Jess Stone had breasts. He had been like this his entire teen life not quite fitting in anywhere that he had lived and at the same time he hadn’t really had the chance to. His folks moved around a lot with his dad being a hydrological engineer but they were slightly afraid of what might happen to Jess if he attended school. Some people just didn’t get it or wanted too. Jess was now attending a new school when he decided to change things...

Only it was everyone else that was getting changed!

Squires-16

 

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*Jessie…………

He’d stayed with Yasmine even after the end of lunch bell and Johnny and the girls had made sure that she was okay before he left. The security guard he always seemed to end up talking to lately was there and Jessie looked at him.

“Officer, help you with anything?’

“Nope other way around Stone.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah I heard what was going on in the Caff and what you did from the kitchen girls and thought since this was one of those good turn things with you standing up for the girl so much that your good turn deserves another from me.”

“Oh…” The guard passed him some hall pass slips.

“Give these to the girls in there okay; no one needs to be getting detention over something that’s actually a good thing.”

“Okay…thanks I thought you’d be pissed off at us for everything lately.”

The guard shook his head. “Look Jessie, I’ve been doing this work awhile and no not here this is the gig I could get after being in the forces. But I’m really not disagreeing with you at all. We need the cameras but there are laws against it and injunctions against it and my hands are tied with that part.”

“But we can fight that and work to change that.”

“Yes, you can I can’t I make waves with a contractee and they’ll only take that for so long before they get nasty about it and fire me.”

“But you do agree?”

“Oh sure I do, cameras in the halls and in the cafeteria and the parking lots. It cost’s cash but it’d be worth it.”

“Yes it would.”

He gave Jessie his card. “Look we can talk about this when I’m off duty I can’t do anything to help you kids with this but I can offer advice.”

“I’ll be in touch then.”

“Good, like I said Jessie things need to change here and in a lot of other places in this country. In my day you could face bullies like this head on and the internet was a hard sciencey thing. Now you look at someone the wrong way and you’ll get sued for it.”

“It does need to change, school should be a safe place, it should be as safe or safer than being at home.”

The guard nodded. “See you Monday night Jessie.” Then left to do some security thing.

Jessie nodded. “Yes, yes you will.”

He waited until the girls had come out and he passed out the hall pass slips and he headed off for the last classes of the day.

*Bobbi…………

She didn’t know what to think of things really it had been the most messed up afternoon she had had in a long time. Jessie and Johnny were people she hadn’t really counted on meeting really and it had…

She wasn’t sure she was mad or not.

Johnny…they looked like a good looking girl, they acted well like a girl but she was one of those trans girls and she wasn’t entirely comfortable with that.

It was like it was a trick or something, like a lot of lesbians have some really good reasons why they don’t like guys. And not just sexually some had really good reasons to hate the male gender period. And here’s a person that says that they’re female in a male body and are working to change that and it’s like…it’s sort of like a guy being skeezy enough to do anything to get laid.

She didn’t believe that…that’s too weird to be true and too much effort but at the same time there were parts of the whole thing that gave her the jeebs enough to keep away.

And maybe…maybe if she was really honest she might have been transphobics about being sexually attracted to a she-male…

She was also kind of miffed at Johnny’s response…okay she knew she had been a total cunt to her by avoiding her and stuff but Johnny had not been all “like wow.” About her coming over and talking to her instead it was…well she was just expecting a different response from her at having her talking to her.

And she wasn’t sure she liked her and Jessie sort of stealing the spotlight with this either. She had put in a lot of time and hours into the LGBT here at school and fought for respect and her place in the school and she was like known for it. Then they came along with “Happy Gay Day” and suddenly they’re like…the talk of the school or something.

It just felt like suddenly she wasn’t as…as her as she used to be with these new kids around and stuff and she didn’t know what to do about that either.

She could still hang with them and stuff and see where things went or dive in a bit harder and stuff but she wasn’t too sure about that because…well she was pretty sure that Jessie and them did their own things in their own ways and she really wasn’t good at taking orders from people.

She liked them and kind of didn’t want to and she sort of felt like she was being a bit of a conceited cow about all of it.

Especially when Pen her girlfriend was talking about Jessie at length during class and how kick ass it was and how it was all stand up guy of him to do it but with such a hot little “rack” too.

“Jessie is a guy y’know Pen.”

“I know but he’s so hot though he’s like not shaving smooth and dark haired and the way that he doesn’t hide the girls he’s got it’s still all kinds of hot.”

“He’s got a penis Pen remember?”

“Yeah, yeah okay not perfect but hey maybe it’s like a body hot strap on.”

