Make a TF Foundation: Shay vs High School!

[muffinstud]

Upon arriving in the classroom, Justin finds two people of note. First is Mrs. Wilson, who is preparing to hand out another pop quiz. She likes to think they're surprises, but it's kinda hard to hid them when she's constantly arranging the stack of tests like that.

The second person he notices is Bryan... something. Justin doesn't really know him that well, despite sitting next to him. But there's something about him that draws Justin's attention, and the more he looks, the more his stomach seems to jump about in his insides.

[Shy Shay]

Justin blinks. He is distracted by the boy next to him... but he tries to push itto the back of his mind, trying to focuse on the test. He keeps sending furtive glances to the boy next to him, making it so that he isn't do as well as he'd expect.

[Miku-chan]

*Jason gets lost in a daydream about the two girls, almost forgetting about Justin until the class break bell rings. Shaking his head to clear the thoughts, he just catches a glimpse of the boy before he heads to his own advanced calculus class...'humph, and here I thought it was going to be interesting. Looks like nothing happened' he thinks as he heads off...

(I hope you don't mind, but the cheerleader was a freind of mine and won't be back until Halloween, so she asked if Muffinstud would mind playing her out for now...)

[muffinstud]

[I can play the cheerleader.]

"Time!" Mrs. Wilson calls the tests up to the front. Bryan exhales deeply. "Man, I hate those things. How about you?" He nudges Justin with his elbow.

For some reason, the physical contact makes his cheeks warm. And he was talking to him too! Justin's heart beats faster and the butterflies in his stomach go nuts. It's just enough of a distraction that he might notice that his heels aren't touching the floor any longer.

[Shy Shay]

"Oh... um, yeah... totall snoresvill, right?" He didn't know what he was saying anymore... math was, actually, mildly interesting to him, but... Bryan was touching him! And talking to him! Surely a little lie for Bryan wasn't a bad thing.

[muffinstud]

Bryan gives Justin an odd look. "You mean you thought that was boring? This is a struggle for me. How do you do it?" Justin's stomach keeps acting up, moreso than butterflies should account for. It feels like something is grinding inside of him, and his hips ache. Must be something he ate, since his pants feel a little tight too.

[Shy Shay]

Justin blushes. "Ah... well, um... maybe... I could tutor you...? I'd be glad to spend time... I mean, help you out." Justin would be more focused on the changes if it wasn't for the fact that Bryan was right next to him! ...wait. Since when did he care?

[muffinstud]

"That'd be cool...Are you okay?" Bryan's odd look continues. Most likely, he saw Justin's blushing. He noticed! But the back of Justin's mind brought up a good point. Why should he care if Bryan pays attention to him or not?

Justin's insides heave one more time before quieting down. His hips still feel uncomfortable, and if he tries to shift his weight, he'll hear and feel them pop. It feels nice to release some of that pressure on them though.

[Shy Shay]

"Uh... I'm fine... just... a weird day... yeah..." he does indeed try to wiggle a bit, and sighs a bit at the pop. "That's much better."

[muffinstud]

Bryan is about to say something, but Mrs. Wilson resumes her class, going into the problems for the day.

Justin finds more pressure on his hips after that first pop. With each wriggle, and with each pop, he can actually feel his pants getting tighter, and he can feel his butt taking up more of the seat. But it's such a relief to pop his hips, and relieve that building pressure.

[Shy Shay]

Justin wiggles his but more and more. He was worried about his tight pants, and he was worried that his seat was filling out... but the pressure kept building. He could always look at it later, right? *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

[muffinstud]

Justin finally gets true relief from the pressure a few minutes before class ends. Oddly, his pants are only tight against the sides of his thighs. His waist feels just fine. In fact, there's even more room to breathe between his legs. It's almost as if they were... farther apart...

Mrs. Wilson interrupts whatever thought process Justin might have. "Okay class, here's your homework assignment. And before you ask, yes you can work together on it, but no copying each other's answers. I want to see all your work on those papers." She starts handing out the homework sheets. Bryan sighs. It's musical.

[Shy Shay]

Justin sighs at Bryan's sigh. "Hey... um... Bryan... do you... want to work together?" He wasn't interested in him. No, that wasn't it, at all. He was just helping Bryan, that's all. Nothing else. Nothing at all. Nope. Nothing. Nadda. Zip.

[muffinstud]

Bryan shrugs. "Sure, I guess. Better chance at a good grade that way." As they sit there and wait for their assignments and the bell, Justin's knees slowly inch towards each other. They don't exactly touch, but it just feels natural to have his knees closer together like that. Besides, he's still got plenty of room in his pants.

[Shy Shay]

Justin stares at Bryan a bit, dreamily. He was trying to stop it, but he was... well, he was Bryan! He shakes his head. Something was definatly going on... he tried to pay more attention to the class, but he still sends furtive glances to Bryan, as if trying to burn his image in his eyes.