My first SoR fic so go easy. Flames are allowed as long as they are semi-nice and give me ways to do better. So far, there will be some slight slash, my first "real slash" so go easy on me. This is a original idea and the "twist" is coming in a few more chappies so read up!

Disclaimer: Do I look like Richard Linkletter? NO, so there for I don't own the SoR. I do own my crazy gym teachers and Freddy's toned chest.

I typed in "help for homosexual teen boys" in my search bar on my computer screen.

I was pretty sure, that I, Freddy Jones, was gay and that I liked Zack Mooneyham. It all started in gym class today...

FLASHBACK

''Today we are going to be starting the wonderful unit of square dancing!", my gym teacher, Ms. Crayfish announced to all of us kids who were sitting cross-legged on the gym floor. Groans of dread echoed the large gymnasium.

Mr. Marton, the assistant gym teacher, yelled, "Pick a partner!", his voice booming.

Everyone else seemed to be able to pick a partner they seemed happy with. Tomika and Lawrence, Michelle and Billy, Marta and Leonard, Angelo and Alica, Gordon and Eleni and Marco and Katie. Katie really wanted to my partner, she told me she did at lunch, but Marco had a crush on her and asked her. Katie probably didn't want to hurt his feelings. Summer, on the other hand, was stuck dancing with Mr. Marton. Little did she know that he loved to grab the girls asses but always said his hand slipped while doing a promenade. That left me and Zack... as partners. I was nervous, but Zack's face looked red. He was probably just nervous like me.

Our first dance called out a promenade and a Alabama left. I led Zack around the square holding his hands in back of him, (Zack was the "girl") which made me have a strange feeling. His hands were so warm, and so soft and gentle. While I was savoring this strange feeling, he let go and I was to spin while holding hands with Summer, my corner. She looked incredibly happy to be away from Mr. Marton for a while, but I didn't feel a thing and I was glad to be back with Zack after the Alabama left. Next we had to put our arms around each others shoulders and sidestepped around in a circle. Zack's hair was long enough it was touching my skin. It had grown a lot over the summer. It was the first day of 6th grade, last year Dewy was our "substitute" and everyone has changed. Hell! Even I've changed. My voice had changed and is a lot deeper and I was now about 5'6. By body had become more toned and I had more muscle. Zack's hair had grown longer as well as his height. He is now about two inches shorter that me! But he is still on the boney side and his voice is just beginning to go through the change. I liked the felling of his silky hair against my skin, but why? Wasn't I supposed to like girls?

The rest of the dance was a whirlwind of fast, fluid movements and I forgot about my new feeling, but just for a little while. By the time the dance was over it was time to go back into the locker room and change. And when that was announced my heart skipped a beat. Before gym, I had changed in the adjoining bathroom but now I decided to change in the locker room to show of my body that I had toned while surfing in California this summer, and to see Zack.

I lifted up my grey shirt that used to be my Dads in his bachelor days while Zack took off his. To my surprise, Zack began staring at my chest. 'You just imagined it!', I thought to myself. I looked at Zack, who was beginning to get toned on his stomach and chest, too. Zack noticed me staring and walked into the bathroom to finish changing.

'Smooth!', I thought to my self as I watched him walk off, 'You just blew you big chance to have a start a relationship with him and now he thinks your wierd. But then I brought myself back to reality. There was no way Zack was gay, so how could there be any chance of a relationship to start with? I put of the rest of my clothes and headed out into the 6th grade hall of Horace Green Prep School...

END OF FLASHBACK

I clicked on the first on the list of web sites the search engine had shown me. The page was a chat hotline were you could talk privately to a "counselor" about being homosexual. I typed in my username, spazzymcgee da drummer and began chatting with Counselor #242...

Those we my REAL gym teachers lol. The scenario is likely, I've been through it. After 2 reviews Ill try to update. If you review Ill give you a jolly rancher!