ROGERS POV

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i carry a few of Brian's textbooks for him since he seems to be struggling with so many. "so... what kind of music do you like... just a random question out of the blue..." i ask him. "oh... you know... uhh... classic rock... the Beatles... the doors... stuff like that..." he says. "really? thats pretty cool... yeah... i'm into that stuff too..." we continue talking as we walk down to our lockers. it turns out our lockers are not too far from each other. brian's locker is 1947 while mine is 1949. they're across the hall from each other as the lockers were not placed in very well order. as we walk together we get the sense that we're being stared at. and we are. we look around and there are people whispering and laughing. "yo are they gay? thats so sad." "oh eww! theyre gay!" brian is hiding his face as we walk. i link my arm around his and try to walk faster. we keep a low profile. we eventually go  our separate ways when brian has to go find locker 1947. i watch him wander aimlessly for about 2 minutes reading each locker number and constantly getting picked on, and i finally decide to help him look for it.

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