You groan as you hear your alarm go off, rolling over in your bed and pressing the snooze button. Yes, your bed. Thanks to some convincing by Mary, your mother had gotten you your own bed again, as well as a futon for whenever your girlfriend spends the night, though your buddy Andrew uses it more often. You were a little annoyed that you hadn't grown while they did. You also still had rather boyish looks, though you were pretty okay with that, since your girlfriend thought it made you look cuter than most other guys. You got out of bed and changed out of your pajama pants into a pair of jeans and a white dress shirt before starting on your hair. Normally, being homeschooled most of the week, you didn't care much about your appearance, but today was special for you, as you were heading off to public school.
After spending a lot of time with her for a few years, your fear of other kids was greatly diminished, especially when she introduced you to her friends, who thought you were just about the cutest little guy ever. You had become so confident, that you convinced your mom to work it out so you could go to public school once a week. It had worked out surprisingly well, too. Once you found her, Mary protected you from being set upon by others who would bully you. Andrew was able to help, too, though you weren't too comfortable with how friendly he was with Mary lately, though he did often scare others from picking on you, including Gary, both of whom did NOT like each other, and often got you stuck in the middle of their fighting.
You sighed as you slip into a pair of shoes. You hate wearing shoes. With your body's odd properties and your practically nonexistent ability to feel pain, you don't see the need for them. Still, public schools won't allow you to go barefoot, and your girlfriend did help pick them out. After grabbing something to eat, you wait for your mom to get ready.
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After arriving at school, your mother gives you a hug and you tell her goodbye before she drives off. You take a deep breath before walking into the junior high school. This is where things get scary for you. Until you find Mary, you're pretty much defenseless against the other kids in the school. Most of the kids recognize you as the weird gooey kid who hangs out with Mary. You catch a couple of boys fighting beside you as you walk by, barely managing to avoid getting steamrolled by them as you run to find Mary.
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