It was a Saturday in the early part of December and the eight soon-to-be-players were stuck at school, of course not by choice, but because detention always claimed its victims. Mr. Brown, one of the school's science teachers, led the group of seniors to the Study Hall, a windowless room where the were to serve their time like inmates. What none of them knew...
You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...
It was my second semester that I met Joshua, or rather, Professor Wood. Yes, his name was Professor Wood. Professor Wood was a great teacher, teaching an interesting American Studies class at night. I remember going to his classes Thursday nights at 7pm, getting out at 9:30pm and being ready to burst out of his classroom and go drink and party with my friend...