*Tristan's P.O.V.*
"Mr... Milligan?" calls a voice from the main administrative office. The principal, Principal Simpson, walks out and hands me my scheduale.
"Sorry, again, for being so late, sir," I say to him, as I take my scheduale. I've already missed the first three periods of the day becaus my stupid dad didn't even bother to wake me up for school today. I need coffee.
"It's quite alright, Tristan," Simpson says. I smile greatfully at him and he smiles back. I walk to my fourth period class, looking over my scheduale. It reads:
Milligan, Tristan
Firts Period: Sience - Hatzilakos; Room 104
Second Period: PE - Carson; Room 136
Third Period: Math - Armstrong; Room 274
FourthPeriod: English - Yates; Room 206
I stop reading. Yates? As in Grant Yates? Doubt it. Probably, just someone related to him.I bet there probably isn't even any relation at all!I I hope. I continue on my way to Room 206 and enter the class. Everyone turns to look at me. The teacher stops speaking and does the same. My eyes meet his and I nearly drop my scheaduale and the messanger bag hanging from my shoulder. It is Grant!
"Tristan?" he says. I glare at him, and he snaps back to his former teacher state. He clears his throat.
"Um... Class, this is our new student, Tristan Milligan. He'll be joining us from now on. Lets be kind, please, guys. Um... Maya. Can Tristan sit between you and Miles please?"
"Um, sure," says a blond girl with glasses, near the window on the other side of the room. Next to her is an empty chair, and then next to that is a shot-cropped, dark-haired boy in a polo button down that has a pocket on each side of his chest. He smiles cockily and looks at Grant.
"But, Mr. Yates. What if I don't want Tris over here?"
"I find that hard to believe, Miles," Grant says to him, smiling just as cockily.
"And why's that?" the boy, Miles, asks.
"Well... You just gave him a nickname. Didn't you?" The class laughs, and I can't help but smile as I take my seat.
"Well," says Miles, still persistant, "what if I wanted to hold his hand and he didn't want me to?"
"Then don't."
"What if it wasn't hand holding, what if it was kissing?" Everyone laughs. Do they all already know I'm gay? Usually I have to talk at least once for people to get the gist. Maya pipes in before Grant can answer.
"Oh, MIles, you would." She laughs. Wait! They're talking about him? He's gay? I'M SO CONFUSED!!!!!
*Well, guys. That's it for that's it for this chapter. Sorry it's so short but... I'm really tired right now while typing on wattpad & listening to 80's music on grooveshark.com, so... yeah. Let me know what you guys think!*
