Salvis 💜💙 Oneshots

Nockfell's New Kid

Travis just moved to Nockfell after getting adopted after his father goes to jail for child abuse.

Travis: age 15, crossdresser, 5'3
Sal: age 15, badass, king of the school, 6'2

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Travis hesitantly walked into his new school. He nervously adjusted his new skirt and started to walk down the hallway, looking for the office. He found it and went inside, smiling shyly at the receptionist.

"Hi. I'm new. I need my schedule." Travis said, voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course, hun. Travis, right?" The lady said.

"Uh. Yes." Travis mumbled.

"We don't see many new people, so it's easy to keep track. You can call me Miss May. Here's your schedule sweetie. Do you need help finding your locker?" Miss May said.

"I'll be fine." Travis said, uncertainly.

"Okay then. Off you go." Miss May said and turned her attention back to her book. Travis left the office and looked at his papers.

"Locker 541, huh? Where would that be? Maybe I should just go to class first, and worry about my locker later. Room 142. So, first floor..." Travis mumbled as he walked the hallways, looking at the numbers on the lockers and the door.

He wasn't paying enough attention to his own steps and he tripped. He expected to hit the floor but was caught by someone.

"Careful, Princess. Don't want to get hurt." A voice said from behind him as the person steadied the blond haired boy.

"Oh, uh, t-thanks." Travis said. He turned around to look at his savior. There stood a tall boy, blue hair in pigtails, wearing a black sweater and maroon ripped pants. He had a 'mask' covering his face but his blue eyes were visible through the holes in it.

Next to the blue haired boy was an equally tall boy with long brown hair and a brown t-shirt and ripped jeans. Next to him was a girl, dark brown hair, purple shirt with a leather jacket, black leggings and a purple choker. Behind them, watching the scene was a ginger boy, shorter than the others, but taller than Travis, wearing a green shirt and glasses.

"I'm Sal Fisher. This is Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell and Todd Morrison. What's your name, princess?"

"T-travis. I'm Travis P-phelps. I'm n-new." Travis introduced himself.

"Figured that out, Princess. I would have definitely remembered you if I had seen you before." Travis blushed. Ashley lightly pushed Sal's shoulder.

"Dude, don't make him uncomfortable his first day." She remarked. Sal rolled his eyes.

"So, Princess. Need any help finding your way around?" Sal said, resting his hand on Travis' arm.

"No, I-" Travis paused and looked at his schedule. "Actually, I probably do. I don't know where I'm going." He held out his schedule, which Sal quickly took from him.

"Well, your locker is actually right here. Next to mine." Sal said, and pointed it out. He walked over and opened it with the code written on the paper. Travis smiled slightly and went to put his bag in his locker. "And it looks like we have the same classes, so I'll be able to show you around the whole day."

"Oh, that's okay. I don't want to be a burden. If you could just give me directio-" Travis was cut off by the blue haired boy.

"You're no burden, Princess. Just stick with me. Trust me. You'll be fine." Travis nodded, shyly. "So! Why'd you move to a boring town like Nockfell?" Sal asked.