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Martin Bloom was finding it hard to fit in with any of the cliques at Shaler High School. He was the new kid in town. If being the new kid was not bad enough, Martin transferred to his new school district while school was in session and his fellow students already had their routines. Plus, he has only been a student there for a week. Finding one's place took time. Also, the other kids wanted to feel him out before they had more social interactions with him. Martin's personality did not help with his assimilation into his new school. He was like Sunday morning quiet, laid back and easy going. Having those three personality traits were a hindrance to him finding where he belonged. The new kid needed to be more proactive and assertive in social settings. The other students stayed a little leery of him because they did not find out much about him yet. Having those three traits also led to some of his new classmates to think Martin was meek. Some of them took the perceived meekness as a weakness. These were mostly the guys who saw being overbearing as being assertive. The ones who used the excuse of "boys being boys" as a way to get away with any trouble which they caused. Two of these boys, Simon Ramsey and Gordon Cowell, used Martin's so call weakness and desire to be accepted to pull a practical joke on him. After Friday afternoon's last bell rang those two made sure they ran into Martin as they were leaving the school. The practical jokesters told their mark that they were rounding up other boys to dress in drag on Monday in solidarity of Simon's girlfriend, Paula Jackson. She was coming back to school from her suspension for violating the dress code. Their school district's dress code which would have fit in with the norms and social standards of the 1950's. The architects of this policy collective mindset was archaic. Somehow girls showing any part of their body was sexual and boys needed protected from seeing any flesh. The boys would not pay attention to class when they were looking at slender legs. The responsibility of boy's thought were placed upon a lady; instead of where it should have been, the boys. This philosophy from a bygone era was apparent with the dress code they made. Girls could not wear any tops which were off the shoulder or showed the midriff.No yoga pants were allowed. Skirts and dresses had to be long enough that if a girl knelt the hem would touch the ground. Even with it not being in the policy the school district applied the same skirt rule to girl's shorts. Martin did not like that people were trying to control what others did with their bodies. The new kid quickly agreed to join the protest. Part of him agreeing without thinking to don a dress was he knew that it was a way to show he who he was. This protest was a chance to him to be more assertive in social setting as he stayed true to who he was. The main reason he was going to be standing beside all those men in drag was because he wanted to be on the right side of history. When the news of Paula's punishment went around school Martin reacted the same way as when he found out about the other four girls which got the same suspension. The boy who knew the difference between wrong and right wanted to do something about it. He believed that inaction against something which was wrong meant agreement with the status quo. Gordon and Simon took Martin's eagerness as him longing to belong. Simon knew that he had a sucker on his line and wanted to see how many pretty loops he could pull Martin through. Making Martin's appearance even more feminine than just being in a dress would get more laughter from his fellow classmates. Making the new kid look like a big fool he was would also make Martin feel good about himself. As Martin left the pranksters, Simon told him not to forget to wear everything feminine, even undergarments, and also all the boys would be wearing makeup also. Gordon slapped Simon before the trickster could add the instructions of making sure the outfit was sexy. Gordon was all for getting a laugh at someone else doing something ridiculous, but his friend went too far. That slap had the desired results for the wrong reason. Simon held back on the final direction because he thought that was a warning adding too much might let the rube onto they were just messing with him. ************ Gail Bloom was not the normal college junior. The coed loved that her family moved closer to where she was attending school. It meant she could come home whenever she wanted. Unlike most college students, going home was not about having her laundry done. Going home was all about visiting the family. Gail knew that once she graduated from university she would have less time to spend with her family. Martin was happy to see Gail sitting in the living room as he walked through the front door.. "Hey there Sis, I was about to call you. I need your help in picking what to wear to school on Monday." A smile came on Gail's face for two reasons.She loved helping her brother and she was happy that Martin found a girl he fancied. "Bro, just wear your favorite outfit and be yourself. Now tell me all about her." "Who?" "The girl you are trying to impress." "There is no girl." "Oh what boy are you trying to impress?" "I am not trying to impress anyone. Why do you think I am?" "Wanting me to pick your outfit is why. If it is not because you fancy someone then why?" "The boys at school are going to wear dresses to protest the sexist dress code there." "Bro, they are taking the mickey out of you." "They could be, but I don't think so. Even if they are, I do not care. I am doing this to stand up for what is right." The older sister agreed to help. Knowing her brother was taking this action for the right reason and not to try to fit in was what made Gail help him. Not helping her brother when he was trying to right a wrong would go against what her parents instilled in their children, be a part of the change you want. The fact that Martin was going to do this protest with or without her help was another factor in Gail agreeing. Even with the provocateurs true motives being to try to make Martin look and feel like a fool, Gail knew it would not work. Her brother's conviction would make him keep his dignity even when the dirty deed was revealed. Martin handling the people mocking him with class would show Martin's true character to his new classmates. Having grace under pressure was not something a fool did. Those kids would respect him. Gail added that their mom and dad would have to agree with Martin's plan for Monday. To her brother this was just a formality. Their parents taught their children to do what they thought was right, to stand up for injustice when they could. When their parents,John and Sue, were home Martin brought up the protest. The discussion was quick. John and Sue were behind their son standing up for what was right. Gail mention she thought the protest was a set up. Even with Gail giving the reasoning behind her conclusion, John and Sue disagreed. Those two have read about boys wearing dresses to protest school's dress