He's my escort (Error X Ink)

Secret Cooperatives

After telling myself to get over it about a thousand times I finally put my good dress back on. I only have two after all. His house is a bit away and it's snowing but the cold is nothing compared to my head telling me to runaway, to not make a fool of myself. Incredibly annoying really. The snow crunches under my feet while I kick myself in the head. You know, figuratively. The pillars leading to his house are in view after I walk past the gate. I stop at the door about to knock. I don't get to when the door swings open reveling Fresh practically pushing Error out the door. I watch amused as they struggle against each other.

"Come on bro! School ain't nothin', you're almost graduated anyway." Fresh says as he holds the back of Error's collar, keeping him in place.

"I don't want to go today." He says while his back is towards me. Fresh looks at me for support. I shrug and say,

"It's almost the end of the school year. I suggest you get it over with. 'sides schools fun!" He seems surprised at my voice like he only just realized I was there. He shivers and stutters out still not looking at me some kind of mumble I couldn't understand. I rock on my heels just entertaining myself until they decide what's going on. After they argue for a bit Fresh simply pushes Error out into the snow.

"Have fun bro!" He shuts the door pretty harshly. Error's knees are soaked now , I help him up out of the snow. Even though he has a pretty good coat on he looks like he's freezing. When I touch his hand he shivers more. I thought I broke his barriers yesterday but I am clearly wrong. Even though he doesn't want to touch me I grab his hand and we walk to school. Gotta make our act look good or else what's the point.

He hasn't said a word and we're already halfway there. I can't tell if he's mad at me or just being shy. I hate silence so either way I start talking,

"So, how you doing Error?" I grip his hand a bit tighter. My eyes wander over to him, he's looking at the ground. He opens then closes his mouth not sure what to say. I stare down his profile until he acknowledges me. He nods his head lightly and says.

"I'm fine." Aaaaand we're back to silence.

"Should we talk about last night?" He stiffens but continues to walk with me. The subtle breeze is louder than this kid. I roll my eyes. "What? Was I not good enough for you?" He looks like he's shrinking into himself. "I did push you into it but, I dunno, I thought you liked it?" His eyes are interesting, light brown almost yellow with blue specks in them. I feel like I could look at them forever.

"No, I just." He seems frustrated as he groans. "I did, let's... Let's not talk about this." I shrug,

"Whatever you say boss."

I wasn't sure what school we were going to but when I saw it my jaw dropped. I've never seen this building somehow. It's beautiful. The layout from the outside is the best I've seen in any building let alone a school. There's no way this is in this neighborhood the whole time? Dang I must be more ignorant than I thought.

This school has a dress code, Error is in it, a navy blue overcoat, white undershirt, black pants/jumper/skirt, and it seems you can wear a red scarf as well from what I'm seeing. Cute clothes I must say, but I'm not even close to up to code.

"... Sir Error, what about my clothes." I tilt my head, using my girl voice. All I really do for it is close my throat a little and talk in a little bit higher register. He still seems to hate me calling him sir.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to the front office and they'll help you out," he states plainly. Whatever I guess, I laugh to myself and decide to just roll with it. Almost instantaneously as we are about ten feet from the door, Error is surrounded by students.