“Penelope Jeezus!”

Pen just grinned. “Oh come on you where there in the bathroom with him as he did that whole sweet thing with the Middle Eastern chick.”

“Yasmine, her name’s Yasmine.”

“Okay, yeah and she’s scarf wearing so likely not playing girl on girl despite me wanting to pull apart her pita.”

Bobbi face palmed.

Pen blinked. “She’s right behind me isn’t she?”

Bobbi nodded.

*Yasmine…………

She’d never had a day as bad or as good or as scary and she had been so thrown and been so shaken up by what had happened. She’d never cried on a stranger like she had with Jessie…just him? her?

Just Jessie treating them human after what had happened and being that nice and being just considerate and there.

It was taking so much to hold things together after they took her hijab…you don’t do that…you don’t it’s….It’s as bad or maybe worse than being stripped nude by force…even as good they had been to her she was still upset.

Jessie thankfully seemed to get that at least a little. And he’d been considerate enough to wait outside for them.

And then he had those hall passes and she was still sort of shaking and Johnny had stayed by her and took her by the office and told them. “I’m taking Yasmine to the faith room.”

“There’s classes.”

Johnny held up the passes.

The girl went and got the guidance councilor. “Johnny what’s going on is there a problem?”

“Nope, but I’m taking Yasmine to the faith room.”

“You both have classes you should be in them or heading to them.”

“Yeah I know but you’re the guidance officer, you’re supposed to be there for the whole council ling thing right?”

“Yes…”

“And after everything that happen just at lunch you don’t think she needs some time?”

The woman took a deep breath. “Fine good point, give me your slips.”

They passed over the slips and she signed them. “This period only and you give these to the teacher at your next class.”

Johnny grinned and took her by the arm and walked her to the faith room and she’d even stuck around and watched.

She felt a bit self conscious for the first while but then she sort of felt that she needed the peace more than she needed the awkward feelings and confusion.

It was actually very nice and something that she thanked Johnny for she really hadn’t a clue what to expect with Johnny either.

Study hall was her next class and she headed there intent on trying to sort things out.

Johnny, the people that were sort of nice to her, Jessie…what he was and what he did for her too.

It was huge personally and yet it was scary…Jessie was a guy, a he and here he was with breasts…and she had no idea how or what to think about that fact except that as the girls had been talking she had been listening in since it was study hall and her first day she had nothing yet to really study and had been spending her time sketching.

She who admit that he was a handsome sort of boy if not for the breasts. She just did not know how to feel about those.

And then…

Then this Penelope girl is talking about Jessie like a girl and the she says…

Pull apart her pita?

What?

Then the mental image clicked with the fact that this girl was a lesbian and what she said had sunk in and she.

Then that Penelope girl turned around to look at her and she…she couldn’t help but pull her books to her chest and blush…she was sure she wasn’t gay but still at the same time when someone looks at you like you’re…like you’re something…or attractive…it feels…

Nice and really scary.

She kept her head down thinking. (Please, please, please don’t say anything.) And it wasn’t that she didn’t want anything to do with these girls it was she had no idea of what to say or do.

She took another seat getting a look from the duty teacher which made her flinch and she looked over at the too lesbians who smiled at her and gave her this wiggly fingered wave…what did that mean, did that mean something!?

Yasmine gave out a whimper and head desked.

*Honey............

She frowned at Courtney Long and Bess Connors as they whispered and chatted like two psychotic hens.

“Fucking school’s going to the crapper, the fags and dykes were bad enough but the trannies are really going to wreck the place.” Courtney…Honey was pretty sure that she was dating one of the cammo boy’s.

Bess nodded like a bobble head. “Uh-huh it’s so sick like eww…and y’know it like totally wrong that that fag Johnny can dress and try to look like us and fuck up like totally hawt guys like Brian.”

Courtney frowned. “Totally she really just needs to like get the fuck out of our school, she’s like going to like ruin the place. Here and that Jessie freak.”

Bess bobble headed some more. “Uh-huh, like Kenyon was like in my school like before here and he was like cute and shit and I was like soooo sure he’d get on the basket ball team this year and he got like all buff and shit and what happens the freak comes here and they’re all like look at my tit’s and my dick and he’s like turned Kenyon into a raging fag.”

Honey glared at them. “It’s not like that you don’t know them. Johnny and Jessie are really nice people.”

They both looked at her and glared. “Oh shut up Moozer…” Courtney said and Bess gave her the finger. “Yeah like mind your own business beaner just go back to where you came from.”