code. Martin's parents assumed the organizers were intelligent enough to know they had to amp up the protest get news coverage. Boys showing up only in dresses was old news and have been getting less and less coverage from the media. Protest were meant to get the public support and if the public did not hear about it then the work would be in vain. *********** Monday morning started like any other school day morning for Martin. He woke up at 5 to start his day. Then his preschool ritual change. Instead of going for his morning run Martin went straight to the shower. He ran 5 days a week to make sure his was at peak stamina. He was a wrestler and knew if he stayed in top shape then he could spend more time at practice honing his skill instead of getting back in shape. After the shower and getting dress was the hardest part of the day, doing his makeup and hair. Martin had his notes out and put the Youtube tutorial video on to help.Makeup application and hair styling was a skill and any novice would need all the help they could get. Even with practicing for three days Martin knew he was far from being adequate,let alone a pro. After finally accepting that his makeup would not get any better, Martin went down to the kitchen to have breakfast with his parents. John and Sue were already sitting and having their coffee. The Bloom household was not one which was in control chaos in the beginning of the day. Martin's parents knew the tone and pace of breakfast was important because it set the tone and pace for the day. Even with their son in heels, crop top, and a mini skirt Sue and John greeted him just like any other school day. The supporting parents knew acting like nothing was out of the normal would set the right tone for Martin's day. After eating Martin went to the bus stop and he was the only boy in a skirt. He knew something was wrong right away. Surely, other boys joined the protest. He knew enough of the school's social structure to know that Paula was one of the more popular students. Where she was in social standing meant other boys would join in the protest. Some to show support to their friend and others to curry favor with the group they want to be in. Maybe the protest got called off, or postpone. He found out about it on Friday and there was no way for anyone could have contacted him.Gordon and Simon would have been able to talk at least one of the other boys there to join the protest. What guy would not be for women to wear something they found appealing. Gordon and Simon's buddy Noel Morrissey caught the bus with him and he should have been in a dress also.Martin knew, if any of his follow bus riders would side with Paula, Noel would. To Martin that might be the wrong reason to be on the right side, but that would have made more boys also have the same fashion sense as Martin. Then when the boy those guys thought was a rube saw Noel laughing he knew the reason why he was only guy in women's clothing. This was a set up. Even when some of the other students joined in, Martin was like Sunday Morning and took their ridicule gracefully. Martin smiled as he figured out that this was a joke. He might have put his faith in the wrong people, but that led to him doing what was right. There will be a lot of laughing at to be endure today, but Martin would not mind. He was doing what Spike Lee preached, the right thing. Noel, being as immature as society let him, took Martin being a man as a sign of weakness. He took a picture to send to his friends. Noel went to his phone right away, he could not wait to tell Martin and Simon they had a new patsy to mess with. The rest of the school year was going to be so great. How Martin was taking this in stride made Noel believe that it would be easy to pull many jokes over on the new kid. Martin the Mark was going to be so fun to mess with. *********** Martin walked into the lobby with the same confident stride he has every other day. Most of his fellow students started to laugh when they saw the boy in heels walking with his head high. They thought how could a boy be proud of being in a dress? Simon explain to his girlfriend why the new kid was in such a cute outfit. Paula Jackson started to laugh even louder as she smacked her man on the shoulder and said, "You went too far." Of course, the laughing lady was not serious when she said her man went too far. There would have been at least a fight or them breaking up if she thought that joke went too far. Her imp could be so puckish and saying those words was a way she would have plausible deniability when people said she encouraged his behavior. Even with her actions backing the assertion Paula enabled Simon's actions, she would fall back on this scolding she gave Simon. After giving this prank her seal of approval, Paula did not want people to think that she enjoyed her man's actions. She walked over to Martin to sincerely say some insincere words to him. Those lies coming come sounding truthful was going to be easy. Paula was feeling as good as church goers did on Sunday morning about herself. She took Martin's actions as a sign that he had a crush. Even with knowing his name Paula did not state it as she said, "Dear that is so sweet what you did for me." Paula was not talking with Martin to make him feel better, but to do so for herself. Plus, consoling the boy people, including herself, laughed added to her plausible deniability. When people would say she was an enabler for Simon's arrested development she could point to her making the butt of the joke feel better. Another way that Martin was like Sunday morning was he was never in a hurry. Him taking his time might have been only a split second longer, but that time gave him to process the information instead of being on autopilot. He knew exactly what Paula was all about and what she was doing. "Paula, I did this not only for you. I also wore this outfit for the other four girls who got suspended for wearing what they wanted. I did this so maybe one day girls would not be told what to wear by men" Even if he thought she was as sincere as her words sounded, he would have gave the same response. His actions today was for everyone affected by that outdated dress code. This little chat was about making Paula, not Martin, feel better gave her selected hearing. She did not hear all of what Martin said. Only that he did it for the four other girls. The girl with a big ego did not like Martin thought of others. The boy should have worn a dress only for her. Knowing this was not all about her hurt Paula's over inflated feeling of self worth. "I came over here to make you feel better. You didn't need to get defensive." "Paula, I'm not getting defensive. Just stated the truth. I did it for all the girls. Also, there is no need to make me feel better. I am fine with what I'm wearing getting the reaction it did. In fact, I am happy to know who kept on laughing after they found out why I am in a skirt today.I am new in town and knowing that makes it easier to know who to stay away from." Paula walked away after Martin said that. She knew that statement was aimed directly at her. Paula's deduction was not totally