It's been a long day of being hot, sweaty, and gross in a mascot costume, but it's almost over. You are walking back to the locker room with the other costumed classmates, sweaty and thirsty. One of your friends runs up to you with a questioning look. "I thought you said you were a boy," he says, as if it is some kind of issue. You shrug, "My costume's a little more 'manly' than I am." You take one last sip of water and follow the other students into the locker room, pulling off your mascot head as you enter. One of the students, a big red-haired girl, comes to talk to you. "I love your costume," she says with a warm smile. "It's adorable!" You smile back and wonder where the conversation will go from there.
Walking into the locker room, you walk up to the other students. "Are you guys together?" The other boys nod in agreement. "Great," the girl says, pulling the other yellow student into a private chat with you. "I was told by my friend, Sextuoph, that this guy is a BEAUTIFUL girl." You blush, forgetting what has to be said in this situation. "He's AMAZING!" she exclaims. "Don't you want to meet as many BEAUTIFUL boys as you can at this school? Think of how much FUN I'll be able to have!" You look around for the other boys, but they are already hidden, probably to allow you and the other yellow student to flirt with each other in private. "Go ahead," the girl says. You start at her. "What?" she says, "Get to know him." You nod and walk over to talk to the boy.
He's a nice enough guy, though he's a bit too attentive for your tastes. You make sure to stay out of his radius. "Are you an exchange student?" he asks you. You nod. "I'm from Templeton High," you say with a little wave. "Senator and State Senator are used interchangeably in this state. I'm glad I'm in Las Vista now." "Oh," the boy's face becomes crestfallen. "What's wrong?" you ask, tilting your head in concern. "I'm going to 'Senator' this fall. I was so excited to meet someone from my home town." You nod slowly, forgetting that you stated you were from there. "But I was told you were a boy," he says with a frown. You laugh nervously, "I'm, uh, kind of a girl." You sit up in the chair, holding out your hand. "Name's Fergus, Fergus McAllister." He jumps away from you and looks at his hands. "Fergus McAllister. Like the Twilight Actor." You nod. "Yeah, I love him too. You meet him too?" He nods. You feel one of your peers come up behind you and start giggling quietly. "Sorry, I was supposed to get some milk, do you want me to go get it?" You nod again and the boy walks away.
You walk away from the other boys, letting you think that he's gone to get the milk, you bend over and start to remove your shoe. You pull it off your foot and place it where you would normally keep it. Then, you place your hands on the side of your loosened pant leg and bend your knee outward, revealing part of your underwear, then you start to bend your hip in a certain way, removing the other shoe. You look up and the boy is watching you intently. "What's up?" you ask casually, placing the shoe where you always put it and walking back over to the others.
The boy runs up to you and looks up into your eyes. You slide your hands down to his neck, looking into his eyes. "You wanted to meet other boys from our school?" you ask him. "I... I... uh..." He stutters. "I just... no." You smile and meet one of the seniors, Caitlin, by the door to the hallway. "Hey, he won't talk to me anymore. Can you do something?" Caitlin smiles at you and waves at you. "I'll go see what that's about," she says with a smile, walking out of the locker room. You look up and the boy is now talking to a coach. You smile and hope that he doesn't get in trouble for talking to you. "You've been a big help," he says, smiling. "Thank you for understanding." "No problem," you say, standing up straight. One of the boys walks up to you and whispers something in your ear. You look up to the coach and smile, "Follow me." You walk into the corner where the showers are and turn on one of the faucets. You turn off the shower head itself. "What is it?" you ask seductively. He leans in and gives you a kiss. You smile and give him a small kiss back. He puts his hands on your chest and pulls off your shirt. You stand up and open the stall door.
A short while later, you stand in the shower toweling off. One of the older girls walks over and grabs your towels. "Come with me, both of you," she says with a smile.
