Everyone wanted to know why I was wearing my dark blue blazer over the normal shirt and tie. I told them I had “a well important business luncheon to attend.” Everyone got a kick out of that and had a grand laugh. Ben winked and gave me a secret kiss. Scotty said I looked well dapper in my blazer, blushing right after he said that. I gave him a hug and said thanks. Teddy nudged me and said I looked better than dapper, that I was “well dashing!” He got a hug and a cheek kiss from me!
It was well curious that the Maths Prof wasn’t there today, but we had a different substitute, a well strict older man with a mop of gray hair. He well put us to the task and made us work harder than ever, which I liked, but I don’t think the other lads did!
When I walked into the office at lunch, the secretary smiled at me and told me I looked well handsome in my blazer! I blushed and said thank you. She told me to go on into the conference room. Everyone else was already there, chatting, and I felt well bad that I might have been late, but the Dean Master greeted me with a clap on the back, as all the other lads looked at me and I felt well uncomfortable as their studying eyes examined every inch of me! Ugh! I was the only one in a blazer!
There was a nice buffet table with lunch displayed in large stainless steel kettles over a flame, and we were able to fill our plates with meatballs and chicken and beans and such. It was well nice, and tasted delicious. I now knew how the staff ate! LOL
After lunch, the Dean Master had the table cleared and we began by rounding the table and introducing ourselves. Brent was Liaison for the 12th Form, Matthew (Matt) for the 11th Form, Robert for the 10th Form, Steven for the 9th Form, and me. Oh! Amar for the 8th Form! LOL !!
I was well worried the Dean Master would “glorify” me at the beginning, as being
“an example”, and I was glad he didn’t! He explained that he just wanted us to “become acquainted and exchange ideas”.
Brent, a strapping “jock” from the 12th, vented that he thought the cell phone ban in the upper Forms (10th thru 12th) should be abolished. The Dean Master calmly said that cell phones were allowed off campus, but not on school grounds or in the dorms.
Robert from the 10th Form said girls should be allowed on campus. That caused “here, here’s” from a few of the other lads. Again, seeming more agitated, the Dean Master recited the policies about off campus guests if they were not affiliated with the school.
Matthew from the 11th Form complimented me and the new sections at lunch, saying it well helped with the other forms getting to know each other better. I smiled and blushed when Matthew winked at me.
Steven from the 9th Form agreed with Matthew, adding that the lunches have improved greatly, and said his Form was well looking forward to the swimming pool addition to be completed, hopefully ahead of schedule. The Dean Master said it WAS ahead of schedule, but was still a good year from completion. Steven added that maybe we could “outsource” to find a swimming pool we could use. The Dean Master said that was commendable, and would look into it.
Then suddenly, all eyes were on me! OMG! The little kid in the blazer! I took a deep breath and began. It was the report I wrote on boarding that I had in mind. I asked everyone “who was a boarder?” Steven was the only one who said he was. I was well glad he was sitting next to me. I then asked the others how well they knew their boarding chums. Brent seemed a bit irritated (but he was a “jock!”), but Matt and Robert kind of shrugged.
I told them about my experience being a boarder for a few days, saying it was well different. That it was a different world the lads were living that needed to be understood. Primadonna Brent grunted that I was right about the different worlds, and said, “Boarders live there lives, and non boarders live ours!”
I stared Brent down and told him that was exactly what I was talking about, and that he well didn’t’ understand! He shrugged me off and that pissered me even more. I looked at him and told him he should spend a few days as a boarder to see the other side! Brent told me to bugger off, and the Dean Master suddenly quieted the room, telling Brent he was well out of line.
Both Robert and Matt spoke up, saying they well wondered what the difference was with boarders and transits. Despite Brent rolling his eyes and snarling at me the entire time, I gave a quick description of what it was like for me, a transit student, to spend a few nights in the dorm. It was well sweet that Steven clapped me on the back in agreement, and both Matt and Robert nodded with understanding.
That’s when the Dean Master looked at Brent, and asked him if he would be willing to do what “Mr. ****, (me) did.” Brent snorted, saying he well knew all the lads in his class and didn’t need to “take that kind of test, because it’s not his business how the boarders live”.
I took a well drastic dare just then as I looked at Brent and asked, “Then why are you a Liaison Officer for your Form? The other lads gave an “ooohh” sound as Brent shot me dagger looks. Steven clapped me softly on the back for standing up to Brent.
The Dean Master stepped in. “I think it would be a grand idea for Mr’s. **** (Brent, Matt, and Robert) to spend a few nights in the dorm with the boarders. Steven and I looked at each other and smirked. “I can make the arrangements with your parents, and we can begin this little test after holiday.”
The meeting ended, but Brent made sure he pointed his finger in my face telling me, “You’ll pay for this, you little poofer!” I told him to have a nice day, but gulped with worry. But it was Steven that said he was well proud how I stood up to Brent, adding it was well brave, since he was “the main man of the 12th Form.” Steven told me I could drop by the 9th Dorm anytime for a visit. I told him thanks, that I might just do that. And Matt and Robert were also on my side, Matt telling me not to let Brent bully me, and if I needed “assistance”, to let him know.
I was ready to exit with the other lads, but the Dean Master told me to hold back, and we walked into his office. I sat in my chair as he sat behind his desk with two folders. Then he looked at me and let out a low sigh. “I feel it best at this time to assign another lad for you to tutor, Mr. ****”. I felt my eyes start to water as I asked, “Marcus has that disorder, doesn’t he, Sir?” The Dean Master nodded, “The initial diagnosis is ADD, but he will be given a few more tests and be put on some mild medication that will help him concentrate a bit better and also help with his attention span.”
I asked, “Then if he’s on medication that will help, why can’t I still tutor him?” The Dean Master smiled, “Your dedication is outstanding, Mr. ****! But there are reasons to the fact that Marcus will need more professional help than you can give him right now. There are expert tutors that deal with this kind of problem. You are an excellent tutor, but right now Marcus needs someone with fine-tuned skills in working with lads who have this disorder so they can give him the attention he needs at this point in his life. Do you understand?” I nodded, asking, “Marcus will still be here at school, won’t he? I mean I can still see him?” The Dean Master said, “Absolutely! He will just have a different class schedule, that’s all. You’ll see him at lunch, and you can visit him in his Dorm.”
I said, Thank you, Sir,” as he opened one of the folders and told me starting Monday, I would be tutoring Kyle during last period.
Last period, since I didn’t have Marcus or anyone to tutor, I walked up to Study Chamber 2 and just sat there thinking about this last week. The scare with Ben that turned out better in the end. working with Marcus and coming up with new ideas to help him understand and concentrate. Getting Erik’s room ready for him for the upcoming holiday. Finishing my big report! Meeting the other Liaison Officers and well liking them (except Brent!), and now learning that I would be tutoring Kyle for the next two weeks before Holiday started.
I went to Base Class before last chimes and got my tote ready. Just as chimes rang, I waited in the hall for Ben, grabbing him and taking him into the loo. I was well glad it was empty because I needed one of his kisses WELL badly! He asked what that was all about, and I just told him it was because I had a well strange week, and that I loved him! We walked back to Base to get our totes and headed to the trams.
I am WELL glad it is Friday!!!!