correct. Paula was mistaken in what she knew, Martin's statement was aimed not only at her, but at everyone who kept on laughing after finding out why he was in a dressed. Andre Patton and his crew were standing right behind Martin and eavesdropped in the entire conversation. After getting the information he overheard Andre was not feeling good about himself. Laughing at someone who was listening to their better angels was not right. In this case even more so. Martin was standing up for Andre's his sister, Becky Patton. She was one of the girls who got suspended for what she wore to school. He turned around and said, "Martin, I am Andre. Sorry about laughing before. I did not know why you were in drag. Standing up for people you don't know, that is cool and brave of you. My sister was one of those girls you are standing up for, so thank you dude." "Andre you are welcome and it is fine that you and other people laughed. Some people put on a dress as a joke and other people trick people to put on a dress thinking it is a joke. When you laughed, you did not know why. Now you do and you are not laughing. That's what matters" "Martin meet my crew. They all think you are hoss." ************* Martin entered his homeroom and did not make it to his desk before Mr Ahern sent him to the principal's office. Martin took being sent to the head authority figure of the school in stride. The stride was easy like one from a leisurely Sunday morning stroll. The boy was voicing against what he thought was wrong and knew this was going to happen. He was ready to take responsibility for his actions. Principal Zarn was expecting Martin to show up when the boy in the crop top did. He already knew all about this stunt which the new boy pulled off and was not happy about it. Instead of causing trouble to get attention, Matin needed to just be patient. He would get accepted in a couple of months by his fellow students. Principal Zarn blamed cell phones. Those devices meant that kids never had to wait for anything. If kids todayanted something to do they could they could use the internet to play games, look on social media or get some information, or just call or text their friends to chase away the boredom. As soon as the door of his office was closed Principal Zarn said, "Martin, I understand boys will be boys; but you went too far. You will be wearing your gym clothes for the rest of the day, goodbye.". "No I will not." "You got the laugh you wanted so just end this joke. It is not funny." "This is not a joke." "Martin, you are not getting punished so don't lie to me. Just change your clothes before I change my mind." "I am doing nothing wrong so you cannot punish me." "You are out of dress code. That skirt is too short and I can see your midriff." "I would agree with you if I was a girl. That is not stated in the boy's section of the dress code." "You know full well that it would also apply to boys if they wore dresses." "I doubt it for the dress code came from men and they would wear them also." "It would be because it is not professional." "I am not working, and if that is true you better send home some of the teachers today. Their dresses are above the knees so they would not touch the ground if they knelt." "The dress code is for the students. We cannot have the same rules for the teachers." "So the professionals do not need to dress professionally. This sounds like you want me to do as you say and not as you do." "Yes, I am the adult and you are just a child. I run this school and you don't." "You do run this school but you cannot suspend me or make me change. I am doing nothing against your rules." "We'll see. I will just call your parents." "You think I was able to sneak out of the house dressed like this? They know what I am wearing and backed my decision. They taught me to stand up against what is wrong." Knowing that Martin's parents coddle their child made Principal Zarn just give up. Trying to discipline Martin was not going to be worth the troubled and might cause more harm than good. If they fought the punishment Principal Zarn gave their precious child hard enough the school board might cave and rescind the dress code. They were more worried about getting reelected than doing what was right in Principal Zarn's eyes. "Get out of here, just don't expect anything when you get hassled." "I will expect the school to follow their policy about bullying if I get bullied." ************* After the unproductive meeting with his Principal Martin started his school day. Gym was Martin's first class and Mr Duvall was the instructor. To be a teacher he would have to teach the kids. Mr Duvall was 60 and cruising through life so work was a no no. Life was good to him so why change. Teaching the kids meant doing work and that was not the easy way. Instead of hanging out in the teacher's lounge he would actually have to make lesson plans. Duvall never had to study in high school because he was the star halfback on the football team. He got into a small college on an athletic scholarship and took the easiest major, physical education. The team needing him made sure that he got gentlemen C's. There was no need to Duvall to worry about his GPA, his alma mater, Shaler, was going to hire him as a gym teacher and football coach. He hated having to be a coach for his job, so he quit that as soon as he had tenure. With it being Monday, gym class was an open gym. Mr Duvall always had too much fun on the weekend and just having the kids play the sports they wanted was the best way to do even less than nothing. He just sat on the bleachers recouping from the last three days. This Monday was different. There was too much laughter from his students coming into his gym. They knew he wanted as much silence as a bunch of high school kids could give him when coming to class. This commotion better of had a good reason or else it is them running laps. As Martin came walking in Mr Duvall saw there would be no need to telling the boys to run. "Bloom, down to the Principal's Office right now." "Just came from there Mr Duvall." "Then why are you here?" "I am doing nothing wrong so Principal Zarn could not send me home." Mr Duvall was not liking that Bloom was not just explaining everything to him. His student should not make him ask questions. "Why are you in a dress boy? It's not funny!" Before Martin could answer one of his classmates joked "It is for he took you calling us girls serious." Mr Duvall was going to get control of the situation. "No one talks unless I ask them a question or else everyone runs laps. Understand?" After the class answered yes in unison Martin replied to the original question. " I was told the boys were going to wear dresses to protest the school's dress code." "Bloom, would you jump off a cliff if you were told to do so?" "No, because jumping off a cliff would not be a statement against something which is wrong. This is. I do wish it was not a joke. I am doing the right thing and instead of trying to get a laugh Simon and Gordon should have been sincere in what they told me." "Don't listen to those two, they are trouble makers. Instead of changing just sit in