At School With Maylor

Part 1- The New Boy.

The muscular blonde boy, timidly slithered his way through the groups of students ready to start a new year at Besest Secondary School. As he accidentally bumped into a taller boy he muttered his apology sheepishly, but as the taller boy turned around, his ling curled brown hair flicking over his face and shoulders the blonde new that this school would be better than the last.

"Ahh it's fine. There's never enough room here anyway." The taller one explained.

The new boy nodded and smiled nervously but carried on his way. Jumping up the few stairs leading to the students services he finally felt the curly haired ones eyes leaving his back.

"H- hello, ma'am." He stuttered nervously.

"Ahh you must be the new boy. Roger Taylor, is it?" The middle aged receptionist asked.

"Yes. I am ma'am." Roger replied shaking slightly in his boots.

"Ahh Roger there's no need to be nervous or frightened, everyone is nice here and we'll help you the best we can." She explained politely, trying to find Roger's timetable, "this is your timetable Roger, your form room is 124, that means you've got to go to the end of the corridor, turn right then left and it's at the end. It's a maths classroom so the door'll be blue."

Roger took the timetable and her instructions precisely. Leaning against the wall, Roger closed his eyes and started tapping his hands to the beat of a song he heard in the car that morning; Please, Please Me. Roger suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder and snapped his eyes open to see a boy standing in front of him with a 'hawian' shirt on and shorts.

"Excuse me, are you the boy that bumped into Brian earlier this morning?" The strange looking boy asked.

"Erm... yeah I am." Roger replied nervously, expecting that he was going to get beaten up on his first day at a new school.

The other boy must have realised that Roger was nervous because he backtracked, "Oh no, I didn't mean it in a bad way, not at all dearie, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang with us."

"Yeah, please. If that's not too much trouble." Roger replied happily.

He followed the other boy over to the group he had bumped into earlier.

"Hi," they all said at once. Roger was taken aback, but quickly found his voice and replied, "Hi, my name's Roger. Roger Taylor."

"Hi Roger, my name is Brian May," the boy he bumped into earlier said, "and this is Freddie" he said pointing to the strange looking boy, "and this is John, but everyone calls him Deaky." Brian introduced, pointing to the shyest looking boy there.

They chatted for a bit, Roger told them that he was a drummer looking to be in a rock and roll band and they all said that they were in a band called 'Queen' and that they were looking for a Ginger Rogers style drummer, but all the drummer in the school wanted to be more like Cozy Powell. Roger agreed to do a try out at break. Just at that point, the tall skinny teacher allowed the children into the classroom.

Roger nervously walked up to the teacher and asked, "Hello Sir, I'm Roger, it's my first day here. Where should I sit?"

"Well you were chatting happily to Fred, Brian and Deaky just now so why don't you sit with them?" the teacher offered.

"Thank you, sir." Roger smiled and headed to the back of the classroom the sit next to Brian.

He flung his backpack under the table and turned around to face Freddie and John behind him. As they talked more about music and their preferred instruments, the teacher took the class register. He called John up to take the register down to the main office then ask Roger to go up to the front, and tell the class a bit about himself.