Homebound (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 10

"If any of the teachers call you Wyatt, just remind them what you rather be called. If they don't respect that, tell-" Paige reminds me in a fast voice, showing how nervous she is despite the fact that I already know she's freaking out. Lukas's driving, probably since his wife is obviously much more hesitant about this day than he is.

Wynter cuts her off. "He'll tell the two of you and you'll go to the principal. Mom, he knows. You've already said that twice since we started driving."

I chuckle lightly at my twin sister, who's clearly annoyed with her mother fussing so early in the morning. I glance behind me at Jackson, who's sitting in the back without saying anything. He's still not my biggest fan, which is understandable, but I just want us to become friends already. I don't like all the glares he's been giving me whenever I see him in the house.

"Right," Paige says with a sigh. "you're right. I'm sorry, I'm nervous."

"It's okay," Wynter says, her face going soft as she grabs her mom's hand. "he'll be okay. We have a few classes together and I'll make sure to take him to his other classes so he doesn't get lost. Everything will be okay."

After a short drive to the school, we pull up to a brick building with huge white letters that spell out 'Greenfield High School'. There are picnic tables sitting in front of the school and that's where a bunch of the students are sitting. Mostly everyone is with other people and for some reason, that makes my heartbeat pick up. How am I supposed to make friends with people that already had tons of other friends? Even if I seem confident with adults, teenagers are a completely different story. Most of them are just bitches and don't understand anyone other than themselves.

I hear a car door slam near me, but I don't look over as Wynter scoffs. While staring at the school, I see Jackson walking around the car before rushing towards the front doors. His eyes stay trained on the ground, making it clear that he isn't open to people coming up to him. Maybe I should talk to some kids today and see if they would want to be friends with him. Maybe that'll help him out.

"Blaine," I hear someone whisper before a hand sets on my knee. I'm pretty sure it's Wynter, but her and Paige's voices are too similar for me to differentiate right now. My pulse in my ears is making it hard for me to hear anything besides that.

"Wynter, give us a second. He'll be right out," Lukas whispers to his daughter. I hear the car door open before slamming shut again, telling me that it's just Paige, Lukas, and me in the vehicle. The hand on my knee is still present and is now slowly tapping their fingers to get my attention.

"Blaine," Paige whispers and I finally tear my eyes away from the building to look at them. They've turned in their seats to stare at me with sympathetic looks. Now that I'm back to reality, my hands are clearly shaking and one of my knees is bouncing up-and-down as a nervous tick. I'm making it very obvious that I'm extremely apprehensive about this day.

"Everything's going to be okay," Lukas whispers, reaching out and moving a stray piece of hair off of my forehead. "and if throughout the day, you need to come home, that's okay. We know that this is overwhelming for you and we understand it's hard. We're here to help you adjust, but all we're asking is for you to give it a shot."

I nod slowly before turning my eyes back to the school. There are more students standing around the picnic tables and that makes me nervous that I'll have to walk past them. I know that people are going to know me since my picture has been in the news countless amount of times in the past week and I don't know how I feel about it. My knee starts to bounce up-and-down again without me even realizing it until after it already starts. "What if everyone hates me? Or makes fun of me?"

"Then, you'll come home and we'll talk to the school. If they aren't going to do anything to control the other kids, then you'll transfer to a different school," Paige tells me in a soft voice.