11th grade

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Ok so i might have skipped the whole summer holiday bc i didn't know what to write but like jdnaksja anyway a year full of drama awaits the boys

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John entered the classroom and the first thing he heard was yells of support and cheerings. He looked towards it and saw that it was Roger and Freddie arm wrestling. He smiled and shook his head, watching them from a distance.
Brian was encouraging Roger who seemed to be seriously struggling whereas Freddie was smiling at the expression on the blond boy's face.

"Come on, Freddie!" A group shouted.

"Roger, don't give up!" The other group shouted as a reply to that.

With an extra bit of force, Freddie managed to make Roger's hand touch the desk and with that, the match was over. Freddie's supporters and himself all cheered and Freddie got both of his hands up over his head and looked around.

"I think you broke my wrist, mate." Roger looked up to Freddie, shaking his wrist and squinting his eyes a little bit because of the pain.

"Roger darling, you do remember I did boxing, right? I have biceps unlike your noodle arms."

John approached them. "Hey."

Freddie immediately turned to him and his eyes sparkled with happiness. "Hello, honey!" He said, pulling him into a tight hug and kissing his cheek.

Intimacy wasn't allowed in school. So the most the couples could do was a kiss on the cheek. Well, the back of the school was a different story though. It was the couples' make-out/kiss spot.

"How are you?" He asked, slowly breaking the hug.

"I'm fine. You?" John replied.

"I'm fine too." He reached out to hold his boyfriend's hands as the other couple came next to them. "Is eveybody ready for eleventh grade?!" Freddie shouted and the other three boys let out an enthusiastic "YES!" whilst Freddie let out a just as enthusiastic "NO!"

"Fred," Roger started. "I thought we were all going to say yes." He chuckled.

"Oh no, dear. I'm so not ready for it. Maths, Physics and Chemistry is going to fuck me up!"

"I'll help you." John squeezed his hand.

"Oh you're such a sweetheart." Freddie shook his head and pressed another kiss on his cheek, making John blush and smile.

Brian and Roger looked at each other and smiled. They were planning on coming out to the school and they both understood the reason behind the other smiling. They were thinking about the same thing. That they would be able to show affection in school just like the other pair once they come out.

"So," Roger started. "You're hanging out with older kids, Fred. Even your boyfriend is a year older than you. Does that make you feel cool?"

"Huh?"

"You're the only one who is still fifteen among us. We all turned sixteen." Roger snickered.

"You're the baby of the group." Brian added.

(A/N Yeah so in this story they're all born in 2004 and by month, Freddie's the youngest so if i say smth like "the youngest" or smth, it's Freddie and not John keep that in mind. -and Brian's the oldest- so yeah)

"Ugh I'm not allowed to hit old people, right?"

"Nope." Roger answered.

"Then wait four more days until I beat you up with a baseball bat because this is the most unfunny joke I've ever heard." He replied. "Orrrr....We can just forget it and I can hit you right now." He said jokingly.

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