Friend Kevin

Wait… I don't remember my locker combination. I think I have written it somewhere, but I don't know where it is.

"Maybe Mrs. Smith can help me"

After all she is the director, she must have some key or something. I don't think she's the highest authority in this school just because of her huge, smooth, luscious ass...

I'm getting off topic, I have to stay focused.

She walks slowly towards the stairs and goes up to the second floor.

"Watch out!"

I almost bumped into someone, luckily I managed to catch the pot of hot food in time without burning myself.

"Kevin!"

I was about to get mad at the person who almost filled me with hot food. But I realized that it was my second closest friend, Kevin.

Kevin is a boy who is 180 cm tall, but he is skinny like me. Kevin is not that skinny, because now that I look at him better, he has some muscles in his arms. He has light brown hair slicked back with a high pompadour and a defined jawline. He has a dark green shirt, black pants and black tennis shoes. And a white apron?, oh, I get it, he must be working in the kitchen, hence the apron and pot of hot food.

"Thanks for the help mate. And sorry for almost burning you with food. I'm glad you came back here."

Kevin has a grateful look and a happy smile. By the way, he is homosexual, and he did not discriminate against him. In fact I think it's good that he can express his feelings openly. Despite how cruel people, especially students, can be in such matters.

To make a long story short, I was walking up the stairs and Kevin tripped, almost falling on the floor, but I helped him by grabbing the pot of food before he fell. I wonder how I did it, with my poor reactions I normally wouldn't.

"Hello Kevin. I just got to school but I already have problems with my grades, now I'm going with Mrs. Smith"

I'm glad to see Kevin again. Although we haven't known each other since childhood like I do with Erik, I've known this guy for 3 years. He is my second best friend, even though I really only have 2 male friends. Anyway it seems that this boy is fine, that relieves me a little.

"Shit buddy. It wasn't like you could come to school with your situation, that Mrs. Smith has an evil heart. She even put me to work in the cafeteria until I got my grades up with Ms. Okita. Right?" How are you, friend? With your father and that"

Kevin tries to put you in my situation, he seems outraged by what happened. He is a good friend.

"I feel better now, don't worry. But are you failing science friend?"

I don't want to worry Kevin, it's better if I keep my worries to myself. I'm a little worried about him though, since he always had good grades.

"No~ none of that mate, just go down a bit. But I haven't been able to work out for weeks for that reason. By the way, you should go to the gym, we have a Muay Thai master now."

I'm happy, it seems that he is not in trouble, rather I am the one who is. I don't know why I'm so worried about him when I already have so much on my hands.

But a Muay Thai master huh? Maybe I should go, with my [Experience X5] I'll be able to progress much faster. Before, I didn't have the motivation to do it, but now, with everything that has happened recently, I have plenty of reasons.

"Well I have to go Kevin, Mrs. Smith is waiting for me"

He didn't want to keep that woman waiting.

"Sorry for delaying you brother, I forgot. And if you better go because you know how that woman is when she's angry. Come to the cafeteria later and let's talk more to catch up if you want"

I said goodbye to Kevin and continued up the stairs until I reached the third floor.

In the corridor, apart from a small leather stool and a couple of plastic chairs, there was nothing else.

I stood in the middle of the hallway looking to my left. There are the 4 offices of our teachers. Although 1 is missing.

The first door has the name of Bissette and an image of the Eiffel Tower painted in the colors of the French flag. She is our French language teacher. Although she doesn't pay much attention to her in class, maybe because she doesn't like French. But she is very enthusiastic about teaching us.

The second door says Dewitt and has the image of musical symbols painted in black. She is our music teacher. I'm more interested in the teacher's ass than the class itself, I hope I can see her today.

The third door has Ross's name on it and long colored strips in front of the door. She is our art teacher. Although she is a little crazy. Well, not that she wants to insult her or anything about her but her mind is somewhere else and I can't understand her at all.

The last door is from Ms. Okita, and it has a picture of a test tube with a substance inside. She is the teacher that Kevin has a low grade with. How to say, Ms. Okita is very smart, she has more than 3 doctorates and won many science awards. I wonder how she ended up working in this school. It's the first time I've met a Japanese woman though.

The sun beats against my face through the windows. I look down and I can see many students walking and doing their activities…

I hear muttering through the office door where the Headmistress is, I should hurry up or I'll really piss her off.

I take a couple of steps and I'm about to enter. I think this is the second time I'm here, the first was when I was doing my papers to enter this school.