the bleachers with me." Another one of Martin's classmates thought that getting a laugh would be worth paying the price of running laps. "Good idea Mr Duvall, Martina would not want to break a nail." This time Mr Duvall knew that voice. That voice asked him to open up the lower gym after school to practice wrestling. That voice belonged to Bill Kegmeg. The owner of that voice thought he was the school top wrestler. That fact was true until Martin came to the school. Bill might have won sections last year at 170 lbs, but Martin won the state championship at 138 lbs. With wrestling not starting and Martin being from Erie, Bill did not know who he just put down. Mr Duvall did. All his friend, Dom DeAugustino, was talking about when Bloom came to the school was how that kid was going to win the states at 152 or 160 lbs. With Coach De giving Martin leeway on whatever weight class he must be the best wrestler this school ever had. Mr Duvall might have been an athlete but he did not like them using obnoxious jokes on others. They used their superior physical attributes to be able belittle others and not their wit which allowed them to get the upper hand when putting others down. Instead of the putdown being funny the implied use of physical force was what made them come up on top with trading verbal barbs.. Being popular should be enough and they should not step on others to try to become more popular. Back in the day, he and his friends did not. "Everyone change of plans. Kegmeg here thinks that he represents you boys so I will not make you run if he can beat Bloom in a wrestling match. If Bloom wins all of you run and also have to apologize to him also." Martin's sense of right and wrong kicked in as he protested the match. This contest would be unfair. Bill took the opportunity to put down Martin again as he agreed with his next victim. That boy was arrogant enough to call everyone he wrestled his next victim. Bill scoring popularity points at Martin's expense did nothing to affect the boy's in a skirt principle. Before Martin could explain that even with Bill having 3 inches and 30 pounds on him and Martin's opponent was going to lose the matchmaker sent everyone but him downstairs. "Bloom, I know how good you are at wrestling." "Great, now my classmates are going to blame me for running today." "Yes for after you win, I am going to ask you if they should have follow through on those stipulations. I am giving you a chance of getting those boys off your back about today. You might have acted like a fool, but your heart was in the right place. Now go down and change and get right back up here. I want you to wipe the mat with that cocky boy's face." Bloom was being a sportsman and offered the unsuspecting lamb to the slaughter a handshake as soon as they were standing inthe wrestling position. Kegmeg had no respect for Martin and swatted his hand away. Martin shook his head to show it was on and that got a laugh from the soon to be loser. Mr Duvall was getting ready to blow the whistle went the audience started to scream for their champion to grind Martin's face in the mat. Kegmeg showed his smugness by standing straight up and exposing himself to his opponent. He wanted Martin to know how little of a threat he saw him as. Martin shot right in and did a fireman carry on Kegmeg for a quick pin. The loser jumped straight up and said, "Best two out of three. I was taking it light on him." Martin agreed and Duvall went along. Martin for he wanted to put Bill in his place and Duvall because he enjoyed watching Kegmeg eat some crow. The gym teacher knew there was no chance of the loser winning the next match. The takedown Bloom performed was too crisp. Those two could wrestle all day and Kegmeg would not win one match. The loss did nothing to Kegmeg's pompous attitude. He was sure he was going to win this time because instead of playing around he was just going to beat his victim as quickly as he could. Bill made the mistake of thinking that Martin used his best move and got lucky in the first match. The boy who was destined to win again only used the most basic move he needed to win. Martin knew never to show all your cards and only go for the win. The second time they were in the circle Martin did not offer the show of sportsmanship. This was because he respected his opponent decision of not having any gamesmanship. Bill read this wrong and saw him being treated with only the amount of respect he deserved as Martin freezing up. The second whistle blew and as the two boys were jockeying to find an opening in the other's defense. After a half of minyue Martin found one. He shot in and got behind Bill. The boy who was about to get pin again was not worried. He had 30 pounds on Martin and would just lower his center of gravity so he would make it impossible to be picked up for a takedown. That would have been a great plan if his reflexes were faster than Martin's. Before Bill could spread his stance he was up in the air and falling backwards. Martin was performing a German Suplex with a bridge. The second match was over just like the first one, with Bill looking up at the lights. Before the ungracious loser could demand a third match Mr Duvall said, "OK Bloom, I was nice enough to let Kegmeg change the stipulations, so you can also. We can either have open gym or everyone apologizes and runs laps. As Martin smiled and said, "Free gym," everyone in the audience let out a huge cheer. They knew that they were granted mercy, which they did not deserve. This unexpected act of leniency made the vast majority of them change their outlook on Martin. He was a stand up guy to them now. They saw him wearing a skirt as a statement he was making and him not being Martin the Mark. Bill misread his fellow students as bad as he did Martin. Bill saw his classmates as mocking Martin for not taking the spoils of victory. Only a mark would not rub in winning to people, who a couple minutes before were laughing at him. Even with losing both of the match so decisively, he wanted to make sure Martin knew who was the real man and Bill was sure his classmates would help. In Bill's eye Putting Martin back in his place was the correct course of action, the natural order needed to be restored. Making Martin the laughing stock would also help his ego which was more bruised than his shoulders were from the suplex. "Martina, that match was not fair. You had lady luck on your side. Even with you winning, it does not change the fact you wore a skirt to school today. No real man would wear a skirt." Then a voice came from the crowd, "If Martin is not a real man then what does that say about you. He open a can of whoop ass on you twice." Another voice said, "It was industrial size also." A third boy said, "Yeah you went down quicker than bad internet service Bill." Duncan said, "My dad wears a skirt when he plays the bagpipes. He is not only a real man, he is a real Scotsman." Bill said, "Duncan, that is a kilt your dad wears." Duncan said, "All kilts are skirts but not all skirts are kilts, Bill." Then from the peanut gallery "A real man would wear a skirt if it is the right thing to