Umm... Surprise? (BxB)

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    Skye got dared to dress up like a girl, and act like a new kid for the few mouths before homecoming. He reluctantly agreed, seeing no way out of that. Today was his first day as a girl, and he could barely recognize himself in a mirror so he figured no one else would notice. His friend Clarissa had picked out dome clothes for him this morning out of her closet, promising him that they'd go shopping after school to find some things that better suited him. He gave a shaky sigh as he walked through the front doors of the school. He wore a white and pink, rabbit hoddie, a low cut, white shirt with a pink tank top underneath, a pink, plaid skirt, white tights, and pink converse. He wasn't a big fan of pink, but Clarissa said it was cute for now. Skye went through his normal routine of hanging with his friends for a few minutes, blushing the whole time, going to his locker, and then to class. He knew he was getting a bunch of stares form people, which made him really nervous. He walked into his first class, immediately walking to the back of the class and sitting down. He sighed, laying his forehead against the top of his desk, hoping no one would talk to him.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid transparent; height: 200px; width: 250px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color:; text-align: justify; float: left; font-size: 9pt;]mind if I join? c:







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    [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; sub;]"Hey - you!" A set of bright green eyes eyed the new person. They shined with a friendliness that most people could only dream to possess, though it radiated from this guy in waves. "Are you new?" Dillon was always fully of questions, which was probably why the 'popular' crew had always accepted him. He never really cared though because he hung out with everybody. Now, the football player tapped the kids back again, offering up a smile. He had watched her walk in from the door. Not that he was really into girls, which everyone knew and was okay with, he still had to be the first to say hello.


    //rushed

    The small-framed, blonde haired male lifted his head from his desk, looking up at the other. He wanted to say flat out say that he wasn't new, but that would probably blow his cover, and he couldn't have that. The whole plan rested on everybody thinking he was the new, pretty girl. His friend's original plan was to see if the boy could win prom queen, then the idea blew up and they started the project a few months early. With a forced smile and a slight nod, Skye answered, "Yea, I just moved here." He spoke in a soft sweet voice, hardly different from his normal one. He was too tired to think of what else to say. The male awkwardly turned his eyes to the top of his desk, falling silent.

    [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; sub;]"I'm dillon!", he replied, tone just the same as he had been. "Where did you come from, or.. Um, transfer from?" dillon leaned forwards with a smile on his face. He was inquisitive and nosy, though he never cared if he got on anyone's nerves or not. That was always the least of his concern. The football player waited patiently for any sort of response.

    The blonde thought for a moment, realizing they hadn't exactly made up a backstory. He sighed and looked up, "From, um, Washington." he said softly, though he didn't know if that was even believable. He just that the other wouldn't question it, since he didn't act as if he recognized Skye at all.

    [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; sub;]"Well, if you need help anywhere, feel free to ask!", Dillon answered, tone happy and stupidly oblivious. Leaning back, he settled into his seat like a normal kid and sighed, seemingly getting lost in his own thoughts. Why was it always the girls that were new? Why couldn't they get more guys at his school? It was no secret that he himself was gay, and at his school and town, luckily no one was a homophobe. If you were gay, no one cared, they treated you and your significant other like normal people. All the others like him, girls included, had been able to find a partner, but for some reason, he always had k ask for picking the wrong ones. The only three he had had, had broken his heart. All three had cheated on him, which he acted like it didn't bother him, but in reality, it had nearly killed him.

    Skye's eyes followed the taller male as he sat down. Why was the guy so friendly? Oh right, he was dressed as a girl. That was the only reason any guys, besides his close friends, would ever be nice to him. He was an easy target or something for tougher, more manly guys that needed to make someone feel bad about themselves. He found himself silently wondering if the guy would still be so nice if he'd met him before dressing like a girl. If so, why couldn't he have met him before? Oh well. What has been done, is done. He couldn't fix it now. The pale skinned male brought his sleeve up to his face an rested his chin on his covered hand, staring off into space as the bell rang for class to begin.

    [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: white; sub;]Dillon couldn't even pay attention as the teacher blabber about something in the front of the room. He had a good grade, it wouldn't hurt for him to ignore the teacher for one day. Or two. Resting his chin on his palm, he allowed his eyes to go back to the new girl. There was something so familiar about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
    . It wasn't her face or hair, but it was her eyes that caught him. Something about them reminded him of something, something he had already seen before. The guy glanced over his shoulder to see a fellow member of the football team giving him a thumbs down. Of course they would because he wasn't into girls. Grinning, Dillon turned back around and poked her shoulder gently, whispering a soft "Hey! I never got your name!"

