My Boyfriend Is A Girl!? ((Memster101&Firetail606))

[Memster101]

(( Do you know anything about working in coffee shops or anything ))


I'd been contently writing down what notes had been left on the large white board, which took up more or less of the front wall of the classroom, when I saw movement from the corner of my eyes. I looked up and saw a rather attractive young man walk in, a stylish messenger bag slung over one shoulder and across his torso. That must have been Harkin. My eyes narrowed some and I stilled my pencil, tapping it idly against the notebook. My already growing annoyance with the teacher twinged considerably when he called Elijah out and I rolled my eyes, looking over at my new roommate curiously. What on earth could that pretentious dick hole want?


The light chatter that had been servicing as background noise suddenly died out and everyone looked towards Elijah. My own cheeks stained a slight color in embarrassment for my friend, knowing how awful it must be for him to have so much attention at one time.

 

[Zotohxan]

((I'm sorry, I don't ;w; ))


I stiffen when I hear Harkin calling me by his nickname of choice, then just sigh in annoyance. I don't make eye contact with anyone as I stood and walked down the rows, ignoring the snickering or random call of 'f.ag' or 'c.ock sucker' by the students. I arrive in front of the professor and just quirk a brow, an emotionless mask on my face as it always is when I'm in public around this stupid campus.


"Yes?" I ask him, my voice just as emotionless as my face. I watch his smirk widen before he reaches out and runs his fingers through my hair, making me flinch back but then quickly regain my stance again. After he laughs he just shakes his head in amusement, then practically glares at me. "This is a classroom, you disgusting fa.ggot. Not a c.ock on c.ock porn ring. And it's certainly no place for you to be forcing your disgusting habits onto a new student." I reach up to wipe away the spit he'd slung while insulting me, then just shrug. "I'm not forcing anything on anyone. I'm here to learn, just like everyone else."


He shakes his head, disgust clear in his expression now. "You aren't to sit next to one of these poor, impressionable people, gay boy. They're too nice to say anything, but I'm not. I am your Professor, and you are to listen to me." He points to the opposite side of the room, a row of completely empty desks. "You'll sit over there for the rest of this lesson, and keep your hands out your damn pants. I know how f.ags like you like to touch yourselves whenever you can get away with it." He shudders in disgust, "I won't have it in this class." He then puts his hand firmly on my chest and pushes me as hard as he could away, causing me to stumble backward and almost fall. Thankfully I catch myself and glare back at him before walking to where he'd pointed. I couldn't risk not being in the lesson.. I need the grades.


As I'm walking away I hear him address the class, "If anyone sees anything from that little fucker, you have permission to interrupt class if needed to let me know. However, do not take matters into your own hands. I won't have any of you exposed to his hideousness anymore than necessary."


((So. When I was younger I actually had a teacher who'd do similar stuff to this?? Like.. Obviously without such vulgarities, but we had a classmate who had Aspergers, and she'd always publicly humiliate him in front of all of us, punish him if he was having troubles with paying attention or socializing, and making him sit apart from everyone else.. It was disgusting > ))

 

[Memster101]

((Awe, okay >> And what the hell?! Did she ever get fired??))


My eyes widened with anger as Harkin started to harass Elijah and I dug my nails into the palms of my hands. It took all I had not to go up there and throw a punch at his pretty face. When Elijah came back up to get his things, I tried to make eye contact with him to see how he was doing, but to little avail. He kept his face stony and unreadable, as he had done when approaching and enduring Harkin's behavior, but I had to imagine that it hurt. Before Elijah could get too far away when he was walking to his newly assigned seat, I stood up, gathering my own things loosely in my arms, and followed him over. I made it my own goal to keep my face as relaxed and pleasant as possible as I did so, attempting to ignore the comments and whispers I heard as I took my seat once again beside my new friend.


I set my items out on the desk as I had done before and once again started to take notes, acting as if this meant nothing. When I caught a few people staring, I rose a brow at them. "What? Shouldn't you guys be taking notes instead of gawking like an idiots? Or do I have to come close your mouths for you? I can't tell who looks or sounds more like a pompous ass, you or Harkin. " I held all of their gazes for a few more moments, before turning it onto Harkin, raising a challenging brow towards him. "What have you got against Elijah, or anyone else in this classroom? Are you trying to prove your masculinity because you doubt it yourself? Are you taking out your own personal grievances on kids who are proud of themselves because of how insecure you are?"


