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!

 

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Lindsey sat holding the boy’s head in her lap as he cried. She looked up as the security guard showed up with another one and looked at her. “The school nurse is coming.”

“And the cops?” She asked him.

“Did you call them?”

“I should.”

He looked over at Keith. “You could be in a lot of trouble miss.”

“He deserved what he got, fucking bully. Call the police; I’ll take the charge if I can testify against him.” She nodded at Keith.

“You got something against him.”

“He was doing this isn’t that enough?”

“You busted his nose.”

“I’ll do it again.” She made sure he got the I’ll over I’d/

The guard pursed his lips and he looked the plain and skinny girl she stared back at him and there was no fear there.

The other guard was grilling the crowd on who had seen what and most of the kids said they were watching the drama with Britney. Others just turned away if they had seen it they weren’t saying.

One of the black kids a skinny one with a shaved head and a mix of hip hop gear and geek wear with glasses was talking to the guard saying he had seen it all go down. Keith’s usual two friends nowhere to be seen to back him up. He guard with Lindsey was sure that this kid was one of the bunch that hung around the short guy that was always with Stone.

Yeah, Stone…they’ve already had a meeting over the kid, he was just one of those kids…trouble and the same with the transgendered kid….He looked at the Plain Jane in front of him too…another new kid.

She stared back at him from behind her glasses steady and almost defiant. You’d never think she’d be such a handful…he’d seen the other girls treat her like crap and she just took it.

Looking at her now.

She wasn’t just taking it she was retraining herself.

And really that means this Keith ass…well the kid was an ass and he did cross the line.

He waited until the school nurse got out to them and then helped the girl up and they helped the kid that was beat up to the infirmary. The black geek kid passed them a shoulder bag. Which the kid snatched and hugged to himself.

Oh yeah this was the kid that can’t talk half the time some of the kids called him Hawking after the gimp in the wheelchair.

Lindsey went with them and to the nurse office as Nick they called him was getting checked over and he wasn’t too comfortable about it. He certainly wasn’t letting go of his computer bag.

The VP showed up asking questions and she told him what happened and he didn’t look mad at her just nodding and his secretary was there taking notes and she heard him go into the room with Nick. He had to have something going on because the Seri or Ceri that female phone thing was talking for him that she could tell.

She’d only kind of heard rumors about him since coming here to the school but that really had to just suck…being like that and messed up enough that you really had a super hard time making any kind of connection.

Not like she was exactly normal either. She’d moved here in with her Aunt and Uncle after her parents had a massive, massive divorce and they tried to use her as a weapon against each other and she couldn’t take it anymore.

This uncle was her Mom’s first cousin and while close to her and the rest of the family her Uncle Duncan was pretty much one of those guys that wouldn’t take either of their crap.

And Uncle Duncan and Aunt Jordan were happy to have her there since they couldn’t have kids. But money was kind of scarce with the economy in the toilet both of them only had part time work and they were lucky just to get the bills paid really. So her clothes weren’t cutting edge or the best and came from the Salvation Army or the thrift stores.

It didn’t really matter that much.

Dishwater…

Well that one came about because she never did anything…she didn’t flirt or cry or really have friends she didn’t know how to act or to flirt really. The thing was Lindsey never felt right.

She wasn’t curvy or great looking in fact her dad was huge and she got his height but her mom was short and tiny and she had gotten her thinness and the end result was her being the classic carpenter’s dream. He Aunt Jordan tried to make it better by saying she had a ballerina’s body but that at least to Lindsey was pushing it.

Truth was she was kind of not a girl.

Oh she was female and she like boys found them cute and some more than that but the gushy lovey stuff never hit her. She didn’t care a lot about clothes not like the other girls or make-up it just rarely clicked with her. She even didn’t mind being female even though having a period sucked ass.

It’s just that she couldn’t really identify with her own gender.

But she was pretty sure she wasn’t a lesbian…pretty sure because her sort of lack of the feminine….everything had even her asking questions.

It’s why she did nothing most of the time…it’s like what happen in the parking lot…those girls that were talking trash and calling her things if she really…just let go then she’d have hit them or worse…like that assclowns Keith.

It was like she had this switch that had gone off that had her step in and get involved. It was kind of like she had a guy living in her head sometimes only the guy was like…well she really didn’t know because even if she thought the man in half of her brain was real she was pretty sure he wasn’t gay.

But hitting Keith and defending that Matt guy felt so right just as much as holding him and being the nurturing girl with his head in her lap was like second nature too but to actually just …it was confusing as hell because she had no idea who she was or what she was.

She frowned and got her things and headed out of the infirmary. She heard the VP call out to her. “Ms. Clark.”

“Yes?” She stopped and looked at her and he passed her a set of slips.

