The boy in the back

By fanofstoryyy

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When a teen boy moves to a new schools, with deep trauma and bad anxiety, he meets a girl, who somehow, light... More

characters/ TW warnings (please read)
Chapter 1: Highlighter
Chapter 2: Ball
Chapter 3: Look
Chapter 5: Voice
Chapter 6: Calm
Chapter 7: Ballerina
Chapter 8: Cafeteria
Chapter 9: Sister
Chapter 10: Trust me
Chapter 11: Muffin
Chapter 12: Polar bear
Chapter 13: Cry
Chapter 14: Tension
Chapter 15: Glasses
Chapter 16: I like you
Chapter 17: Okay
Chapter 18: Spooky Pookie
Chapter 19: Wrong
Chapter 20: Truth
Chapter 21: Proud
Chapter 22: Bully
Chapter 23: Lake lovers
Chapter 24: New best friend
Chapter 25: Hurt
Chapter 26: I don't need you
Chapter 27: Night
Chapter 28: Snap
Chapter 29: Come
Chapter 30: Okay, for real
Epilogue

Chapter 4: I'm a single dad who is addicted to cool math games

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By fanofstoryyy

Bye the time class is over i can't stop smiling.

Henry is here, watching me teach. I never knew Chelsea was his sister. She's new to class and she's actually very good for her age.

"Bye." I smile waving at the little girls and boys as they all leave the class.

I walk over to Lilly as she puts on her pointe shoes, along with the senior class as they came in just before our lesson started.

"I can't believe Henry was here." I slip on my toe grips.

"You're so obsessed with him."

"What! Am not!" My voice cracks.

She giggles, "Yes you are."

"I'm seriously not, i've known him a day." I begin to feel dizzy but i ignore it.

I'm fine.

The doors to the studio open again and i smile as Chelsea comes in, pulling Henry along behind her.

She marches all the way to me and Henry blushes as i smile at him.

"Miss Nellie!" Chelsea chirps.

"Yes sweetie?"

"You didn't give me a sticker."

I laugh and grab the sticker sheet out of my dance bag and stand up.

"Which one would you like?"

"That one!" She points to the sticker of a ballerina.

I peal it off and gently place it on her hand.

As i rise back up fully i stumble and the world spins around.

I feel really light headed.

I grab my phone out and check my sugar levels. They are too low.

This app is a lifesaver. It's changed my life.

"Miss Nellie, are you listening?" My thoughts snap back to Chelsea.

I slip my phone away, "What's wrong, honey?" I brush the hair off of her face trying to get this conversation over.

I chew on my bottom lip as i begin to panic.

I need some juice to raise my levels again.

"Did you think i did good in class?" Chelsea smiles.

I smile and nod, which makes me stumble.

Henry sticks his hand out and grabs my hand, making sure i don't fall.

"Are you okay?" He questions.

"Y-yeah i just need to sit," I turn around and sit down on the bench.

"Is there something wrong?" He frowns.

"No," My voice croaks, "Lilly, can you get me a juice box?" I look at her as she's warming up at the ballet bar.

She nods before quickly going to the fridge and getting me a juice box.

I slowly begin drinking it hoping it can balance out my blood sugar levels again.

Lilly is really helpful when it comes to this type of thing. She does as i say when i need her without question and i'm so grateful for that.

My eyes slowly drift back to Henry and Chelsea.

Chelsea stares at my dance team as they warm up in their pointe shoes, Henry stares at me with worry.

"I'm okay." I tell him.

"Are you sick? Do you have a cold?" His voice is so soft and tender, like it always is. I'm not sure there's a mean bone in his body.

"I'm okay," I try again to assure him.

He nods hesitantly before looking at Chelsea, "You ready to go?"

She nods before quickly giving me a hug, "Bye Miss Nellie!" She sings.

"Bye sweetie," I smile, "Bye Henry, i'll see you tomorrow."

He nods as his cheeks turn pink before they walk away.

