It was the first day of my Senior Year in High School. I walked slowly down the hall scanning everything cautiously. I had come from a different school, I moved over the summer. New schools always bugged me, especially coming into one this late. Everyone here had known each other since at least freshman year, I supposed. I hoped it wouldn’t be too hard to make friends. As I drifted aimlessly down the hallway I noticed a group of boys laughing and talking by some lockers. I stopped dead in my tracks at the sight of one of them. He was boy of perhaps 5 feet 10-11 inches in height, straight thin brown hair down to his nose, and beautiful facial features. His skin was fair, and he had a slightly feminine posture, which wouldn’t have been noticed by many, mostly due to the fact that he was so thin. He was dressed in a white T-shirt with a loose blue denim jacket over it, and baggy cargo pants that reached down below his shoes. I caught myself staring at this beautiful male, and turned the other way before someone else noticed. I wanted to go up and talked to him, but I was afraid of stumbling over my words and making a fool of myself, which I probably would do. Besides, I thought to myself, Even if he were gay I doubt I’d have a chance with him. I never considered myself attractive. I had Short light brown hair, and deep blue eyes, that were the only things I considered beautiful about my body. I also was very thin and tall. Only 130lbs and nearly 6ft. I did have one more thing that I was told was beautiful by many people. That was my butt. Perfect, wonderfully rounded, not too big or small, and just right in every aspect. As I realized how late it was getting I decided to just give up, and trudged off to class disappointed in myself.
My first 3 classes were boring and uneventful, and apparently this school was behind. Math, English, and History were my first the periods, and they were all studying things my school had finished last year. It was simply review for me, so I knew I’d be floating through these first few weeks easily. When third period ended I located the lunchroom without difficulties, and walked towards the line. When I exited the line with lunch in hand I notice him again. It was the sexy guy from earlier. He happened to be sitting next to a kid I had partnered with in mass class for algebra drills. I took this as an opportunity, and sat down on the opposite side of the plain white table from him, pretending not to notice the sexy guy next to him. We started talking, and he mentioned how impressed he was at my math skills. Then he introduced me to his sexy friend. Brandon he said his name was, and that they had been friends since grade school. I nodded at my math buddy, and reached across the table to shake hands with Brandon. It was just like I thought; he had a very feminine hand shake. I don’t think he even noticed the homosexuality that radiated from him. We had some random small talk about his life and his interests, and I was not surprised to find that he was not interested in sports. I found out that he was not very good in math, and that he could use some tutoring. I volunteered so quickly I almost jumped from my chair. This brought a big grin to his face and he accepted the offer graciously. Success! I would visit him at his home tomorrow afternoon. This was my chance, I was finally going to fuck a straight guy.