Secrets In Disguise

National Athletics and Sports Boys High School:

A high school only for boys where they are prepared and well trained in their fields with the best coaches. Graduates of this high school can be seen in National level sports and have achieved many many awards for their country "X". Moreover, not even a single girl can be seen here. It seems to be a sacred place for males where no female can step a foot. Something is bound to change here...

Wearing a loose yellow-colored T-shirt and blue ripped denim jeans a very elegant and not so sturdy guy walks through the gate of the high school looking pissed off to step into this school.

"Ahhhhhhhh" He exhaled with frustration and ruffled his dark black hair in defeat.

"If it was not for father, I would have never stepped into this foolish, filthy, nasty place. Ughhhhhhhhhhh." he looked above his head into the sky, his purr black gaze was piercing the air.

"Mom, why father does not understand my feelings whyyyyyyyy." he said as if complaining to his mother about his father's unjust behavior towards him.

"What am I even talking about. He and understanding my feelings. Things like this do not belong in one sentence." he just exhaled a deep breath trying to brush off the frustration.

Finding his way towards the Principal's office another guy spotted him on his way. With being skinny and tall, he had hazel-colored eyes, a very defined jawline, and was wearing a basketball team uniform, his name boldly written on his top with a number.

Without hesitation, that guy approached him with the intention to help. "Are you new here? I never saw you around?" the basketball guy asked. The pissed-off guy seemed to be annoyed by this approach.

"What a busy body..." he mumbled and ignored him, moving away. The basketball dude looked offended as he heard what the new guy said.

"You looked lost so that's why I was trying to help but it looks like someone has attitude problems." now the basketball guy looked pissed too as something he did not like was someone showing attitude.

The new guy ignored him yet again and proceeded to go ahead but the basketball guy stopped him.

"You are so arrogant that you are ignoring a senior. You have no manners. I am clearly trying to help you but you are being an arrogant a**." clearly showing that he got offended by the new guy's attitude.

"Mister number '99' can you stop being a busy body I am clearly not interested in your help." the new guy said in annoyance.

The basketball guy scoffed hearing the new guy calling him number 99. He felt like punching on the guy's face but still controlled himself or else he would get in trouble and would have to face detention.

"You can clearly see my name... my great name written on this shirt above this number 99, still you called me 99. You arrogant brat." the basketball guy said though his gritted teeth while controlling his fist to not take any actions.

"Listen... Umm. Michael or whatever you are, you may have a lot of time to waste but I don't. My every second is precious unlike you who is being a busy body first thing in the morning." the basketball guy was annoyed to the point he started to scream internally.

"I will let you off this once since it's your first day. Don't think I will forget this encounter. I will not let you off the hook next time we crossed the path." before the new guy could say anything else, he stormed away from that spot.

"Ah... Mom, look it's day one and I got into an argument already. Father knows that I can't tolerate guys around me still he sent me here. After this, I will never agree with him about anything. Just need this shit to end. Once the problem is solved, I will not sit still." The new guy again complained to his mother.

He then continued to find the principal's office.

...

The new guy stood outside the big door where "Principal's Office" was written boldly on a nameplate. He then knocked on the door. "Come in" a calm voice came from inside and he stepped inside the office, and without even greeting the principal he shoved a piece of paper on the table. The principal frowned and took that piece of paper and after reading the paper he looked at the new guy.

"Welcome my dear, your father already wrote a letter to me before and told me the situation and I gladly accepted to help you because of our past. And I must say you have grown a lot. I almost could not recognize you."

'This old man is quite a talker.' he thought but did not dare show any signs of annoyance to displease his father's old dude. "Sir, it's nice to meet you and as you are already aware of the situation, then allow me." the new guy said trying his best to stay polite.

"Oh yes, yes. Just wait a minute." Principal made a call and asked for someone. After 1 minute there was a knock on the door. The principal allowed that person to enter the office, he seemed like a janitor.

"Yes Sir." the janitor said.

"Ah. Mr. Simpson could you please lead this young man to his dorm." said the principal while giving the new guy keys to his room which he had personally kept with him since the new guy was quite special and not like any other student. While he also gave a brand-new mobile phone to him.

"Ma... I mean young man you should use it for the time being." and he accepted the mobile gratefully.

"Thank you, Sir." the new guy showed his gratefulness towards the principal just as he has always been taught and went towards the dorm to settle his things so he could leave for the first class afterward.

After reaching the dorms the guy was happy that he had no roommate. There will be no more guys to invade his privacy as long as he remains inside the dorm. He started to change into his uniform.