I could burst into tears at any moment. That was so humiliating, i'm so embarrassed.

The juice kicks into my system and i begin to feel better, gaining my energy back.

I slowly get up and begin warming up, trying to hide my embarrassment.

Everyone around me always wonders what's wrong with me, they all think i'm some weird girl.

But i just try my best to be nice, and hide my secret.

~~

I get up for school and take my insulin needles, injecting them into my stomach like i do 3 times a day.

I choose my outfit next and make sure i look okay.

my fit ^^

I go downstairs and grab a banana to go.

I quickly go outside and walk the short 5 minutes to the bus stop.

I greet Arlo, he also catches the same bus as me at the same spot. We live a few streets away from eachother.

Our town is fairly small, so we all just live nearby and it's really handy.

"Hi Nels." He yawns.

"Hey." I smile.

"I'm so sleeeepy," He sighs, "I miss Eva."

"You'll see her soon."

The bus ride is boring as usual. But i'd rather the bus than drive, and waste all my fuel money. Its so expensive.

~~

I sit in class, knowing Henry is behind me.

I notice my teacher, Miss Smartass. That's actually not her name, but its what i call her.

Miss Smartass stares at me, and my shirt.

"Nellie." She says.

"Yeah?"

"You need to go to the principals office. What you're wearing is innapropriate.

Everyone looks as confused as i do.

"Miss, im covered, and plus, people wear worse."

"Nelle, don't make me ask you again."

I take a deep breathe and stand up turning around to pack my things.

Henry and i make eyecontact.

"I'll see you after class." I whisper.

He nods.

I leave the classroom and go to the principals office.

"What you're wearing is not appropriate. Change." He hands me a shirt.

"Why is it not appropriate?" I frown.

"It's too revealing."

"Why are you looking then?" I sneer. I hate when people comment on my outfits when i get dress coded. Why are they looking at me that way? Im a teenage girl, not their partners.

"Go change, Nellie."

I swallow the words that want to come out my mouth and i go to the bathroom across the hall and change into the shirt they gave me.

the shirt ^^

Do they like to humiliate me?

I swallow down my thoughts and walk down the halls as the lunch bell rings.

Henry comes out of class and he walks over to me.

"Are you okay?" He asks softly.

I nod, "Yeah just got dress coded."

His eyes dip down my shirt.

He smiles.

"It's so weird." I stifle a laugh.

"I've got a spare shirt in my locker, do you want that instead?

"That would be amazing." I smile.

We go to his locker and he grabs out a navy blue shirt.

He hands it to me and i smile taking it, "Thank you."

I quickly go to the bathroom and change, putting on his shirt.

It's really oversized, buts it's amazing. It smells so good, it smells just like him.

I leave the bathroom and Henry is there waiting for me.

He looks at my outfit and blushes.

I slowly walk beside him as we go to the cafeteria.

"Did you like watching the ballet class?" I question anxiously.

He nods, "You're great with kids."

"They're cute."

He nods slightly.

"What happened yesterday?" He asks.

"What do you mean?"

"You looked like you were gonna pass out."

I swallow and try not to let myself show a change in my feelings, "Just was hot."

"Okay."

We go to the cafeteria, and line up for food.

"Do you want to sit with us again, Henry?"

"I don't want to intrude."

"You don't, you would never."

He adjusts his glasses and nods slightly.

We grab our trays and go to the table. We sit beside eachother and i watch as Henry just stares at his food and his legs bounce up and down.

"Hi! How was class?" Arlo starts conversation.

Henry doesn't answer so i do.

"It is was fun, i got dress coded." I grit.

"At least it's not an ugly shirt." Eva says.

"No it was, this is Henry's."

Arlo, Eva, Cora and Lilly all choke on their food looking between us.

I glance back to Henry and he hasn't moved. He's just staring, making no sound, no movement.

All of us look between one another.

"You okay?" I whisper.

No response.

It's like he can't hear me.

naughty naught girl

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