“I’m from here you….” Honey didn’t finish it just clenched her fists and bit her tongue. She wasn’t going to stoop to their level. Well she was pretty sure that she couldn’t at least not without a lobotomy.

“Ooooh good comeback wetback.” Courtney said. Just how could they say stuff like that and keep those smiles on their fake little faces like that.

She smelled her food burning both her sauce for class and the cake she’d been baking for Kenyon’s party tonight.

“Eeek, dammit!”

She ran to the stove and tried to save the sauce and her cakes were smoking in the over reduced to having badly burned edges.

Yvette Wilkinson smiled as she stirred her sauce. It hadn’t taken too much to get the girls talking enough to catch the tranny’s friends notice and after that it was just slip past doing her work and crank the dials to full.

Heather was right; the trick is to get back softly, smartly not like Britney and her little air heads who wanted to be like them.

It was more fun though that she thought; she really didn’t like this Honey girl. She was sweet and beautiful…beautiful to have some serious sway if she was going to go that way.

She had nothing against the Hispanic girls that hung with them they were really nice and cute and they were so happy to be allowed to hang with the right people.

Key phrase is hang with the right people. They’d never actually be the right people.

She just watched Honey get more upset as the place filled with smoke and the teacher open the windows and turn the range fans on full blast and Courtney and Bess laughed and giggled at her making it worse.

*Nick…………

Lunch had been exciting and scary and he’d been almost waiting for the office to call him down for speaking up all the way through the first class of the afternoon.

But it never happened and while still nervous he was sort of privately reveling in the fact he spoke to Johnny and had a kind of cool thing to say and Johnny thanked him for standing up and backing him up.

He’d never stood up for anything before…not IRL.

It felt so damned good.

It felt good to be part of something bigger too and that he had an invite to Kenyon’s disarming the parents and coming out party and that was…

Scary…really scary since there’d be so many people there and stuff it made his social anxiety disorder have mini fits just thinking about it.

Jessie came to his rescue in history class and sent him a copy of the online e-mail letter than was going out soon and got him to proof it and then asked him about doing a coordinated thing for the phones so that they could play a song on them as a group all together.

He had to think on that one and he said that he’d get back to him at Kenyon’s and he followed along in class while working out the problem in his head and worked on the design for a private message board and forum for his rebel site for the school and some other things like going through sites and pages and saving memes and stuff he was going to talk to Jessie about starting a collection to get these things printed off like hand out leaflets for school.

He left class with Jessie and they were both heading to Civics when several of the apes tripped him up and he fell with jess catching him and turning on them.

“Nice, classy you know any other way to play other than dirty?”

Two of them tromped over towards them and Nick really wanted to hide but just…just…he hated confrontation he wasn’t good at it. But Danny went up there at lunch with Jessie and Danny was like thirty pounds smaller that he was and four or five inches smaller and…

He got up and he stood by Jessie and glared at them shaking. “Y…y…y…you want to try th..the…that to mm..muh..fff…face?”

One of them stopped and he looked at his phone.

*Brad…………

Yeah, he thought watching enough of this stuff…Heather’s right this isn’t how the game’s played. It’s Trenton and Cliff and while not bad guys not the sharpest knives in the drawer. He texted Trenton. [Don’t they want you to look even worse, tell Jessie you don’t fight girls and make fun of Hawking but back off say it was an accident.”

*Nick…………

He was shaking and the hockey thug looked at his phone and ignored them and blinked and put it away. “Yeah, sorry it was an accident y’know…you don’t have to go off on a freak and be all hyper-sensitive and shit.”

And he added. “Or hormonal.” Looking at Jessie. He smiled and backed off of them. “Suh..ssus story I ruh..ruh..really mean it too.”

He tapped his thug friend and they both backed off heading to the last class of the day and they started laughing as they did and turned about a dozen feet away and burst out laughing some more.

Nick couldn’t stop shaking and crying he hated that he was crying and that there were tears streamlining down his face and he wanted to shout at them and he wanted to scream at them and he even tried to especially after they burst out laughing at them again as they were leaving.

It’s like they took whatever good he’d been felling and ripped it from him and shredded it like it was nothing, like he was nothing.

He spun on his feet and sort of just stomped, bent over upset so much his stomach cramped and he wanted to hit something so bad!

He hated this!

He hated them!

He felt Jessie take him down the hall and off and under the stairs where the door to the boiler room was and he sort of watched and sort of paced as Jessie took some wires out and a thin little allen key and did something was he…

The door swung open and the lights were off and Jessie pulled him in and looked at him.

“Scream.”

Nick shook his head….he couldn’t.

“Scream, it’s just me and you and the machines Nick scream nobody’s here.”

