Senior Year: First Day of School

By moc.nsm@teknalbeulbsuniL

Published on Sep 8, 2003

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Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and based upon the actual events of my senior year in high school. The names have been changed to protect those involved. Write me at linusblueblanket@msn.com I would like to hear from you.There will no sexual acts until the second or third part so be patient.

"Senior Year"

Part 1-First day of School

In a couple of weeks I will be starting my junior year of College and yet my senior year of high school still haunts me in many ways. As time has went on the memories become fuzzier but the important things I can remember like it was yesterday. First let me describe myself. I was 6 feet even then jet black hair hazel eyes, I was pretty tanned and weighed about 180, most of it muscle cause I had been working out during the summer.

Now let's jump back to September of 2000, like any first day of school in southern California it was still summer as fall wouldn't start for another couple of weeks. I had woken up at my usual time of 7:15 a.m. as I had for the past three years geared up for my last, in a way I was a little sadden by this but like any other high school student I was ready to say goodbye to my second home. I left my house around 7:40 cause I only live a few blocks from my school. I did not yet have a car as I was still 17 and my parents wouldn't give me their old one till I was 18, and that would be till June (yeah I know that sux).

I take my usual route knowing that each day would be a countdown till I took that final trip towards my school. I arrived just as the first bell rang still enough time to get to my first class, the school somehow looked different but I knew it was the same. I arrived at the door of my first period class (AP Calculus) yeah I know not a very good class to start the day but it's the only period it was offered. The usual people were there, were the top twelve people in our class and most of the officers in Honor Society, I know that sounds conceited but hey.

First period ends and I head off to second period (Advanced Marching Band) now this is where the story truly begins. Now for those not familiar with the band scene, it takes up a large amount of your time especially if you are good at it, Football games, competitions, Summer Band and night practice all play a part in consuming your life. Now don't get me wrong I loved every minute of it and I got to spend time with my bestest friend in the whole world Madelyn. Now the two of us separate made sense cause in all reality we were complete opposites, she dressed punker style and loved rock music me on the other hand was an Abercrombie kinda guy and loved the reigning princess of Pop Ms. Britney Spears. I could never figure out what kept us together for so long but we were inseparable.

I walked into the music room knowing this year would be different, finally having no older classmen who thought they were the shit; it was time for us to take their place. I went and got two chairs cause Madelyn was always late and checked out the new kids and see who returned back to my section. After the usual pep-talk we got out our instruments to warm-up. This was my third year in a row as Section Leader for the clarinets (which is a record) and I again had the biggest section with 14 people, sadly this was half the band. We only had one new girl join so everybody was use to each other, there were fights in the section but they knew to behave during class or they'd be running the track.

All went smoothly and it was time for third. I had band again but this time as an assistant for beginning band. Our Drum Major Jose was also an assistant; we sat in the office and started to make snap- judgments about the new kids for fun and then I saw him walk into the room, at first I didn't think anything of him but that would soon change.

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