Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 29- The Peppier Rally

Story Recap: Lukas, an athletic 17 yr-old with blonde hair, blue eyes, and tight body, loves Ari, a wealthy, muscled, 25 yr-old Persian who dominates his boy. Lukas and his father are moving back to Glendale, but will it mean he can finally be secure with the man he loves?

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"I don't think anyone else has this many people with him for school night!" I laughed. 

Mr. Khorasani pulled the car into the high school parking lot. He was in the front seat next to his brother, Mr. Teza; dad's new boss. I was in the back under Ari's arm with dad next to me. It took four men to accompany me to the school night at the new high school I'd be going to a few blocks from the Khorasani compound.

It had been a week since Dad brought me back. He'd only gone back to the desert to pack up our things and break things off with Denise. The time away from her had given him the clarity to see how bad they were for each other.

I'd offered to go help pack things, but Mr. Khorasani didn't want me involved. Instead, he'd hired a team of movers to box us up and put things in storage. He didn't even consult dad on it or maybe he had in private. 

They'd come to some sort of arrangement and I wasn't a part of it. Dad moved his things into Ari's old bedroom in the Khorasani house, but he'd been spending most nights at Mr. Teza's place. Dad said they had big projects coming up and he wanted to get it right for his new boss. 

We were supposed to be looking for an apartment this week, but dad was working so hard at the shop that he hadn't had time. Mr. Khorasani told me they'd get to it soon, but I should focus on school. I'd gone to the office with him every day this week. It felt good to be back to our routine.

"Well we all want to make sure you will be ok here. It's a much larger school than you're used to. We'll get your schedule and then map out your classes," Mr. Khorasani said. 

He had already met with the school counselor assigned to me. He was a Persian man and he'd been nice enough to bring his laptop to Mr. K's office so they could look over my records and get me placed into the honors track for writing.

I'd never heard of a counselor doing that, but Mr. K had persuaded him and catered lunch. He brought information on the writing program at the small private college nearby. 

The two men talked as if I wasn't there, but I'd never had two people believe so much in my future. 

"There's a pep rally too!" Dad said. He loved those things. Mr. Teza chuckled at his excitement.

"Do you want he to buy you a football jersey?" He asked dad.

"With the raise, I can buy my own," dad joked back.

Ari held my hand as we walked through the parking lot but then let it go when we got up to the front doors. We both felt such relief that things were working out. 

I saw Dylan in the hallway with his friends. He lit up with a smile when he saw me and ran over to greet us. He shook hands with the men, but just gave me a nod and wink. 

"The schedules are at check-in! I can show you where the rooms are. I hope we have some classes together," Dylan said excitedly when the introductions died down.

"He's a nice boy," dad whispered to me as we followed Dylan to the check-in.

"He is. I know his parents well. They are good people and he will look out for Lukas," Mr. K. assured.

Dylan took us on a tour. He showed me the good restrooms that were usually clean, and the cafeteria with the table he sat at.

"Our lunch times mostly overlap so just come find me. They do specially prepared lunches if you order for the whole week. I'll give you the app and access code," he said.