It just bubbled up and he grabbed the railing of the stairs they were on and…

“FUCK………………………….!!!, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK….! I GODDAMNED HATE THEM! ASSHOLES! BASTARDS, SON’S OF BITCHES!”

Jessie added in. “Knuckledraggers.”

“YES KNUCKLEDRAGGERS!, KNUCKLE DRAGGING COUSIN HUMPING THUGS!”

Jessie crossed his arms. “They’re Repugnant.”

“YES…REPUGNANT!”

“Repugnant.”

Nick looked and stopped sniffled wiped his nose… “What..!?”

Jessie smiled and did it again this time trying to do his best impression of Brain. “Repugnant.”

Nick blinked and sniffled and in all the memes and vids and tubes he’d watched the episode of Pinky and The Brain” Jessie was using popped into his head and a half crazy titter came out.

“Nick…”

(Sniffle smile.) “Yeah…?”

“You never stuttered once.”

Nick looked at Jessie and blinked a few times and turned and spun holding onto the railing and threw up.

Jessie rubbed and gently thumped his back and said. “Hey…getting there, getting there.”

Nick nodded and coughed and Jessie reached into his “Jacket of holding” and produced tissues and mints.

“Come on let’s get to civics and not give the knuckledraggers the satisfaction.”

Nick nodded. “Jessie…”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”

Jessie hugged him with one arm and led then both out into the hall and towards the last class and the got a few looks from some people, a couple were part of the whole alpha thing and Jessie looked at the girls and popped a mint himself.

“Hey...” With just a friendly nod, nothing cheap or snide just a hey.

Nick looked back and he laughed…he actually laughed out loud a little at the confused look on their face and went all the way to class like that arm in arm sort of hugging with Jessie.

He felt a little crazy…all loose and stuff like something broke or burst open and he just didn’t have it in his tank to get worked up enough to be freaked by what they were doing.

It felt so strange that the knot he always had inside was untied right now.

He snickered at Danny as they got to class and Danny was taping a hand made sign saying “Imperial doctrines.” With the symbol of the Star wars evil empire on there and the three of them went inside.

*Kenyon…………

He pulled into the yard making sure there was enough space for the others before going inside the house with a lump in his throat. He smelled his mom’s homemade sauce. It was sort of a spaghetti sauce but it went on everything and he could also smell pepperoni cooking from the kitchen he went inside and he hugged her.

“Hey, thanks for this mum.”

She dimpled at him. “Its fine honey we’re just really glad that you’re making friends already.”

“Yeah well they’re a little geeky and stuff but they’re really good people mum.”

“Good I can’t wait to meet them.”

“Good…” He bit his lip.

“Honey is everything okay?”

He looked at her and he took a breath and hoped she wouldn’t freak out. “Mom…this isn’t just a get together it’s kind of an intervention sort of maybe…”

“An intervention is someone on drugs?”

“No…well I don’t think so but more like a buffer for me.”

“A buffer? What for?”

“Mum…I’m gay.”

She blinked at him and stared. “But you have posters of sexy girls in your room?”

“Yeah and I really thought that I was into them and stuff and then I started to realize that I was gay and I just, I mean it’s not like I could put up like a fireman’s sexy poster thing right?”

She stared at him and blinked again. “No…..i suppose not that would have raised some flags.”

She giggled and slapped her hand over her mouth. “Ooops I guess it really would have wouldn’t it?”

“Mum!” Kenyon stared at her in shock and she giggled some more and he blushed. She gently shoved him. He snerked and looked at her. “You’re not mad?”

“No I’m not mad and I don’t hate you and your father won’t either but he’ll definitely be surprised.”

“Him surprised, it’s still surprising me.”

She laughed. “I think a party is a good idea.”

“I’m still scared…I…I don’t know how to be…gay mum.”

She hugged him. “Kenyon, you’re already doing it, being gay doesn’t change who you are or who you were really it’s just you already honey.”

“Thank god I really was dreading learning how to mince and do that limp wristy thing it looks exhausting.”

His mom burst out laughing. “Go, go on and help me get ready and clean up the den if we’re having company over you boys haven’t touched it in forever.”

“What I’m supposed to be all clean and neat because I’m gay?”

“Yes! So go do it or I’ll report you and they’ll take your gay card away.”

“But…but…”

“Yes I know you boys are all about the butt.”

“Mum!!!”

She laughed and kept laughing all the way into the kitchen.

Was she always this weird?

Maybe that’s where he got the being a smart ass from?

He face palmed heading upstairs to shower. “Great I’m just freshly out and I’m already stressing about being like my mother.”