My muse has been kind. More of Morgan's first day in High School.
The rest of the day I got more odd looks and the occasional question from other kids. Obviously word was spreading.
It was mostly girls with the questions. And I was indeed getting tired of the same ones over and over.
The looks seemed fairly evenly split between guys and gals, though more of the guys tended to have the looks that implied trouble in the future.
A few of the girls seemed to figure I was ok, in spite of my oddity. At least they were willing to talk to me in spite of it. One was in several of my classes. Christine (call me Chris) Watt. We'd gotten to talking in the first one we shared and had compared schedules.
She came up to me in the hall as we approached English class (which I knew we shared).
"So, I hear you're a guy?"