I smiled, more to myself than him. "Are you ashamed because out of all the pretty ladies, and believe me, you all are on Victoria Secret Angels level, the only people in this room who get a rise in your pants are the men?" I heard a sharp intake of breath at the comment and a few people trying to muffle their laughter. "Or maybe it's because you flaunt this 'I'm too cool for anyone, I'm the type of guy that all the ladies want and all the men want to be,' persona to make up for all the times in your childhood where you were picked on because you were a fat, pimply, no body who liked to touch himself during class when a pretty girl walked by with a short skirt. Or maybe during gym class when you watched all the guys who beat you up, shoved you into lockers, dunked your head in the toilet, undress."


I leaned back in my seat, a satisfied, shit-eating grin on my face. "Does any of that ring a bell, Professor Harkin? Even if it does, I'm not here to judge. This is America and if you like to get your jollies from humiliating kids who share your grievances with pride, I suppose that's your right. But can you do us all a favor and shut the fuck up and teach us some math?"


((Oh my god I'm dying I can't breatttthhhh )))

 

[Zotohxan]

((Nope. My school system is a piece of shit, and they just treated it as any other 'punishment' for his 'misbehaviour'. Luckily I had some good friends and we'd all go over and talk to him and hang out during locker breaks and free periods and stuff, but.. Just the fact that the school as a whole would praise this teacher for her 'tolerance'?! It pisses me off x.x


And that was perfect!!! x'D))


I, like many others in the class, stared at Ash with wide eyes and dropped jaw. "A-Ash..." I whisper after a minute of total silence. "That was... You can't talk to a professor like that..." And it seems Harkin shared my views as his previous expression is now painted into a red-faced scowl. "Both of you. Out of my class, right now. You can go fuck for all I care, I just don't want to see your faces again!" And after that the rest of the students started up with their own not-so-quiet conversations. I quickly stand and pack my things up, not wanting to risk being sent to the Dean... I really can't risk getting suspended or expelled.


I look at Ash with a small smile when I move to leave, waiting for him so we could walk out together. I didn't want to leave him in the room alone... I can't believe he spoke to Harkin like that, but... I can't say the thought to do it myself has never crossed my mind. I just don't have the guts... "Let's head out, then.."

 

[Memster101]

(( Oh damn =/ I'm glad you guys hung out with him though!))


I shrugged my shoulders some at Harkin's demand of us leaving and started to pack my things up. It was probably for the best that we find a new teacher anyways. I slung my bag over my shoulder and returned Elijah's small smile, following him towards the door. As we passed Harkin, I pretended to tip a hat to him, offering my sweetest smile before we slipped out the door. "Well that was interesting," I mused after we had gotten out into the hall, shifting my bag some. I paused though when I realized I had just probably got Elijah kicked out of the class and frowned some. "I'm sorry for dragging you into it though. Is it super hard to find another math class??"


I didn't care how much trouble I got into though. It was worth it seeing the gratitude on the kids' faces whom Harkin had picked on. I felt bad though about Elijah.

 

[Zotohxan]

((Yeah.. He was actually really cool! All the teacher saw, though, was someone that had a hard time staying in his seat and being perfectly quiet.. It was stupid, really.))


I smile faintly to Ash and shrug at his concern, trying my hardest to not freak out in any way. "I mean, there are still a few opens, they're just not as advanced as this class. Don't worry about it, alright?" I reach over to ruffle his hair again, "Who knows.. Maybe you just helped any other students he's a dick to? He may think twice about talking to people that way, from now on." I walk a little ways down the sidewalk before speaking again, "Do you want to head back to the dorm? Or we could go early to the court, just mess around for a bit before practice?"

 

[Memster101]

(( Dang e.e I hope she did get fired later on or something.))


I managed a slight smile at his attempt at reassurance and bumped my shoulder against his lightly. "Yeah...And sure, we could head down to the court," I agreed, running my hand through my hair in an attempt to get it back into place. We headed towards the gymnasium,more or less in a comfortable silence. When we did reach the building, we headed straight for the locker rooms. "So do you all have assigned lockers or did you just kind of choose your own?" I asked, warily looking around as we entered the men's. Thankfully, we were the only ones here and could talk freely, among other things.

 

[Zotohxan]

((I don't know if she did.. But I hope so, too ;-; ))


I shrug, "Coach tried assigning them, but with some people being more modest than others, it kinda all went to hell. So now, we just choose which one we want." I walk to mine, at the end of the last row. A white piece of paper is in tucked into a see-through slot in the door with my name on it; all the others surrounding my own locker empty. "All you do is choose which one you want and write your name on the paper. Surprisingly, everyone's respectful about others' belongings. We don't actually need locks.."


