I walked to gym class.

Into the girls locker room.

I blush.

Looking at girls change, with their bra’s on makes me blush.

Oh…my…gosh..I’m soooooooooo gay. Help me pls

I take off my shirt and put on the school’s gym clothes.

I make sure no one’s watching me change. 

Girls are there but they aren’t looking. I put the SHORT sleeve shirt on and quickly put on the long gloves that go from my hand to almost my shoulder

I can’t risk anyone seeing my cuts.

Someone stops me.

I turn around and it’s Taylor. The bully girl.

“What do you want Taylor?!” I say throwing her hand off my shoulder.

“Why do you always wear those ugly gloves?” She says laughing.

I don’t answer.

I try to walk away but she grabbed my arms and one of her friend pins me to the ground.

Taylor goes on the floor too and goes on top of me and leans her face against mine.

Why is she so close to me?

She grabs my arm and starts to peel off my glove.

She lays her whole body on top of me and I can feel her boobs against mine.I start to blush.

Wait what am I thinking! That’s about the most gayest thing I’ve ever thought about.

I see her eyes start to widen when she sees half of one of my cut scars.

“W-what is this?” She says, but then she starts to pull my glove off even more.

“S-stop, y-your on my boobs.” I say very embarrassed.

But she doesn’t stop.

“Stop!” Someone says walking into the locker room.

Taylor looks and gets up off me.

“Whatever let’s go” Taylor says going into the gym.

“Are you ok” the girl said.

I get off from the floor.

“Wait livie?”

“Yeah, do I know you?” I say very confused.

“Yes you do, it’s Mary! Short for Marygold!” She says hugging me very tightly.

She takes off her wig and shows her identity.

“Mary?” 

“What are you doing here?” I say touching her cheeks.

“I’m undercover in this school, my mother and father allowed me to attend this school.” Mary says brushing her hair.

“I can’t believe this.” I say standing up.

“What’s with the gloves?” Mary says.

“Nothing” I say pulling away.

“Oh ok.”

“Do you want to come to my house after school?” Mary says touching my cheek. The one with the bandage on it.

“How? Isn’t there security or something?” I say confused.

“And do you mean your mansion?” I say chuckling.

“Yeah, you left so quickly I never got to finish my get to know you questions” Mary says. Laughing.

“Yeah I’ll go” I say, walking into the gym.