do. Martin was doing the right thing. It is not cool to get on someone for doing the right thing." "I would have wore a dress for this protest. I want to see the girls in their short skirts again." "Same here." "Let's do it tomorrow, for Paula." Before Martin could correct him someone else said, "It would be for all the girls who got suspended, not just her." The voice which said for Paula corrected himself. After a real protest about the unfairness of the dress code was coming to be, Ryan Axelson asked Martin "how did you throw around Bill like a rag doll?" Martin being modest said that he wrestled and hoped he was able to repeat as state champ in his new weight class. The hope was genuine because of how Martin talked about he was only able to win with the help of his teammates. That their pushing and giving him advice made him the best. That he wanted his new teammates to do the same and hope he could help them be their best.. Everyone other than the sore loser knew that was Martin making a peace offering. Instead Bill dwelled on that he never had a chance. He thought it was not right for Martin to even take the match. The boy who was trying to save face said, "The match was not fair. You should have never accepted it, Martin. I had no chance and you knew it." Before martin could say anything Ryan put Kegmeg in his place "Oh Bill, just accept that you lost. You were fine with the match when you thought you had the huge advantage. You took the match when you thought that you were a better wrestler than Martin. Plus you are taller and weigh more than him. Just face the fact, in your eyes Martin is more of a man than you." *********** The kids exiting gym class was a totally different scene than them entering. There was still much laughter, but instead of being aimed at Martin those sound of joy were shared with him. Martin felt good that he was making a connection with his new classmates. The best part of getting closer with them was it was a byproduct of from him just being himself. Duncan Campbell made sure to catch up with the new kid on their way out of gym. They had the same class next and wanted to spend some of his social capital in making sure that no one joked with Martin as they entered the class. This was the right course of action, Martin was a stand up guy and their fellow classmates needed to give him a chance. Some of the kids in class snickered some at Martin as he walked in. Not hearing any smart remarks was a pleasant surprise. Even with Martin should have expecting what happened next, Fred Dawson talking to him caught him off guard. He knew the wrestling match was the hot topic in all the classes which Martin's fellow gym students were in. All Fred said was that he was happy that someone put Bill in his place. One misconception that most of the cool kids had was that all the other kids looked up to them. They thought that the people of the same sex wanted to be like them and the opposite sex wanted to be with them. This was not true, with them having the biggest clique they just thought that they ruled the school. It was easy to come up on top when more people gang up on talking down another. Seeing themselves as the alpha males and females was easy when they never had real interaction with the other groups.The teachers most of the time giving them more of a benefit of a doubt than the others just reinforced that misguided notion. Fred knew this and the sad fact which came along with it. Most of the cool kids were now living in their best days. They will always be looking back for their glory instead of knowing the future would get better than the present. Knowing this fact gave the boy who was wise beyond his years comfort, but it still felt good to see one of them put in their place. ********** The cross-pollination of what happened in gym class between Bill and Martin was making Simon mad. The growth of people thinking that Martin was all right was putting a shadow over his fun. Less and less people were laughing about the prank. Some people were even telling him it was not cool. If not getting his desired result was not enough, people were talking about how Martin was standing up for all of the girls, not just his. If Simon was not going to get his jollies then what he did should at least put Paula in a good mood. His girlfriend's ego was like a kitten, it loved to be stroked. Simon liked to say "If Paula is in a good mood, then she made sure I'm in a good mood. If you know what I mean." Then he had to hear Bill complaining about getting pinned.To Simon his buddy was not only bitching, but acting like one. The Keg was putting the blame of losing the match on Simon, instead of who was to blame, Martin. This prank was not just about getting laughs, but also making sure the new kid knew his place. Martin's place was not where he ended during those matches, on top. Losing to Martin would not have been bad if it did not also come with a revelation. Bill was never going to be the captain of the wrestling team. He was counting on putting that accolade on his college applications. Being the captain was also a family tradition. Bill would be the first Kegmeg in three generations which would not hold that honor. He would miss out on reminiscing on that glory with his dad, granddad, uncles, cousins along with older and younger brothers. Losing that match also helped the Keg get into the right mindframe to come up with an idea to help Simon and him get their desire results. That mindset was revenge. Revenge led people to take extreme actions to end up on evening the score. At that moment the desire to have the social order back to where it should be made The Keg not think of the long term outcome of what he was going to suggest. The Keg told Simon to simply up the prank. Say that Martin was a little too excited when he heard about the boys wearing dresses. ************* The day was getting better for Martin. Each time he walked into a class, Martin was greeted with less jeers and more cheers. The kids who were showing their disapproval were quickly given the same looks by their fellow classmates. Martin showed he was one of the good guys. Him doing a solid by not making his gym class run laps and him being in a dress to show his solidarity with suspended girls solidified him as a stand up good guy to his classmates. Making The Keg learn some humility also helped put Martin in a good light. Lunch was after political science class. While in line, the lunch ladies voiced that approval of Martin's attire. The one who served him showed hers by making sure his portions were big. Then Martin walked into the lunchroom from the line. The crowd was so much more inviting than the one which greeted him in the school lobby. The room itself felt so much smaller than last week. The temperature along with welcome he got from the diners was warmer The lights and the fellow students' faces seemed brighter. The brightest light came from a red hair girl who was waving him over to join her group. Andre was there so Martin knew that must be Becky his younger sister. Becky was one of the other girls not named Paula who were suspended for what they wore. Before