I open my locker and throw my bag in, then shrug before I just start to strip. I don't really mind around Ash... The only reason I really mind otherwise is because people tend to be incredibly rude about my body, since my face and body shape are both quite feminine. After getting my shirt off I point just past my locker, to the unmarked restroom to the right. "There're stalls in there you can change in." I then think about it for a moment, "I don't know where Coach leaves the spare uniforms.. But for this practice you can use my extra one if you want?" I pull out the uniform, still in a plastic wrapping. "I've only worn the one, so this one is still clean and everything. I figure we're around the same size?"

 

[Memster101]

((Right?? So where do you get your stones and stuff from? >>))


I relaxed at this news, knowing it would have been a hassle to have a locker in the middle of it all and then try to weave through everyone to get to the bathroom. I dropped my bag on the bench that ran through the middle of the aisle, grabbing a sharpie from one of the front pockets. Grabbing the little card from a locker opposite Ash's, I quickly scrawled my name onto it then slid it back in. When I turned back around to put my sharpie back into my bag, I saw that Elijah was already half naked. My cheeks tinted faintly and I blinked for a moment or two before I was able to answer him about the spare uniform. "O-Oh, yeah. That'll work for now?" I agreed, taking the package from him. Thankfully the uniform was actually a normal color instead of ungodly shade they always seemed to be.


"Cool. Uh, I'm going to change and then we'll head out?" I shoved my bag into the locker while I waited for his answer, then headed back to the bathroom when he agreed. I stared at the bathroom stalls, chewing some at my lip as I realized just how good of a friend I was going to become with it. After I shook myself from my thoughts, I stepped into one of the cleaner stalls and quickly took my t-shirt off as well as my jeans. My lips pursed as I looked down at myself, God I looked so feminine. I once again was struck with how hard this was going to be.. Rubbing at the bridge of my nose, I pulled myself together and quickly pulled on the loose uniform. The shorts threatened to fall off my hips before I pulled the draw strings tight, and I would always have to wear a tank under the shirt to avoid people seeing my binder, but it would have to do.


Once I felt like I was decently disguised, I headed out and back to the lockers. "Thanks for letting me borrow the uniform." I offered a smile when I passed him, shoving my clothes back into the locker on top and in front of my bag.

 

[Zotohxan]

((Aah, my Mom's friend owns a shop in town. Well, she did.. It's pretty much out of business now ;w; Otherwise, there's random rock shows and the like that go to random states, and I get from there if I can afford to go ^-^


How about you?))


I couldn't help but feel a bit happy when I saw Ash's blush... He looks incredibly cute when he blushes, not that I'd ever voice that to him.. Or anyone. He's just not good around bare skin... It was probably pretty wrong of me to have stripped off my shirt in front of him anyway, but.. There's nothing I can do now. So instead of sulking over it I just continue changing into my uniform once he's gone, then stuff my normal clothes into my locker, waiting for my roommate to come out from changing.


And may I just say... He , in the loose uniform, looked more amazing than I'd ever seen him. It strangely suited him, while also- in my opinion- bringing out his body shape. And though it may cause him a bit more trouble with the other guys because of how feminine he does look, to me.. It makes him look even better. I realize after a few seconds that I was staring so I clear my throat and turn away, hoping he hadn't caught the blush on my cheeks. I head toward the doors that open straight from the locker room to the gym, "C'mon, let's go practice some..."

 

[Memster101]

(( Oh for cool! I wonder if those ever go by my state And there's a few shops that sell things like that along with incense, prayer rugs, other Buddhist/Wicca things :3 I'd love to work at a shop like that but most of them seem fairly small and family owned e.e*))


I would have been a fool not to notice Elijah's admiring gaze but said nothing, knowing it would just embarrass us equally. If I hadn't been so worried about him seeing things that other guys might not notice, I would have actually thought it sweet. But right now it just sent my paranoia off the charts. I grinned though a this suggestion of going out and nodded eagerly, following him out to the court. There were already a rack of basketballs set out for practice, so thankfully we didn't need to go hunting for them. No one else was on the court but there were people milling about the stands and you could see on the second floor that surrounded the court there was a indoor running track, currently in use.


We walked over to the cart and I grabbed a ball, tossing it from hand to hand. "Are we just going to toss some hoops or did you want to actually play a game?" I asked, cocking my head some to the side. I knew that practice was pretty much going to be lay up after free throw after lay up after free throw for the first while, so I wassn't sure if he wanted to add to what was already in store for us.

