[WTW] Wrong Tracked Wonder [Slash] [1]

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Name: Edward Connoly
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Preferred Subject Choices: Art, History, Calculus, English.
I wrote all the required fields on the application form, and handed it to the secretary.
"uh, you have very neat handwriting, Edward." She said hesitantly.
"Oh, I get that a lot, its unusual for a guy I guess." I told her, she looked more hesitant when she heard my voice. Great I know I sound like a guy from the Bronx, but really is it that amazing? I'm from a place like that anyways.
The printer spewed out my schedule and she handed it to me, "here you go Ed, have a nice day!"
She just called me... Ed?! I am NOT an Ed! Oh well, better get to... PE. Wait what?! So early? Oh god no. I sighed and looked at the school map thing on the back of the schedule, making my way to the gym. I followed the sound of cat-calling and shouting and found myself surrounded by males in various stages of undress. I'd better keep my eyes to myself in here, they all look like haters. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at me like a dog would size up a piece of fresh meat.
"Great the new kid is a freak."
"He has zebra hair, checkit!"
"He's all thin and small"
I just looked down and stared walking the locker rows. Great they all have names on them, which means you get 'government' issued PE clothing. They didn't seem alphabetical either.
"I'd assume you're Edward Connoly?" I jumped and spun round to the source of the voice, I was glad to see another scene kid looking at me.
"Y-Yeah that'd be me." Blushing a little, he was handsome... MAN-CRUSH MAN-CRUSH ALERT!!! Ugh I hate my sub-conscious...
"Cool, your locker is near mine. Follow." He gestured for me to do so, follow that is.
"Uh, how did you know I was Edward?"
"We don't get many new kids." His responses were so short and to the point, it was kinda unsettling.
Thankfully our locker row was right at the back, where only 2 other people were changing.
He pointed at my locker, "You have to get your own lock for your locker in the change rooms."
"I think I'll get one immediately, don't like the guys at the front." I thought out-loud.
"Oh those guys don't come near the back." He was taking off his neon-green-skin-tight-shirt, and I caught myself staring for too long, he was lightly toned and firm, his chest! Not his, uhm, you know!
I was still staring when he looked levelly again, he smirked, "Like what you see, new guy?"
I blushed so badly it felt like I had a fever, "Oh, well, um..." I looked away and opened my locker, only to be greeted with an extremely sweet perfume smell.
"What the hell?!" I coughed, it wasn't a bad smell, just over-powering.
One of the other boys laughed, "That used to be Gary's locker. He was really queer. I'm Cameron by the way." I stuck out my hand for a shake, but it got pushed against my chest as he hugged me, tight. Wow, I guess this place won't be so bad... Not used to THIS back home, especially from guys.
"He's even more queer than Gary, by the way." The other guy giggled.
Cameron was still hugging me when I said, "You people are so lucky I'm the new kid and not some jock clone, or you'd totally get your asses kicked."
"Oh ha ha, I'll just throw my hair tongs at you then! The other freak is Derek by the way."
"Hair tongs? I'll behave. Oh, and hi Derek!" I managed to use my other arm to wave at him.
"Okay faggies, let Edward get changed." Ordered... Wait! What was main guy's name?
"Uh, didn't catch your name." I looked at him.
"I'm Kristian, call me Kris though or you'll be missing your pretty little head."
I nodded and smiled at him. I grabbed the gym shorts from the cherry locker, yes I've named it... and pulled down my black vinyls.
"Holy crap, those look like Davey Havok's pants!"
"Yeah we kinda had to rush to get changed this morning after our night of passion, Cam." I stated sarcastically.
Kris snorted in amusement, hey! I made him laugh!, well sorta... and Cam shrieked in excitement, "Omegawd! You're in Davey's PANTS?"
Derek slapped him upside the head, "he's kidding you douche."
"Oh." Cameron pouted in disappointment.
I patted him on the shoulder, "Its alright to dream." I winked.
He giggled and hugged me again.
"I ain't changing my shirt and hoodie, its cold out, I'll have to wear the shorts though." I mused.
"Do you LIKE talking to yourself, new guy?"
"Don't call me new guy! Or Ed for that matter." I whined.
"Fine, Ward. Ok lets go out into the sun."
Cameron screamed like a girl and hid his head in my armpit.
"You are so lucky Ward put cinnamon smelling deodorant on." Said Derek.
I blushed, "You were smelling me, Derek?"
"He smells all new comers." Muttered Kris, from behind me and Cam.
"That's kinda creepy, but cute."
"You'll fit in fine with us then, Wardie." Cheered Cam.
"You lot! Get outside and jog around the fields!" Yelled the Coach.
We all trotted out the change rooms and started jogging extremely slowly. According to Kris you can just run for PE if you wanted, so we took that route.

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