Physics was fairly normal today for Leon, just some regular science. He didn't hate physics class but he wanted it to be over immediately so he could get to gym class, Mayson, and most importantly get away from his ex Carliy. The two of them had dated for a few months but she dumped him in June when he told her he 'might be bi.' Over the summer she had spread a rumour that he was actually gay and cheated on her with a guy, something that was completely untrue. Leon has never had a boyfriend not for a lack of interest in guys, it was just because of how few guys are out at Westwood high.

The bell rang summoning the students to their second period classes. Leon made his way to Mr. Larkson's class, as he walked through the doorway he pulled his hood over his black hair. Today was a health day rather than an activity day, usually during health days Leon would day dream or nap rather than pay attention, but today felt different. The projector was already on and he could see the first slide, a title slide that said, 'Health Lesson - October twelfth. A Lesson on Sexuality.'

Mr. L did attendance before beginning his presentation. "This is something new to the health curriculum this year," he said. "Before this was something discussed in psychology classes but now we need to have a lesson on it in health."

Mr. Larkson clicked his mouse to the bring up the next slide, 'Heterosexuality and Homosexuality; Lesbians and Gay Men' the slide showed a picture of a straight couple and another photo of a lesbian couple. "I'm sure most of you have heard these terms before," Mr. L said.

"Yeah. I watch lesbians every night" a student whispered from the back of the room.

"Shut the hell up man!" Leon yelled at him.

"Mr. Park, calm down," Mr. Larkson said.

"Sir, did you hear what he said?" Leon asked.

"Yes, and I will deal with it. Ryan, go to the office. Now."

The rest of the lesson went better. Leon could feel people staring at him when bisexuality was mentioned, but other than that it went well. Leon looked around to see if he could find anyone to eat lunch with but decided to leave the caf and find somewhere else to eat. As he was walking out he bumped into someone knocking both of them over and spilling pasta on them and the floor, "Shit, I'm so sorry," Leon looked up to see Mayson sitting on the floor covered in pasta sauce. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Mayson responded while pulling noodles off his shirt.

"I have an extra shirt in my locker if you need it," Leon said.

"Thanks man."

The two of them walked to Leon's locker. "Are you okay after you know what happened in class?" Mayson asked.

"Yeah, just got a bit worked up."

"I don't blame you, those guys are disgusting. I felt like doing the same thing, I was just worried."

"We're here," Leon said turning the lock on his locker. "Here you go."

"Thank you. Again," Mayson swivelled his head checking if anyone was around before changing his shirt.

It was tighter on Mayson than Leon expected, the fabric clung around Maysons large arms, the stretchy polyester cloth warping around each curve and bump on his torso. "It looks good on you. You should keep it."