 

[Zotohxan]

((You can find out pretty easily! Just look up "your state rock show", and it'll come up! owo


I think it's the gem and mineral society? Or something like that.. There's a base in several states, and they do yearly shows where they sell stones, crystals, fossils, etc. for actually pretty decent prices!))


I smirk a bit, "How about an actual game? I'd like to see what you've got, little boy~" I teasingly taunt, quirking a brow as I hold my hands up in position to catch the ball were he to throw it to me. It'd be fun to play an actual game against him, and it'd maybe help him loosen up to play at his best when Coach and the other players come out. I know my nerves were going wild when I'd first tried out.. But with any luck playing ahead of time, and also having a friend on the court.. Hopefully it'd help.


And hopefully, he thought of me as a friend, as I now think of him.

 

[Memster101]

((Ooh! I'll definitely look that up! I want more but money e.e As much as I like having an open schedule, I'm going crazy without a job. ))


A grinned at the comment and rose a brow, tossing him the ball in a teasingly rough manner. "Come at me, pretty boy," I teased, before heading over to the court. At first I could feel my nerves building up about getting so personal with Elijah, but I managed to calm them with the thought of having fun with a friend. I also appreciated him helping to get me warmed up for practicing with the other guys.

 

[Zotohxan]

((I know the feeling.. I don't really get to do anything with an open schedule, but I like not having daily anxiety attacks x'D))


I glare at Ash playfully at the nickname, then start dribbling the ball as I run onto the court. First things first I try running toward Ash, moving to weave around him to the basket behind him. "Catch me if you can, newbie!"


(( ;w; Because I know nothing about playing the actual game first hand...))

 

[Memster101]

((It's really nice! Like mine weren't nearly as bad as you've described yours but they weren't fun either way e.e* And yeah... >> ))


I laughed as Ash taunted me, watching him come at me. I followed along beside him easily enough, arms spread wide to prevent him from paasing to any imaginary players. I did try to snag the ball away from him a few times but to little avail, so I continued to play the defensive, waiting until he went to shoot for a basket. As he did, I jumped up- fairly high for someone my size- and caught it before it could continue its ark to the basket. I grinned cheekily at him as I quickly started to dribble the basket to the other court.

 

[Zotohxan]

((Well yeah ;-; No matter the intensity, anxiety attacks are terrible...))


I smile brightly and call a praise after Ash before turning and rushing after him, deciding to play defensive against him as well. A few times I'd tried getting the ball away, managing to just barely brush it with my fingers before he'd regain control. When he throws it I jump, once more with my fingers barely brushing it as it flies past me. Thankfully, though, my touch altered its course. But... Not as much as I'd like. Instead of getting a clean shot, it just circled around the rim for a moment, then fell straight through.


I let out a mock groan of disappointment before rushing over and grabbing the ball up. "Well, you're definitely good!" I say happily, dribbling the ball back over to him. "Just by that.. I have no doubt Coach will let you on the team."

 

[Memster101]

(( Agreed e.e* I think I had a mini won earlier today >> It was stupid!))


I laughed happily when the ball managed to go through the hoop-even if it did attempt to scare me by circling the rim a few times, and watched Elijah chase after it. I smiled sheepishly at his praise and rubbed at the back of my neck shyly. "Thanks...I hope he likes what he sees. I really want to make the team," I confessed, holding my hands up for him to pass the ball. I figured now we had our little squirmish that we could go just do layups or free throws or what have you. When he tossed it over, I walked us over to the nearest hoop and tossed the ball, groaning lightly when it hit the back board and bounced back.


I caught it before it could get too far away and tossed it over to Elijah, cracking my neck after it had left my hands.

 

[Zotohxan]

((D: What happened?!))


I catch the ball from Ash and smile, "I'm sure you will. To be honest, lots of the guys actually on the team aren't that good.. Couldn't make a single basket from the free throw line if they had ten chances. Each time going a step closer." I shake my head, feigning disappointment. I then step forward and make my shot, grinning as it goes straight through. "I've been playing since I was like ten... My brother taught me, thankfully. Our Dad had absolutely no hand/eye coordination, so it would've sucked had he been the teacher." I smirk slightly then grab the ball as it rolls back, tossing it to Ash.