lunch those four girls who Martin stood up for went out of their way to find the knight in a pink skirt. They all wanted to thank him for defending the honor of the girls of the school. Only three who went was able to complete their quest of finding their champion. The fourth, Becky Patton, was not worried that Martin was her questing beast. Her brother texted her and said that Martin was going to have lunch with them. She now knew where he ate and would just thank him during lunch. Becky was happy that Martin was going to join them for reasons other than she got to show her gratitude. She thought the new kid in town was cute. His actions made her want to get to know Martin better. Being cute was nice in her book, but being a gentleman was what really made a boy noteworthy in her book. As soon as he sat down Becky introduced herself and gave a mentioned she had the same outfit. She hoped that Martin not only shared her taste in clothes but also shared her taste in wanting to get to know each other better. Andre never liked it when his kid sister flirted with someone in his presence, but this time it was not so bad. The guy she was showing interest in was worth her time. To show his new friend that Martin had Andre's blessing, the protective brother suggested that they both dress like a matching couple. The emphasis Andre put on the word couple was subtle enough to not make it sound like mocking yet strong enough to let Martin understand Andre was cool if his new friend pursued Becky.. Even with the whispers of tomorrow being the real protest of the school's dress code growing to murmur, Martin did not think it was going to happen. One day was not enough time for teenagers to organize what they were going to do tomorrow, yet alone a mass protest. ************** Simon was getting neither the desired primary or secondary results from the prank. There were no laughs at the expense of Martin and he did not learn his place in the schools hierarchy. In fact, the social standing of the butt of the joke was rising faster than his fellow students from their seat after the last bell of the day rang. The word in the halls was that Martin and Becky were a couple. They were seen coming out of first lunch together laughing and making lovey dovey looks towards each other.. Even with the main goal from the prank not occuring, the worst part was not getting one of the secondary goals. Paula's ego was not stroked. The new kid actually told her that he did this for all the girls who were suspended, not just her.. Instead of this prank making her feel special, she was treated like any other girl. Paula was not happy about that. He needed to make sure his main squeeze was happy. Simon had a saying about why he did not like Paula upset. "If Paula is in a bad mood, then she makes sure I'm in a bad mood. If you know what I mean." Simon could admit defeat. There was no real negative outcome from this which had a lasting effect on him. He standing with his friends did not diminish. Martin was no real threat to anyone's standing in his group. The new kid found another group to be in. In fact, some good was going to come out of this. The word from the teacher's lounge was that Principle Zarn was already talking about suspending implementing the dress code until the school board could update it. Still that little issue of Paula's ego. Simon's dad was on a business trip so there was no adult supervision when Paula came over after school today. If he wanted her to make him happy she needed to be happy. The Keg's idea would soothe Paula's hurt sense of self- importance by making Martin a subject of ridicule. If she thought that Martin wanted to fit in more with the girls then she would not be hurt that he did not find her more special than the others. Simon was holding court with his friends during second lunch. The time was right to enter phase two of the prank. Even with the plan being improv it would work. The Keg and Gordon would follow his lead and back up the story. The rest of the group would just fall in line. They would not question the validity of the story. "Dudes, I don't believe that Martin wore makeup. We only told him that the guys were wearing dresses to protest." The Keg knew his suggestion was given the greenlight. "Yeah he was giddy when we told him about the protest. We all know why now, right Gordon." There was one flaw in Simon's plan, Gordon. Gordon loved a good joke and making someone look like a fool. He did not like lying about people. The merry prankster knew if his fellow classmates believed the rumor that would hurt Martin in the long term. Laughing at someone for falling for a prank was one thing, laughing at someone by spreading lies was another. That was not honorable or acceptable to Gordon. "Simon you did say makeup and The Keg you were not even in school on Friday." "I was so there. We told him on Thursday. Are you calling me a liar?" Gordon knew The Keg was all bluster right now. There was no way he would take a chance of getting in any trouble. Getting in trouble at school meant getting in trouble at home. There was no way getting in a fight with a friend was worth the price The Keg's dad would make him pay for getting suspended. The senior Kegmeg was as strict as the rules of etiquette in Victorian England. "I am calling you both liars. We try to get one over on the new kid and he came out on top. Bill you are just butt hurt that he used your back to clean that mat twice, and you know he would do it each and every time you two wrestle each other. Simon, you just want Paula to not be sulking." Gordon broke a rule, never side with others against your own. The reason for this being part of the code was not falling in line broke the group's unity. Bickering and in fighting was a sign of weakness. Weakness was uncool and would lead to them falling in social standing issue "You are just trying to defend Martina's honor to get on her good side. You like her" Gordon might have broken a rule, but the rest of the table understood why. What Simon and The Keg were doing was out of bounds. Pranks on anyone beneath them was fair game; trying to destroy someone's reputation for no good reason was not. Frank Sanders was having none of it. "Simon, The Keg, so not cool what you two are doing. We are better than that. Martin came out looking good. So what? It changes nothing and you both are taking it personal. So not cool." Honest Ed Vachon remembered the reason behind kids follow the unspoken code. This little subgroup of the cool kids needed to stay together or else lose their social standing. "Come on Gordon, Frank, no need to be so serious. We all know they were just joking. What they said was never going to leave this table.Right guys?" Honest Ed knew Gordon and The keg were planning to spread that rumor. He lived up to why he had the ironic nickname by how the made the peace. Those two were as truthful as the Summer Solstice night was as long at the North Pole when they agreed with Honest Ed. *********** Principle Zarn knew that in any social setting information was power. This knowledge was why he had a huge information gathering system. The