“I’m glad that you thought to come to the aid of a fellow student but that is not the way to use a textbook Ms. Clark this is a pass for the hall and a note as to why you’re late for your classes. I’m not giving you detention this time but this doesn’t happen again understand?”

“No sir.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’ll take the detention.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I can’t say that I won’t do something like that again.”

“Are you looking to cause trouble Ms. Clark?”

“No sir I just can’t let what that jackass did slide…it happens too much too often.”

“We’re working on it.”

She stared at him pretty hard. “Good…bullying can kill.”

He looked at her and he pursed his lips. “You should get to class.”

“Yes sir.”

Lindsey headed to here class handing the note to the teacher as she sat down in geography. What a good start to the day a fight…nearly getting detention…not being able to shut up and just let the VP say his shit without talking back.

Why could she talk to adults like that and not other kids?

Because they were adults and they should be able to take it.

Some of the girls in the class looked at her and sneered, two sniffed…yeah she’d cleaned up but she was sure there might be a waft of Nick’s vom-scent lingering…or they were just being bitches.

She kind of smiled a little perversely at a thought that crossed her mind. If she was somehow a lesbian then there’s a good reason she wasn’t attracted to any of the girls that she had met or seen her so far if this was the way that they all acted.

Lindsey took her books out and tried to concentrate on her class. But her ears picked stuff up as the class was considered a Gimmie by some of the less scholastically inclined and they were talking about Jessie Stone?

She looked over and saw him one of the other new kids.

Who apparently according to the rumor mill was more than average in the hung department but there was the other rumor too. That he had breasts…she watched him doing his own work and actually answering a lot of the questions too he was smart. He was even pretty good looking too if you went for the dark haired fair featured boys that looked like models…he could likely pass for a girl if he tried but he didn’t actually seem like the type that’d try that stuff.

Then again he did hang out and was friends with the transgendered girl. She was only sort of bother by Johnny in so much as she was prettier than her and a boy…well not a boy but sort of kind of the opposite of her.

She took a closer look at Jessie as he raised his hand to answer another question and caught a good look at the curves of his chest.

She shook her head…he had bigger breasts than she did. It was almost funny. She took a few notes and looked back to him and he was smiling at her and looking back and gave her this friendly nod.

So far he was one of the few people here that gave her this frank and honest and open look. And then he looked at her again…not like looking down and taking another look but he looked at her with that kind of nice look and then he…did he just check her out?

Her?

Wow….this was a really strange day already.

Brian………………………..He sat down on the weight bench after setting them for an hundred and fifty pounds and started doing reps. Some of the guys from different teams were here on their off class too and working out and the place was it’s typical mood of laughter, power lifting, yelling and off color jokes.

He was quiet; this year wasn’t shaping out anything like he’d thought. Garret sat down along side him on the other machine and set his own weights and they just pumped away quietly for the first two or three sets.

Garret looked over to him. “You okay?”

“I’m dumping Brit.”

“Shit dude really? Why she’s a total piece.”

“Yeah well she’s a piece all right.”

“So who’s the new chick?”

“There ain’t one.”

“Dude, you dumping Brit to go solo.”

“Looks like.”

“Re-examine the options dude Brit is smoking hot and she fucks at the drop of a hat or so I’ve heard….” Garret looked at Brian for what was likely confirmation.

“Yeah she’s great in the sack, Britney loves to fuck but she also loves to fuck…”

“Dude that’s a riddle, stop with the riddles I’m not Batman.”

“Britney likes to be a bitch, she likes fucking with people and their lives because somehow she thinks she’s better than everyone.”

“Oh…yeah but they’re all kind of like that.”

“No, not all of them are like that.”

“Okay…no they’re not but when they come as high freaking calibre as Britney then yeah they do. Brit’s hot and the hot girls know that they are and there’s that whole chickie pecking order thing they have going on.”

“Not all of them are like that.”

Garret looked at him. “Yeah they are like I said the nice girls have to be nice because they aren’t Britney and don’t have it made in the shade. But if they did have what she had they’d be just the same.”

“I can’t believe that Garret, just…” he set the weights to rest. “Dude she’s just so fucking mean and she’s fake and all the time she’s eating away and chipping away at being number one. Not just part of the court even thought we’re only in our second year here no she has to be Queen of the school and I have to be King.”

“Being popular is a good thing dude.”

“Being popular is a croc of shit Gare and you know it hell we all know it. What we get into a decent university, we do the same shit there then we get out and get a job but will that be just because we’re popular?”

“You are who you know.”

“Yeah? Well who’s going to really give a shit about all the popular shit twenty, thirty years from now? It won’t matter.”

“It might?”

