Tabula Colton

Chapter 13- Beverly Hills High

Story Recap: Miguel finds himself in the body of a teenage white boy named Colton owned by an older muscle-daddy he only knows as Mr. Takada. He finds that life as a kept gay boy is preferable to his previous life as a Sheriff's deputy, but the trail of clues leads him to push on with finding out what happened to him. What will happen when he ventures out into Colton's life without his owner...

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"No, he can do his full schedule other than gym. He was cleared by the doctor this morning. He's allowed to attend classes, but can do strenuous activity or carry too many things," Mr. Takada explained to one of the vice principals at Beverly Hills South.

I sat quietly as Mr. Takada had instructed. I was a little nervous to be in a school.

I had put on a black hooded sweatshirt with a picture of two cartoon kittens dressed as ninjas. I had tight skinny jeans on with the knees ripped out and new white tennis skater shoes.

Mr. Takada had helped me style my black floppy hair and used the clippers to trim it close on the sides. I looked like a standard, urban, rich kid.

He told me to only speak when spoken to and not to mention anything about my previous life as Miguel. He'd told me I could stay home today, but after the morning doctor's appointment and a phone call he received from a client, he decided I should try to attend at least half a day at school.

"Not to worry. I'll have him check in with the nurse between each class and he can attend study hall seventh period instead of gym. Care and safety of our students is priority number one here! Your son will be looked after. He'll report directly to my office at 3:20 and only be dismissed to you," Ms. Sheffield told Mr. Takada.

She offered me a look of pity and I returned a smile.

"If there is any problem, please do not hesitate to call me. I'll be over in a heartbeat. He shouldn't be any trouble, but if my son needs a heavy hand, you let me know. I fully support you in any discipline matters," Mr. Takada frowned.

He hated leaving me here, but he had an urgent meeting about his app release and I'd assured him I'd be fine. I didn't want to be trapped in the house and a day at a high school sounded fun.

"Oh, well thank you. That's refreshing to hear. I have nothing in his discipline file so I'm sure he will be no trouble," Ms. Sheffield glowed.

She seemed charmed by Mr. Takada; a dark, handsome man in a fine suit. She looked at me again and I offered a confident smile.

"He's still pretty bruised up, but I don't want him missing more of his courses," Mr. Takada said.

"The poor dear has been through so much. Hit by a car. What a shame. I'm sure he will be fine. Now you let me know if you have any troubles, Colton Come directly to my office and you can rest here if we need to call your father," she told me in that overly sweet tone like she was talking to someone's young child.

"If he gets out of line at all..." Mr. Takada started to say, but Ms. Sheffield interrupted him.

"He'll be a lamb! Won't you, honey? Oh look. Here's his student chaperone now. I believe you know Justin. He's one of our finest. He'll chaperone Colton between classes," she said.

Justin waved to us from the doorway.

"Hi, Mr. T! I brought Colt's books back to school. They're in his locker. I'll watch him like a hawk! Here, let me get his backpack," he said and hurried over to my side.