Life of Alex/Go to School
From Create Your Own Story
The bus stopped just outside the school's front courtyard and Alex got off with the rest of the students. He tiredly rubbed his eyes; having just barely woken up in time to catch the bus that morning, he was still feeling groggy. Almost like a zombie, the tired boy trudged into the courtyard, dressed in his usual casual attire.
The thick fabric of his black skinny jeans clung to his long legs like a second skin and accentuate his round backside while its crotch kept his package compact and modest. Over his torso, Alex's favourite over-sized denim jacket covered a baggy grey t-shirt with some band logo on it as well as obscured his slim figure. Covering his feet, were a worn out and comfy pair of black sneakers, tattered after years of wear and tear.
To Alex's left, he spots a group of sporty girls; the volleyball team, of which his friend Olive is the captain. She's among them, and seems to notice Alex looking at her, given how she looks back his way with a smile. She's one of the most beautiful girls in the whole school, and that bright sunny grin she gives him is enough to pep the tired boy up a little. Alex felt the need to pinch himself anytime he actually stopped to think about how he was actually friends with her.
Then, to his left was group of girls who were smaller in numbers, but seemed to command much more space and attention. This handful of girls were the rich blonde girls, and the richest, blondest among them, Silvia, was side-eyeing Alex. She was snobbish and arrogant, and didn't seem to care about anyone but herself. Yet, Alex always seemed to notice her looking at him. She was too hard to read to know what the looks were for, though.
Finally, between both groups, straight ahead, was the entrance to the main building. In there, would begin a long day of boredom for Alex. At the very least, though, he had English today, which meant he'd be able to spend an hour or so admiring Miss Martinez.
Sitting on the steps leading to the entrance of the building was another small group of students. This clique was made up of misfits and delinquents. They looked a little bit like him, with their grungy clothing. Alex wasn't the judgemental sort, so he never described them as such, but the word 'trashy' was often thrown around by other students when talking about them. The leader-of-sorts among them, Belen, was a actually a girl who lived in the same building as Alex did. Rumour had it was she was born with a penis, and people said that was why she always acted tough, but Alex didn't know how true that was. He didn't rule it out, though, he's actually met a few women with penises, whether they were trans girls or simply born with a dick.
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