Brian laughed. “Dude you get to be top dog here and say you get into a good school by chance, or grades or kissing ass then what you’re in a school all new all over again only you’re not Mr. or Mrs. Popular and king or queen shit you’re just you and you’re just another pumped up socialized moron that thinks that people there at college will remotely care that you were popular and ruled your dumbfucks little school.”

“Whoa dude chill…holy shit…what the hell’s your problem?”

“The bullshit Gare, Britney’s almost gotten me…and even us into like five fights this year this week already because she thinks I’m her enforcer.”

“You used to do that, hell you did that last year.”

“Yeah and guess what?”

“What?”

“She lied about some of that stuff, she made shit up and had he little friends do the same and spread shit around so that I’d get into it with someone or someone’s boyfriend and pound them to satisfy her. And she’s worse this year.”

“How’d you know that she was lying?”

“Selina.”

“Selina I thought she took off after she was outed.”

“She did, she was outed for being a lesbian by Britney and she left school last year because of it.”

“So…?”

“So…Selina showed me all the texts she had saved between Britney and the other girls in her clique and yeah it’s a big game for her and a whole lot of bullshit.”

“When’d this happen?”

“Last part of this summer, I ran into her at the beach.”

“Sel could’ve been lying.”

“Nope…I could just feel it Garret, all Britney thinks about and all she wants is the best of flipping everything and I’m only good enough for her until she finds a way to get at one of the seniors this year.”

“You talk to Brit about this?”

“Not yet, I’m not going to bring up all the stuff either because she’ll start world war five.”

“Three dude, there’s only been two.”

“Sorry, I meant three through five.”

“So…you’re really going to dump the hottest piece in our year?’

“Yeah.”

“And there’s no runner up.”

“Nope….”

“Dude you paused.”

“So…”

“So there is someone.”

“No…but…yeah I don’t know.”

“Whaddaya mean?”

“It means there’s sort of someone and I kind of might want to check things out and maybe get to know them.”

“Who?”

“Hell no, Brit finds out that there might be someone I like over her and she’ll start who knows what. No I’m going to check things out first as a friend…if they’ll let me and look past the jock.”

“Huh…Brian…just how low are you gonna slide?”

“It’s not low Garret. You look at that no bullshit web page? We’re not all assholes like Keith and some of the others but there’s a whole shitload of people in this school that actually think we’re not the shit but we’re the worst thing in the school.”

“Really?’

“Really, go look it up and read some of the shit there…I don’t want to be that guy.”

“Dude, seventeen’s too young to be having a mid-life crisis.”

“Yeah, and it’s too young to have the regrets that I have too.”

Brian got up and left heading for the showers and there was a few people watching him leave and most were just shaking their heads and a few were actually smiling but not in agreement with Brian but they were already texting the stuff they had overheard all over the school.

To several of them Brian was pussing out. Hell hanging with Selina the slag dyke and talking like that he might as well sign his fag card. The texts and calls began. Garret shook his head just not getting it and Brian had pretty much made sure that he’d be history with Brit.

Actually normally he would have jumped at the chance to be with Britney…she hadn’t been faithful to Brian she’d been on her knees doing anything she could do to catch herself an upper clansman and was still likely working on that.

It was tempting but Brian was a pretty solid guy, he wasn’t the type to spout bullshit so if he was saying she was that kind of a handful then she really was.

Brian went out from the weight room to the showers and then just ended up trying to figure out what he wanted from the soda machine until the bell rang for morning break.

He ended up getting a bottle of Minute Maid Orange Juice and was walking to get some air when he was passed by that new bunch of kids. Jessie Stone and the others and the girl with the lethal chem book skills and then there was Johnny.

And she was wearing his jersey still.

Was he nuts for even considering trying to get to know her?

Him?

He ran his fingers through his damp hair and went to go to his locker and he was getting a whole lot of looks from everyone and he saw some leaving, some people shaking their heads a look of disgust from some of the churchy types that hung around with them.

He saw Britney, saw her crying and with her friends and she took one look at him and started bawling red faced and totally messy looking and freaking out. She even broke free of her friends and ran to the garbage can in the hall. He watched not sure what was going on until he saw the look of pure hate she flashed him before she puked into the garbage can.

Yeah…oh yeah he was being set up…

He was going to try and talk to her but when he got close several of the guys got between him and her and Tim Lewis pushed him back with a hard shove. “Don’t you think you did enough faggot?”

“Did what? I didn’t do anything?”

Britney wiped her mouth off and screamed, not shrieked but screamed like at the top of her lungs at him. “YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN ME AIDS!”

He…what?

What!!???

“What the fuck are you talking about!?”

Tim punched him in the face and he hit back then it was three on one and Britney scream-cried and ran out of the halls through the cafeteria and out of the school.

Brian caught another punch to the eye and then there were the whistles from the security guards running to break it up.