps over and lets out a frustrated growly sound and mumbles something to me. I shove a pen in my locker and smirk down at her. 

"What was that Em?" I ask. She looks up at me and rolls her eyes playfully. 

"I said *clears throat and stands on tip toes* I cAnT gEt mY lOcKeR. COuld you try?"

I look down at her again, raise my eye brow, and grab a book from my bag and also shove it into my locker. I then look at her again, "ask nicely" and go back to shoving things into my locker. 

She gives me a exasperated look and huffs at me and I laugh and walk over to her locker. 

I look at her expectantly and she looks back confused. She realizes what I need and pats her pockets looking for her phone. I watch her, and then turn back to her locker when she gets it out. *y'all know how the stance goes; you bend your knees weird and lean back VURY awkward* 

As I switch to the last digit I lift the handle and open her locker very dramatically. I give her a silly look and walk back over to my locker, laughing at the face she returns. 

As I cross the hallway I bump into someone. I look up rub my shoulder but say sorry. They look back and then turn back around. 

They are tall. Fucking tall. But it has to be a freshie. They've got that confused look. They come up to me and bend down slightly *very tall*  and ask in a scared but relaxing quiet voice, 

"Can you help me find my locker?"