"Well, at least the uniform is my style. I like it." He stared at himself in the mirror and nodded his head with satisfaction.

Section A Senior Class Room:

The new guy entered the classroom not minding a single soul and went to an empty seat at the back of the class.

Some thug-looking guys came and stood in front of a guy who was sitting in front of him. There seemed to be a gang leader with his minion kind of situation. "Hey, glasses. I heard you warned my friend to stay away from you or else you will complain to the principal. Is it true?" the center of the group said, his tone was completely sarcastic. he had those aqua eyes with dark black hair. his cocky smile said all about him that he was nothing but a jerk.

The nerdy-looking guy just sat still on his chair not being able to say anything in front of those seeming thugs. "Now you will not even open your mouth, do I need to remind you who am I?" the new guy could not help but chuckle at the overly-used dialogue.

The blue-eyed guy was offended by his chuckle and now his whole attention diverted to him and the poor nerdy boy was thanking God internally.

"Oh... Oh... Oh... new guy, you seem quite young. Did you mistake our class as fresher's? Huh." he said and started to laugh along with his minions as if he had cracked a massive joke.

"It's not that I am quite young, it's you guys who look quite old. tsk, tsk, you guys should be college seniors, not high school's." the new guy said without any emotions on his face. The guy with that cocky smile raised his eyebrows, gritting his teeth in anger.

"You... You newcomer. Do you know who I am? I am Drake. The number one boxer of this school. You dare to mess with me." he landed his fist on the desk with anger building inside of him but the new guy did not even flinch or even blinked.

"You seem to have a misunderstanding of being the dominant one here." the new guy said nonchalantly, making Drake more than furious and he was about to say something but the teacher entered the classroom.

"I will see you later, looser." Drake said and moved away with his minions towards their seats and the new guy scoffed.

'You will regret it if you mess with me. Just wait I will show you what this young guy can do.' he thought to himself, glaring at the back of Drake. His after had strictly told him to not cause trouble at this school but he was short-tempered and if someone tried something, he was not going to sit still.

When the teacher was taking attendance, he came to halt.

"Ah, the new student. please come here." the new guy went to the front and stood obediently. Although he did not like guys around him, but he would never disobey someone much older than him just like he was taught to be.

"If you don't mind, please introduce yourself so all of us will know you better." said the teacher.

"Hello, my name is Mars." that was it, everyone looked at him weirdly while he was standing nonchalantly. The weird cricket noises of awkwardness could be heard at this moment.

"Hey, are you sure you are a guy, your body does not look like one." Drake said making nearly all the class laugh at his stupid joke.

"Drake I am giving you last warning if you mess up this time, it's detention for you for sure." said Mr. Stele, the homeroom teacher to drake, making him quiet and he just rolled his eyes crossing his arm.

"Mars you can go back to your seat." Mr. Stele politely said to Mars, the new guy and he went to his seat and sat down quietly. Mr. Stele was about to start his class but someone interrupted by coming late and to Mars's surprise it was no other than the hazel-eyed guy, mister number '99', with whom he did not have a very pleasing encounter in the morning.

"Well... well... Michael I have an idea of you thinking of my class as your home, coming and going as you please." Mr. Stele was surely angered by Michael's constant procrastinating behavior.

"Umm... Sorry, sir we had a club meeting." Michael gave his reasoning and to which Mr. Stele just sighed and allowed him to come in.

When Michael was going towards his seat, he saw that the same dude from the morning was sitting there minding his own business. "Get up, it's my seat." Michael said to Mars at which surprisingly Mars did not bicker and got up and settled down at another empty seat beside that one. Michael surely was astonished as he anticipated a comeback from the not-so-sturdy guy but Mars was surely not going to do anything stupid in front of a teacher.

As this scene was occurring a guy looking very elegant & having dark brown droopy eyes, blonde hair and quite a muscular body came into the class, and surprisingly Mr. Stele did not stop him. Surely, he was a model student and would not do anything stupid and reckless according to the teachers. The Blonde guy came to halt when he saw the new guy in his seat, Mars understood that he had again taken someone else's seat and was about to stand up but the blonde guy without any discussion sat on a different seat diagonal on the left to Mars.

'Huh, are there men like him alive who do not like to argue? wow.' Mars wondered and settled comfortably in his seat.

And without any further due Mr. Stele started his class.

After class Mr. Stele suggested Michael to tell Mars about the school and guide him about the clubs.

"Well. Brat you are stuck with me." Michael gave him a smirk at which Mars just rolled his eyes and waited for the next two classes to end for lunchtime, he knew that life was not going to be easy in this new school.