 

[Memster101]

(( I don't even know e.e It was after my final today and I got in my car and I just started not to be able to breath and feeling all panic-y and spazzy >> ))


I smiled, laughing lightly as I took a step back to better position myself to catch the ball. I caught it squarely and centered myself to the basket, taking in a deep breath before jumping. I let my hands follow through and tossed the ball and it swished effortlessly. "My brothers taught me. It would only be a little exaggeration to say I learned to dribble before I learned to walk," I mused, smiling. I let the ball roll over to me and sneaked my foot under the ball, kicking it up to my hands. I tossed it over to Ash and rolled my shoulders lightly.

 

[Zotohxan]

(( :/ I'm sorry... Maybe it was just a sort of delayed reaction from the final?))


I chuckle and nod, catching the ball with a slight lunge to the side before standing a bit off center. I've been wanting to practice more of my moving shots... "Then I guess our opposing teams will have some real competition ,huh?" I tease good heartedly, smiling before I focus on the basket again. I dribble a few times in place before running across the court, throwing the ball when I feel it would be the right spot to make the basket. I stop a few steps later, watching. It seemed like everything was in slow motion when I saw the orange and black ball circling the rim, much like it had during Ash's first shot in our mini game. However, unlike that- thankfully- it falls in. I let out a sigh of relief before throwing my fist in the air, "Yeah!" I smile brightly before glancing at Ash and blushing lightly. "Sorry... I've been trying to perfect that for forever, now. It was always difficult for me to figure out exactly when to throw it..."

 

[Memster101]

(( Yeah e.e I don't know why because I did well on it but who knows. I'm more or less okay now How are you doing??))


I smiled sheepishly and watched Elijah do the lay up. "Nice!" I congratulated, laughing softly as he started to become sheepish about it. "Don't even apologize about it. I love when you get a technique that you've been having trouble with. It's like a validation of your skills and such in the game." I smiled softly and leaned back on my heels, waving my hand some. "Why don't you practice it a few more times so you can show the guys on the team it?" I suggested, head cocking to the side some.

 

[Zotohxan]

((Anxiety knows no rules ;w; ))


I stiffen when Ash suggests showing it to the other guys on the team, but quickly fix myself to laughing and shaking my head, "Nah, it won't be good for awhile more. I'll just wait." I smile, tossing him back the ball. In reality, it's not exactly smart for me to show anything new in front of the other teammates... Because while they are kind and respectful to one another, everyone, really... Except for the gay guy who shares a locker room with them. Everytime I'd try showing something to the Coach, they'd pretty much all decide at once to just completely knock it down... And majority rules, really. With enough convincing, even Coach would say that the best improvement, or the best move, is absolutely worthless. And that's what they do to me every time...

 

[Memster101]

(( So I'm learning e.e* How have you been doing lately though?))


I blinked some when I noticed Elijah stiffen, but made no mention of it considering how much trouble he took to try and compensate for it. I hoped that the other guys on the team weren't too dreadful towards him. Maybe things would change when they saw he wasn't waiting for the first chance to have surprise sex with them whenever they dropped their pants. Things would definitely have to change if I was going to be on the team. If the events in our math period didn't prove that, I didn't know what would. I caught the ball and dribbled it from hand to hand as I thought, more or less about the future and what I was going to do next with the ball.


After a moment or two of contemplation, I gave a little jump and shot the ball from half court, smiling when it sunk through the basket. I hurried over to it, casually dribbling it as I walked back. "Well if there's anything you need help practicing, I'd be glad to help. I'm sure there's a few things I'm fairly rusty at myself that I'll need a little tutoring with."

 

[Zotohxan]

((I've been alright. A bit sad I won't get to see my girlfriend this month, and possibly not for awhile longer.. But trying not to get caught up in all that -w-))


I smile softly, "Thanks." I glance up at the clock, noticing it's about time some of the other players would be coming in. "We should probably get that back up now, though.. The other guys will be coming any time really, and Coach doesn't like if you hold up practice." I shrug a bit, "Maybe we can come up one day later? Or go out to the park's court. It's really only like a ten minute walk from here, and it's open 24/7."

 

[Memster101]

(( Oh no =/ That sucks! I hope you get to see her soon! Do you guys ever skype or face time or anything??))


I blinked when I saw the clock and nodded, not wanting to get started off on the wrong foot with the Coach or team. I walked with him back to the rack where we had originally found the ball and then headed over to a place on the bleachers that was free. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. If we're not too tired," I mused, smiling some as I finger brushed at my hair to get it to settle back down. I paused when I realized how odd it must look and dropped my hands, leaning back on them slightly as I looked around the gymnasium.