I: New Beginnings
The gentle river filled the air with a soft "hushing" sound as it flowed over the smooth rocks. The water was cool, not unusual for this brisk autumn day. Jun dipped his hand into it, letting the water caress his pale skin. He often came here alone, especially if he needed to think, or escape the harsh troubles of reality. The serene setting was absolutely tranquil; the lush foliage now crisping into an array of yellows, reds and oranges complimented the browning of the grass just right.
Jun sighed. He was starting his senior year of high school at a brand new school in a brand new state. He knew absolutely no one in this fairly large city. Not that he had much to leave behind anyways; his old school life was a hazy blur. His small, pale body structure had earned him much names and insults from the more muscular guys and his shyness had kept him from making much friends. He peered into the river and stared at his reflection.
At eighteen years old, he looked more like a little twelve year old boy. But then again, most Asians often looked younger than what they really were. Jun sighed again. He was only half Japanese, half American, so his unique racial makeup had caused some narrow minded people to stray away.
"Maybe this is a blessing," he mumbled to himself. "A new place to start fresh."
He hopped to his feet, snapping out of his self wallowing in despair and marched straight back home, flopping on his bed. School started in two days; he needed to be ready - not that he was worried to begin with.
"Jun?" his mom called from downstairs. "Are you there?"
Jun gave a grunt of acknowledgement and peeked out of his room. "Yeah. Why?"
"Your father and I talked to the principal of your school. He says they have an excellent and wide array of classes!" she exclaimed. "You're sure to excel there. Oh, and we reserved you a spot in a Japanese II class. Brush up on your skills."
Jun's mother was white, but spoke fluent Japanese. His father was a Japanese-English translator, so naturally, he'd be able to speak both fluently. Jun, on the other hand, barely knew anything, only a few Hiragana characters here and there.
"Come on!" his father cried out. "Let's go take a tour of your school! It's open house tonight! Hurry!"
Jun groaned. He didn't like the sharp tone his parents used with him, and was nervous about stepping foot on that campus. But after minutes of protesting, he finally gave in and went to look at Eastwood High's campus.
It was enormous and clean! Palm trees decorated the campus with tall sandy brick buildings; it looked like a beachside resort instead.
"Maybe this won't be so bad," Jun said to himself as he navigated the crowded walkway. He looked around and was amazed at the diversity. Jocks, scholars, Goths, skaters, anime fans, etc. - he absorbed them all. Smiling a little, he walked into the main building to retrieve his schedule.
It was really noisy in the lobby with chattering students gossiping about the latest trends and rumors. He approached the lady at the desk with a small forced smile.
"Hi. Koda. Jun Koda."
The lady flickered through the stack of papers until she found his. "Senior? Wow! You look young!"
Jun smiled although beneath his innocent exterior was a violent little kid furiously cursing the lady. He hated being called "young, cute, innocent," or anything related to his appearance. He knew he looked like a kid with his smooth, milky skin and adorable face that random strangers couldn't resist pinching, but that irritated him to no end. Of course, his shyness prevented any of that from showing.
So instead, he kindly took his schedule from her hands and walked away. He studied his classes and locations, committing them all to memory. Jun was blessed with a near perfect memory. He was able to see something once, memorize it, and move on. It was the reason he excelled through school quickly.
He tossed his schedule in the trash can and turned to walk away, before bumping into solid wall. That solid wall, however, was actually the well muscled back of a tall, handsome jock, dressed in fancy Abercrombie clothes.
Jun was shocked and looked up to apologize heavily, only to be stopped by a handsome face that stole his breath away.
"Hi," the wall said, extending out a hand. "You lost? Everwood Middle is just down the road." He pointed to a building not too far from here.
Jun quickly snapped back to reality. "No, I'm not," he replied in a firm voice. "I go here. I'm a senior."
The jock's eyes widened with shock. "Really?!" He turned to call his other equally handsome friends. "Hey guys! This kid's a senior!"
Jun looked away. He already knew what would follow - endless teasing about him needing a bottle of milk or a pacifier. They were all incredibly hot, but their attitude would turn him off.
As the group of handsome jocks approached him, he must've let some of the anger to the surface, for the first guy took notice.
"Hey don't scowl like that," he said in a reassuring voice. "You'll wreck your skin. My name's Aaron. With two A's." He laughed in a low sexy voice.
Jun blushed. "I'm Jun."
The two shook hands as his Aaron's friends came over.
Instead of teasing him like Jun anticipated, they instead merely introduced themselves as Zac, Josh, and Nathan. The four handsome guys towered over the 5'3 Jun. They were all much taller than him.
They made small talk, asking him where he came from, what he liked to do, and what kind of girls he liked. Jun shrugged his shoulders to evade that last question though. He was gay and was not prepared to tell such guys that he was.
'Ask me what I like in a guy though,' he thought to himself. 'I'll ride all of you in an instant!'
The four jocks then shook hands with Jun again and dismissed themselves.
"Well," Jun said, surprised at the unexpected friends he made, "that was nice."
II: Matthew Herring
The bell rang loudly at 7:15 am. Homeroom was now in session. They went over the basics - bell scheduling, tardies, punishment, code of ethics, etc. Jun wasn't paying any attention to it. He scanned his eyes around his class to find any eye candy. None. Most, if not all, the guys in his homeroom were your typical rough looking thugs.
He sighed. 'Why couldn't these guys be like Travis Owens Parker?' Jun thought.
He pulled out his latest Starship Enterprises magazine from his backpack, filled with the latest technology from the hottest company, which happened to be owned by the hottest man on earth. Travis graced the cover of the magazine with his seductive smile, flashing the perfect white teeth, contrasting his nice golden tan skin.
'Oh! I'm pretty sure he's a beast in bed, too,' Jun thought as he put it away.
The bell rang, snapping him out of his erotic thoughts. Jun closed his eyes, recalling his first block class. 'Swimming I. Gymnasium.'
He groaned. Jun hated any physical education classes, mainly because of his insecurity of his small frame compared to the bigger and more athletic bodies. He wasn't scrawny, though. Just lean.
He walked into the gym and took a seat on the bleachers, secluded. He watched as more people came in. Expecting the teacher to be some old fat butt, he scanned the entire gym for anyone who looked even anything like a teacher. No one. Only young handsome jocks walked in.
The bell rang again, signaling the end of the class change period. Jun looked around.
'Yes!' Jun thought and smiled. 'Only 6 people in my class! And ... from the looks of it, they're all hot guys! Really hot guys.'
