Chapter 3(Tom's POV)

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Its been a few days since the....incident. I looked at the girl that had walked in. Evelyn, a blonde with slightish pink hair. It was known that she was trans. Still, I didn't like the idea of her knowing I was too. I didn't want anyone to know. She was very pretty though. She had a perfect girl figure. Skinny, but still had plenty curves and meat on her bones. I wonder if she'd date my fri--- "Don't you know that he's a fake." Calmly said the buff guy sitting next to me. I immediately peeled my eyes down towards my hands.

"Guess you didn't huh." He said. I did, but I shouldn't tell him that.
"Listen, you should stay away from people like him. Or you'll just be called a fag too." He said. He wasn't being harsh, just informative. From what I've seen I don't think he really cares if someone's gay, trans, or whatever. Just if they were going to ruin his reputation. William was his name I think.

Class started and not even ten minutes in the door opened to reveal some guy. The first thing I noticed was the scar starting from the right side of his nose to and ending at his ear lobe.  It also ran it's way to under his right eye, obviously effecting it as it looks like it was permanently half open. Anyways, moving on.
He was tall and slender. He had short dark brown hair that seemed to go everywhere, but in a nice fashion. He was wearing black Dicky shorts and a red shirt. He was...handsome to a certain point, but he was still good looking. I mean...I can say that right?

He walked over to the teacher and gave him a paper. The teacher looked over it then gave the paper back. Why did this guy look so famili--"You can go sit in front of Tom, the guy(sonovadevil) over there with green hair." He said with a slightly questioning voice. The teacher continued with his class while the guy walked over. The guy smiled at me.....waaaaaaaiiiiiit....he's the other guy!

  He sat down and faced forward. My heart was starting to beat really hard.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" I interrupted and stood.
"Yes." The teacher said with a tired look. I booked it for the bathroom and started to cry. What would happen if he told people my secret? Would he tell people my secret? Can I trust him? Could I trust her? She lives right next door. What if she knows more than just me being trans?
  I started vomiting and sobbing. I would be antagonized. I would be despised. I would have to move.

I heard footsteps behind me go into the stall next to me. "You don't have to worry." A somewhat deep and raspy voice said. Then I heard peeing. Guess he actually had to use the bathroom."You should come over to Evelyn's after school so we can all talk." He said. I didn't calm down."Ok." Was all I said before I got up and left.
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The school hours went by fast. I was starting to get nervous walking home. Mainly because I wouldn't be walking home. I tried to calm down, but a hand touched my shoulder causing me to jump. I turned to see the new guy. "Sam?"

"Sorry to scare you, but my name is Samson. I mean I guess you can call Sam. Not a lot of people do though." He stated. I slightly blushed at my mistake. He chuckled. "No need to be embarrassed."

"I'm not." I blushed more. Jeez I blush too easily. He just mouths ok while smiling. We walk until we reach the house neighboring mine. He knocks. It took a minute before the door opened. I immediately looked away and felt my face heat up because of Evelyn. She was just in her underwear. Samson, however, didn't look away and just calmy says,"Put on some clothes, you've got guests." She groans before letting us in and going upstairs.

"Her parents and brother aren't usually here." I make an oh face and sit down in the middle of the couch. He sits too close to me. He sets his legs on the arm rest of the couch. "Hope you don't mind."

"Nope." I kinda did though. So I scooted to the left a little, hoping he wouldn't notice. Evelyn came downstairs,"So, your trans?" she blurted. I snapped my head at her. I didn't.....know she would say that so bluntly. I was wordless. I could feel my face heating up again.

"Evelyn, get some build up before you ask the hard hitting questions." Sam said.
"Fine, how's life?"
I was still a little shaken up by her bluntness, but I tried my best not to stutter.
"I- It's alright."
"Nice, so mind telling us why you were bloody and bruised when we brought you inside my house?"
"Goddammit Evelyn! Don't you understand build up?"
"No."
I didn't know what to say. I didn't think he'd go so hard. I couldn't say that though, she might connect it together.

"Just got into a little fight."
They both stared at me.
"Little?" Sam asked.
"Yee, you lolked lilke youl weref beat til a pulf." Evelyn said while eating some good looking toast. When did she make that? And did she make anymore? I'm kinda hungry.

"Well, I guess it was a bit big." I said.
"You passed out and rolled off your roof." Really?!
"Ok ok. I get your point. Can we talk about something else, or do something else?" I was starting to get irritated and confused. I didn't feel comfortable talking about this.

"Wanna play Halo 2?"
"Halo? The game?"
"Nah, the movie--Of course the game! Just got it not that long ago!" Evelyn said excitedly.
"I have never played a console game." I said.
"That's ok. We can teach you." Sam said.

I felt my face heat up again. I'm gonna be bad.
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