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Street Lights - 8

Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fiction, Gay, School, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: SJV2012, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

[[The beginning is for Ms. Joan. May she rest in peace.]] It's been about three weeks since that party and everything is normal now. It's Monday and I'm sitting here at the front desk early in my tightest khakis, blue polo shirt that has a gray polo logo, and classic chucks. I wanted to look nice today. My hair is even pressed to hell and back. The attendance clerk, Ms. Joan took her seat across from me at her desk and logged in. Ms. Joan is the coolest lady I've even met in my life. She's an older mexican lady. Have you seen the Mrs. Butterworth's syrup bottle? She looks EXACTLY like it, but a mexican version. Her attitude is “one size BETTER fit all”. That should say a lot about her. She was always like a second mom to me. I remember when I first came to register, she picked me out of the crowd and we talked about anything and everything, school related or not. She made me feel welcome at Century High. In fact, she even requested that I be her exclusive aide for 1st period. God I'd like to be like her when I grow up. “Mi hijo, you look nice today! What's the occasion,” Ms. Joan asks me, peering at me over her bifocals. “The school board is going to be here all week, remember? We have to impress,” I smile at Ms. Joan. She blushes and looks at her screen. A few moments later her face brightens up. “Oh mi dios, me acuerdo [Oh my God, I remember]! Let me button my shirt all the way up,” she says to me. She begins to button her blue silk blouse. On Mondays we wear the same ... color. I just chuckle and start getting the paperwork ready. She has been teaching me a little spanish all year, so I could at least tell the spanish speaking parents basic information when they call in. In exchange, I teach her the slang that the kids are using so she can eavesdrop on conversations. I sit back and greet the administration and teachers as they pass by with a grin on my face. Did I ever mention I've always been a teacher's pet for teachers that I didn't have? Anywho. Ms. Joan's phone rings. Ms Joan picks up her phone and begins talking to whoever it is. Then my phone begins to ring. “Hi! Thanks for calling the Century High Attendance Office! This is Link, how may I assist you?” I cheerily say into the phone. “Your boyfriend is weak. Look outside,” the deep voice on the phone says. With a twisted look on my face, I look up and through the glass doors facing the patio. I see Brad sitting next to Carter alone at a lunch table, talking.. smiling.. My chest begins to burn. “Thanks for the tip,” I say into the phone as I hang it up. “Are you okay, chico? You look like you've seen a bruja [witch],” Ms. Joan says to me. I turn to her and sigh. “I think I'm okay. Random call about someone getting their puppy hit by a car,” I lie. “Las mentiras [lies], Link,” Ms. Joan says and looks at me with concern on her face. “That's how I feel though! You're right. Ok. Here it is. One, I'm gay. Two, I see my man out there with a guy I hate,” I admit to Ms. Joan. She reaches over and ...