only thing which was more complex than the web of interconnection of his system was how Principle Zarn made the decision to use the information. Releasing information was also releasing power. Principle Zarn knew he had to use the information wisely before losing what he gained from having it. Now was one of the times which Principle Zarn had to show he was worthy to be one of the three kings who brought Jesus gifts. After hearing the gossip from the office and having it confirmed from multiple sources he knew that a little protest was brewing for tomorrow. More of the boys were going to flaunt the rules by wearing dresses. This disregard of the spirit of the rules got Principle Zarn worried. If this demonstration was manufacture like most which happened in high schools,he would know how to squash it. Following ideas from the outside meant the kids were acting like sheep and Principle Zarn would herd them away from doing so. Like he did with the walk out last year over gun violence. He had all the teachers remind the students in their homeroom and each class, that walking out of school without permission was a suspendable offense. This protest was different because it was organic. The dissent came from true disapproval within the student body. The idea behind the outcry had a life of its own and the students were standing up for what they believed. Principle Zarn could not use some of the influencers to get a change in the public opinion. The students were not being sheep and those kids agreed with the protest. Thinking about the essence of the protest made Principle Zarn know there was only one way to get the desired results he wanted. If he had more time he would not have to use the drastic measure, but knew there was no other choice. He got on the PA system and called for a school wide assembly for the last period. Now all he could do was wait until he had the meeting with his students and hoped that what he was planning to do was the right choice. ************** Simon and the Keg did not care about Gordon and Frank's disapproval of the little rumor which they were adding to the prank. Those two were only going to have some fun at Martin's expense. Their friends would get over not being happy with them going forward with their plans. That was part of being in a close knit group. Plus doing so in front of Gordon,the member of their group who objected the most, would also put the dissenter in his place. Gordon needed to know his role of supporting his friends, not making decisions for the group. Adding to the prank was not about just getting some laughs from a boy in a dress. Those two did not like Martin and wanted others to share their opinion of the the new kid. Simon was going to make sure that Martin got what he deserved for being disrespectful to his girl. The Keg wanted people to forget that Martin owned him on the mat. On their way out of lunch those three bumped into Keith Entwistle. He was a gossipmonger and the best way to get Simon and the Keg's lie about Martin around the school as quickly as possible. As Simon casually told Keith the lie about Martin being happy about wearing makeup, Gordon spoke up and told the truth. This was one of the moments in their life which helped define who they would be as a person. In telling the lie Simon and The Keg made the choice of remaining boys. Gordon made the choice of becoming a man. He knew standing up for the new kid would make friction between him and his friends. Gordon also knew that not standing up for the new kid would make friction within himself. He had to live with himself and at that moment really did not care if those two were part of his life anymore. The laugh which came from Keith was all that Simon and The Keg needed to hear to know that their plan was foiled by a so called friend. The school's cryer was going to spread the truth about how petty those two were to any and all who were in ear range. Those two felt betrayed and literally turned their back on the so called friend who figuratively turned his back on them as they walked away to leave him behind. In reality Gordon left those two behind in their arrested development and was on his journey of becoming who he always was. *********** As the afternoon went on the student body was paying less and less attention to how cute Martin looked. By dressing like a girl, the new kid was able to show people he was a man. They saw past the clothes and saw the person. The kids looked past the skirt and saw the young man. What was first seen as a fashion statement was now seen as a social justice statement. Taking this stance on what Martin thought was right made him one of the de facto leaders of tomorrow's protest. Some of the boys who were going to join in and become brothers in skirts with Martin came up to him to ask questions. Should they wear makeup? Was it fine if their outfit still fit the dress code for girls. Should all the boys try to wear the same outfit? Did they have to shave their legs? Would the boys keep on wearing dresses until the dress code was changed? All these questions were answered the same way by Martin. The boys who were joining in the protest was told to do what they thought was right. Martin had no authority over them and did not want it. His desire was to right the wrong.Wanting results instead of power was exactly why his fellow students were looking for the new kid's leadership. Martin was a natural leader. People who wanted leadership for the power which came with it would be willing to change their stance to keep the power. Martin was not. He was doing what was right because it was right. ************* The last period came and all the students filled into the assembly hall. Most of the kids went to sit with their friends. Gordon went to join his crew and he was not welcome. None of them got up to let him slide past them. The boy who was left out in the cold got offered a warm place to go when Tyree Kolb waved him over. Tyree's part of the cool kid network was higher up than the station Gordon was in before. The gesture of Tyree showed to Honest Ed, and the rest who backed Simon and the Keg they took the wrong side. Johnny Mulligan was one of the few kids who did not go find his friends. They were too far in the back of the hall and he wanted to sit front and centered for this assembly. He knew what Principle Zarn would have to say was about tomorrow's protest and that was more important than being with his friends. Even with being a model student, Johnny never anticipated going to school like he did tomorrow. Johnny was going to use the protest to finally fulfill his fantasy of dressing like a teenage girl. When the message of trying to stop the protest came, Johnny was going to speak out. There was no way Johnny was going to let Principle Zarn try to scare his fellow classmates from not going through with their plans. As the student filled in the assembly hall,Principle Zarn stood at the side of the stage waiting for his audience to be settled. He would always interact face to face with the student body from this stage. Talking to his students from the podium from this stage reinforced he was the