    Skylar's mind went blank once he was asked. He couldn't remember them deciding a name for him, and he couldn't think of anything right on the spot. He panicked, knowing the other wanted an answer and that it's be weird to take forever to remember your own name. He gave a soft sigh, knowing he probably shouldn't go with this, but he whispered back softly, "Skye." It wasn't creative, or out there considering his name, but he had no idea what else to say. The smaller of the two watched the other, hoping this wouldn't make it too obvious who he really was. The guy didn't seem stupid, but he couldn't help but hope he would fall for it.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px][justify][size=8]❤ "Very pretty", Dillon murmured, glancing up as the teacher gave him a Stern look. He usually didn't talk to much in this class, but he actually had a reason too, now. "I like it... Hey, if you need help around the school or anything, id love to help you...", he added, sliding backwards into his seat when the teacher gave him the same look. He smiled apologetically and looked back to Skye. She seems d a bit shy, which he liked. He didn't like people who were loud and obnoxious, which is what the majority of this school was, including most of his own friends.


    /i thought I answered, I'm so sorry!

    (it's fine~ but I realized I made a mistake, His name is Skye and his girl name is Skylar not vice versa my bad D:)


    Skye looked at him, "R..really?" he asked quietly. Even if it wasn't his real name, it was still nice to hear a compliment from someone who wasn't a close friend of his. The slightest of smiles crossed his lips. "That's nice of you, but I think I can figure it out." he told the male gently. The blonde didn't want to unnecessarily bother Dillon just to make his story seem more believable, and besides their school wasn't too hard to understand in the first place. "Thanks for the offer." he added.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px][justify][size=8]❤ haha thanks! i was slightly confused c:


    Dillon smiled and sat back into his seat, finally allowing himself to fall quiet. Well, atleast he had offered right? Looking at her from behind, he sighed softly. It would be nice to have some female friends who didn't swoon over him. Everyone knew he was gay, but the woman still flocked to him like flies. But Skylar didn't seem interested at all. He liked it. Perhaps they could be friends.

    (Ah no problem~ sorry for confusing you ^^'')


    Skye didn't pay any attention to what the teacher was saying. He couldn't really concentrate even if he tried. The male's mind was filled with 'what ifs' and all sorts of scenarios that could possibly play out while he was doing this whole thing. He sighed, absentmindedly tracing shapes on the top of his desk. The only other thing he could think of was How in the hell did I get myself into this? The blonde laid his head down, continuing to trace the shapes.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px][justify][size=8]❤Dillon looked up when there was about ten minutes or so left in the class. He'd actually fallen asleep for a few minutes because he couldn't recall what had transpired since Skylar had turned around. A deep sigh escaped him again and he began gnawing on the end of his pen. It was already well chewed from previous days of his getting bored in class. Honestly, he was probably going to skip the next class. Dillon was sure he wouldn't be able to sit through second class, not as Boeing as it was and be expected to not fall asleep. Shifting around in his seat, he coughed loudly, just to get some noise going.

    Skye had gotten lost in lala land once he'd forced the 'what ifs' out of his mind. Hearing the cough, he snapped back to reality. Once back, he glanced around o figure out what the noise had even been. When he found the direction in which the sound had come from, it registered. His eyes landed on Dillon and for some reason it just clicked that the noise had been a cough. Since he had awkwardly looked back, he gave the taller male a shy smile.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px][justify][size=8]❤ Brightening, Dillon mouthed a silent 'hey' to the girl, slightly pleased that she had actually smiled at him and met his gaze again. Hopefully she would be one of those types that didn't mind the sexuality of people because if he had his way, be would come out, if she already didn't know, and then they could be friends. His main goal at the moment was to make her his friend, seeing as she was the new girl. He gave the teacher a quick glance, checking to make sure her back was turned. Seeing as it was, he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Skye gave a small wave. He had to admit, Dillon was a really nice guy. He wouldn't mind being the guys friend, but he couldn't afford him finding out about the whole plan thing so he decided it'd be best to try not to get close to him. Friends, maybe. Close friends, no way. The smaller male figured he'd try his best not to make it obvious, but wasn't all too sure how great that would work out. He could only hope, right? And besides, Dillon would probably hate him if he found out he was a guy. Especially a gay guy. One that doesn't mind cross dressing all that much. He turned back and laid his head on his desk, covering it with his hands until the bell rang.