They Don't Have To Know

Chapter 4

Walking into class made my heart race, it was the one thing that I hated the most because everyone's eyes were on you once you walked in and you aren't on time or rather, in my case, that you were new.

Tracy was sweet enough and not in an edible way like I would love for her to be, but sweet enough in a kind way to walk me to class. She and I ended up having the same first class together which made it much more bearable.

The teachers name was Mr. Stephan. He's a bit of a douche with a lot of facial hair. He somewhat looked the really hairy wolverine. 

He happened to be Egyptian, and was a bit light skinned and tan. His eyebrows are very bushy and his beard reached his belly button, not that I was looking, but I know a small child could swing off of it.

He wears a lot of suits, of all colors to, at least that's what Tracy has explained to me. Some days he will wear an all purple suit or a bright yellow one. 

One day he even wore a multi-colored one which made me cringe at the thought, and god he looked like someone poured twenty buckets of neon different colored paint all over him and just missed his head.

Today he's wearing a normal black work suit with a odd bright and dark red tie. Tracy and I both walk into class, introducing me to the teacher and I can feel every pair of eyes searching my body up and down.

Mr. Stephan turns to the class after ending the conversation with Tracy.

Mr. Stephan: "Class, this is our new student Sophia, please be respectful and welcome her to the class and introduce yourselves to her. And Sophia you can take a seat next to Tracy if you feel comfortable doing so." He gives me a crooked teethed smile as he looks at me and I nod without a word, following Tracy to her table.

We both take a seat in the back right corner, sitting side by side and it somewhat made me feel giddy. 

Tracy: "You know, i told him not to do that, like to say all that but he usually just does and says what he wants, that's one thing that you have to get used to. He'll ease up once he gets to know you and everything once he thinks that you're a goody good student, in which no one in this class is, so that might be hard for you to earn." She smiles and nudges me playfully.

I smile back at her softly and I see her blush a bit. "Yeah, though I don't think I want to be his pet, he might have me wear colorful suits to." I joke and she giggles, the cutest giggle I've heard.

Tracy: "Yeah that's true, so try hard not to earn that, I'd hate to see you inside of a rainbow colored suit with a fake beard." She giggles again and it makes me smile. "And hey, I do have a question that I've been wandering about, but I don't want to ask it and make it seem like I'm being rude." She looks at me, fiddling with her fingers.

I look at her, her nervous, eager eyes looking back at me. "Nah, it's okay, go ahead and ask me, I' not one to really judge honestly." I give her a soft smile to reassure her and she eases up slowly.

Tracy: "Well myself and even a few others were wondering, mostly me, but are you like, Bisexual, or Lesbian, or do you just like to dress like that and are straight?" She says, biting her lip a bit and that causes me to slightly lose focus of what she has just asked me.

I shake my thoughts away as I look her in the eyes. "I'm actually bisexual but I honestly head towards girls more than boys. You're a curious one aren't you?" I chuckle softly and she returns my chuckle with a shy smile.

Tracy: "Yes I am, you'll figure that out further in as we get to know one another." She gives me another smile as I smile back at her.

Mr. Stephan: "Lady's in the back, can you tell me what the answer is to the question I just read?" We both look up towards him a bit confused and I sink down into my chair, Tracy doing the same. "Neither of you can answer? If you can't answer it then you need to start paying attention and stop chit-chatting, deal?" I nod as does Tracy and I can't help but chuckle when I look at her.

We both break out into a fit of whispered chuckles. Two boys start to argue as our giggles grow silent.

???: "Yo what's good with you, I don't fuck with that gay shit. Fuck outta here with that shit man!" He quickly stands, his chair falling back and onto the floor.

???: "Jason chill with that shit, man chill the fuck out, and bro who the fuck you callin' gay?" He says as he stays in his seat but leans back with his hands in his lap.

Jason: "Nah man you fucking over here watching gay porn with two gay ass nigga's fuckin' I ain't cool with that shit, back the fuck bro. I'm dead ass 'bout to swing on your ass bro, like G-shit." As he talks he slaps his fist into his palm as most people here do nowadays.

???: "No the fuck I wasn't watchin that shit man, why the fuck you gotta lie bruh, you the one on that gay shit. I don't swing that fuckin' way." No he stands quickly, his chair falling back as well as he locks his hands in front of him.

Jason: "Yo, Andrew why the fuck you gonna sit here and lie, bruh you need to move and get the fuck away from me before I literally beat your ass, like I'm so fuckin' serious right now, I don't mess with that dumb shit." He backs up as Andrew takes a step forward.

Andrew: "You gonna beat me ass? Like for real? You couldn't beat my ass even if you tried, the fuck you mean? Like back the fuck up with that fake shit yo. Like dead ass you wanna be over here fuckin' acting dumb and shit, talking about gay shit, like shut the fuck up yo and shit yo ass down!" Andrew shouts and he also slaps his fist against the palm of his hand.

???: "Hey! You both need to settle down! If you can't separate yourselves from one another and act right you both can come with me and we can call your parents to come and pick you up- and you will be suspended to three days. The both of you are distracting your class and others as well, now calm down and put your butt into a seat. Now." Shouts a voice, it was who i assumed to be the principle, or maybe the dean, but either way the boys separated, one going to the front and the other going across the room and towards the back.

I didn't get to catch his name but by the moment I go to turn and ask Tracy who it was, the bell rings, dismissing the class and I get up, packing away my things and walking towards the door, Tracy close behind.

Tracy: "Do you know where your locker is?" She asks as we walk back towards the stairwell.

"Yeah I do, and I have a friend that's waiting for me at it, so you wont have to walk me, but if you want to you can. I don't really mind." I smile as I look at her.

Tracy: "No that's okay, plus, my other class is up here, and by were you're heading, your next class is downstairs right?" She asks and I can see her eager eyes wanting me to say no.

"Yeah it is as far as I know, maybe you and I might have another class together."  I add and she then smiles softly and the both of us stop for a moment.

Tracy: "Well alright then, I have to head to class, but if you need any help, just ask the guidance counselor and she'll most likely call me down or that she'll try and help you herself, Okay?" She smiles and I give her a hug and we then both part ways, heading towards the stairwell and walking down it towards my locker.