authority figure of the school. The space between the audience and the speaker also made the interactions one way. Principle Zarn never wanted to have an open discussion with his students about any of his announcements and would have much rather just use the PA system to give out the information. There would be no chance they could talk back, "Good afternoon students. As many of you heard a few of the boys are planning to disrupt school tomorrow by pulling a prank of wear dresses. They claim this joke is a protest about the school's dress code. This will not be happening. I am going to suspend enforcement of the dress code until the school board and superintendent can make one which fits the time and is fair. That is all, return to your classes." Before the students could start to disperse Johnny stood up and screamed the question "What will be the new dress code?" He knew that Principle Zarn gave in too easily. This new dress code was not going be one which was fair. Also, there was no way that Principle Zarn was going to deny Johnny of dressing how he always dreamt. "It will be one which is fair and treats everyone equally." Johnny was not going to back down. "So you will just change the boy's dress code to be the same as the girls." "I don't make the dress code, but I will do my best to make it fair and equal." "Will you have it fit the times?" "Johnny there will be no more questions. I covered everything I wanted to. Now everyone,get back to class." Johnny was as smart as Idris Elba dressed so the other kids took his concerns seriously. A couple more of them shouted out to confirm they wanted this question answered. Johnny's support made him feel good about tomorrow going as planned. Principle Zarn knew he lost control of the student body. There was no way to get it back at that moment. The only course of action was to end any attempt of his students interacting with him. Before he walked away from the podium Principle Zarn, "I said that was all and no more questions. Now, go back to class. You were dismissed." Johnny knew Principle Zarn was losing control of the situation. The boy was so close to living out his dream. He was not going to back down. "Fine Principle Zarn the protest is still on." Before Principle Zarn left the stage he heard more of the crowd join in supporting Johnny. The last thing he wanted was that protest. The local media would cover it and them being liberal meant only bad press. The coverage would focus on students' rights instead of them should be following the rules. Principle Zarn walked back to podium to get back control and said. "Fine, the student body will have representation in the drafting of the new dress code. " Martin Bloom saw the best in people until they proved him wrong. That was how he ended up in his outfit. Earlier today, the principle of the school revealed who he was to the boy in the dress. The smile on the face of the man at the podium just confirmed the offer was not a good one. He knew what was just said was only to placate the students. Somehow the students would have no power in the process of making the dress code. He join in the lively debate and said, "It will be the five girls who were suspended." Those five girls stood up to voice their agreement with Martin's stipulation.They felt empowered by one of their fellow students demanding they were the ones who were the voice of the student body. Martin trying to make sure Paula got a say to right a wrong which was done to her her changed her mood when she stood up with conviction. How fiesty and assertive Paula was told Simon she was in a good mood. That meant he was going to get some after school today. Like he told his friends, if Paula was in a good mood she made sure he was in a good mood, if you knew what Simon meant. There was only one course of action for Principle Zarn to take, retreat. He knew the longer he let this students have a say the less power he would have over the new dress code. He needed to cut his losses. "Fine, the five girls will be part of the dress code committee. Now everyone go back to class or it is a school wide Saturday detention." As the kids left the assembly hall only a couple of them were disappointed in their victory. A few of a girls so wanted to see the guys have to put up with having to wear heels, skirts and dresses. Even fewer of the guys were saddened that they lost this great opportunity to wear a skirt or a dress. Out of these disappointed people only Johnny Mulligan was the only one who face showed it. He knew how he pushed the issue too far and was the cause of the student's victory and his personal defeat. The only person who saw the pain in Johnny's face was Ian Sumner. That pain was the same pain as what was in Ian's heart. He was one of those few boys who were in Johnny's camp. The only reason Ian's face did not match Johnny's was he was not going to let the protest being cancelled not let him experiment with dressing. Ian wanted Johnny to dress with him. That boy fought for the chance of them to live their dreams, so he should be able to do so. Ian caught up to Johnny. "That was great how you stood up for the girls." Johnny gave the one word reply of thanks. He wanted to be left alone, being so close to living out a dream and losing it was hurting too much. "Why don't you come over to my house after school this Friday? " "Why?" "You seemed almost as determine to join the protest as I was. I just think that we might have a shared interest. No one else will be there, so we can talk more about it.." Ian's last statement was as close as he would come to admitting he was a crossdresser in public. Johnny was smart enough to read between the lines of what Ian was saying.Johnny was also smart enough to know that took real strength for Ian. Now it was Johnny turn to see if had the same strength as Ian. The sadness left Johnny's face and heart as soon as he realized he was going to take up Ian's invite. They might only talk about being in a dress, but that was good enough for Johnny. Now Johnny knew he was not alone in that desire. Even with it being a fact that some men wanted to wear dresses, Johnny felt alone until right then. He could share his feeling and not be judged. "That would be great." Andre and Martin were walking out together. Not wanting to impose on his new friend, Martin mentioned that with no protest he would just take the bus. Becky caught up with her brother and the boy she had a crush on and was not having Martin not in their car tomorrow morning . She was going to spend as much time with Martin as she could. She interjected "Martin we would love to give you a ride. Come on and we could still walk in as a couple if you liked. I mean if you want to be a couple." Becky being so straightforward made Martin blush so intense that it could be seen through the foundation he was wearing. He quickly agreed, he liked the spunk Becky had. As he was walking out of the assembly Martin thought about how easy it was to fit in when a person is patient and true to themselves. To Martin finding where he belong was as easy like Sunday morning.

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