Terry found an empty table near the back of the cafeteria, hoping no one would decide to sit near him. He waited for the line to thin before standing up and going over to the long buffet tables lined up along the front of the hall. He picked up a clean white plate and slowly moved about the table, selecting the food he wanted to eat. The only good thing about the first day of school was the buffet, of course. He didn't look like it, but Terry was a big eater.

He returned to his table, ignoring a group of boys who watched him pass, calling out names. Luckily, due to the favors he did in school, he wasn't bullied much. "Faggot!" one of them yelled, throwing some mashed potato at him as he passed by. Terry stopped and turned to look at them, but said nothing. They laughed as he went to his seat, thinking dark thoughts.

He wiped the potato off his dark jacket with a spare serviette, before digging into the plate of food he had gotten for himself.

After everyone had finished their food, a few teachers passed out their timetables for the year. Terry got his from one of the drama teachers and glanced over it, smiling to see he had gotten in to all his classes. He was looking forward to art the most, which he had first period tomorrow. He noted the class and the teacher, his eyes scanning the crowds of adults until they fell on the bright, pink haired man. He had always wanted to be in Mr Seridano's class. This made him smile as he got up from his table and walked to his room.

He had something to look forward to, even when Grinner entered the room and eagerly kissed him. Just a few hours... And he would be impressing the best art teacher in Holly-Oak school.