Dallon's POV

Did that seriously just happen. I'm not sure how I should feel. I mean I just got caught staring at my students butt and he said it was fine. Not as a teacher staring at his students butt, but as a friend. He said it's fine Dallon.
My therapist is going to be so disappointed in me. I'm really really starting to like him. And he's a student. What's wrong with me. He's also still a minor. God I feel disgusting now. But It's only a five years difference.

I could not stay focused at school today. I couldn't get Brendon out of my head. I know I just met him but it feels like I've known him forever. There's just something about him. I can relate to him. We are both different. I'm gay. He's trans. We both know what it's like to get hate. I just want to help him. I don't want what happened to me happen to him.

Brendon's POV

I've been going pretty unnoticed at school up until today. I was getting ready to change for gym when someone familiar walks up to me.
"Hey your that kid that ran into me this morning," he says. "Uh," I say nervously. "Next time if there's no teacher around I will teach you a lesson about running into me," he says. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," I say walking towards the bathroom stall. "Why are you changing in there?" He asks, "don't want us to see you naked? Do you got a small dick or are you a chick?" Him and his group of friends laugh at me. My face turns red. "Are you gonna answer me?" He asks, pushing me against the wall.
"Was that?" He asks, "are you a chick? Is that a bra?" "N-No," I say, trying to get away. He pushes me back against the wall. He grabs my shirt and lifts it up. I try to push his hands away.

"What is that? You are a chick," he says. "No I'm not," I say trying to get free. "Really? Guys grab her," he says. His friends hold me against the wall. He pulls down my pants. The packer falls out leaving me exposed. "Get off of me! Help!" I scream.
"You're a little tranny. I knew I didn't like you. You freak," he says. Just then the gym teacher comes in.

"What the hell is going on in here?" he asks, "Break it up." The guys let go of me. I quickly grab my packer and pull my pants back up. "Did you know he is really a she and I don't feel comfortable changing around her," Ryan tells the gym teacher, pointing at me. The gym teacher glares at me.

After class I had to meet with him in his office. He assigned me a bathroom to change in from now on. I hate that I have to change separately. I hated being treated like I'm not one of the guys. Like I'm some alien that has to change alone. But the worst of all is that Ryan told everyone at school that I'm trans.
I know I'm not going to be able to move every time someone finds out that I'm trans. And I kinda don't want to leave. I finally think I made a friend. Maybe when I graduate we can be more than friends.
What if Dallon doesn't see me as a friend though? I need to hang out with him more outside of school.

After school instead of going straight to my apartment I stop on the 4th floor. I sit and wait for Dallon to get there. Suddenly I hear someone coming up the stairs. I look up to see Dallon staring at me. "What are you doing here?" He asks. "Can I talk to you? At your place?" I ask. "Sure."