It was lunch break and Michael as told by Mr. Stele had to make Mars understand the school's basic information and club culture.

"Well, I have told you about the basic rules so about the clubs you might have gotten a pamphlet during admission, it contains all the club names you just have to go to the club you are interested in and fill the form, it's just that simple." Michael blabbered out every word in a hurry.

"I did not get any pamphlet" Mars simply stated. Michael found that weird but still overlooked it and guided him towards the school board where the pamphlet was pinned.

"As you can see all the activities and club names are here. So, join the one you are interested in and tell me so I can guide you to the club and get done with this guiding shit." Well, Michael was surely not happy about the fact that he had to help someone bratty.

"I never asked you too." Mars said arrogantly looking away crossing his arms.

Michael was about to blast from his suppressed anger but got cut off by Mars, "and I am good at everything here except basketball, football, volleyball, tennis & swimming, so can I join multiple clubs." Mars said making Michael dumbfounded. If it was someone else then Mars would not have said all this, it was just that the expressions Michael gave him were too amusing but still he was not lying.

"Hey listen kid... you have already pissed me off quite a lot since the morning, now do not joke around. I have my precious food to gulp down after being done with this." said Michael losing his calm.

"Excuse me I am not happy in any way being with you here and I am being serious about the clubs." said Mars clearly annoyed but he was trying to waste the time. He had no intention to join any club.

"No, you can't join multiple clubs. Only one for you to join now decide quickly." Michael said hurriedly.

"Hey, I can't just decide right now." Mars frowned.

"Ughhhhhhh... why are you so troublesome. Ok, now let's go to the cafeteria to have lunch then you can decide whatever you want after filling this empty stomach so, your stupid mind might work faster." Michael said being hungry as hell.

"Mister number '99', lead the way." Mars sighed.

Michael was too hungry to reply anything further and started to speed walk towards the cafeteria followed by Mars.

...

"Hey dude you are late, the lunch break is about to end." one of Michael's friends said when he went towards his group of friends after getting his lunch.

"Don't talk to me right now, let me gulp all this down first." he said with his mouth full of food.

"Who is that guy you just came with?" his friend pointed towards Mars who was quietly eating his lunch on an empty table.

"Don't talk to me about him, he pisses me off." Michael said that after gulping a big bite.

"Wait... what... YOU and getting pissed off of someone except Drake, it's quite a thing ha-ha-ha-ha you are literally our ball of sunshine, what can make you piss off." everyone at the table started to laugh as that was true. Michael was usually cheerful and helpful and maybe that was the reason Mr. Stele had told him to help Mars.

"He has some great attitude problems." Michael said getting pissed again. "Guess what, I lost my appetite." his friends again burst into laughter as he had literally gulped all of the food he had brought.

Happy conversations were going on at Michael's table while something interesting was going to happen on the table beside theirs.

Mars was almost done but some rude jerk had to push him very hard making him gasp, he looked up and found none other than a cocky blue-eyed jerk with his minions.

"What the hell is wrong with you, you pathetic being." Mars roared at Drake's face.

"Well, were not you the one rude to me in the class. now it's time to pay back to a rude little kid and show him his position." said Drake having that annoying smirk on his face.

By now the whole cafeteria was looking at them as a result of Mars's outburst. Each and every student knew how much of a jerk that Drake was, always picking up on weak students.

"Huh... Little kid, you know what, I am giving you a chance to leave me alone this instant or else the consequences would not be pleasing for you." Mars said clenching his fist. He was thought to protect himself and not to harm others and he needed to control his anger but until the matter gets out of hand.

One of Michael's friends said. "Now I get what you said about how he pisses you off, he sure has some attitude problems man, now he is in a big trouble just look at the size difference." Michael was just silent thinking about if he should help that new annoying brat or let him be.

"Huh. what? you sure like to talk big." Drake laughed thinking that Mars was foolish to piss him off like this. Could not he see the size difference between them. According to him, he could send Mars to coma with just a blow of his hand but the bell rang and the excited mood died down.

"At seven, you, me, boxing club, let's have a boxing match. Showing their place to guys like you is my specialty." said Drake, cracking his knuckles and left for the class with the bunch of his minions who were snickering at how pathetic Mars would look after getting beaten up by Drake, who is the pride of their boxing club.

"Stupid pathetic jerk." that was all Mars could think of that guy. He kicked the chair he was sitting on earlier in frustration as one leg of the chair broke down. Surely, he can avoid any situation just by contacting the Principal, but he did not want anyone to think of him as a coward so he would face that Drake for a match and would end all this shit for once and all. No one would try this again.