Author's Note: Before you read this story, let me give you a few warnings.

This story is AU, with new characters, and some of the regular characters being OOC. This is just my idea of what could have happened if Adam tried to completely hide under the radar and passed. Also, in this fiction everyone is in the grade that was presented in Degrassi, this past season. So Adam and Clare are juniors, Eli is a senior, Fiona is a senior, Campbell is a sophomore (yes, he's alive!), etc.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi, or any Degrassi characters referenced or used.

"I can't see that I got red hands, I'm colorblind singing
Don't put the blame on me, child, the damn thing gone wild
Never wanted to be fooling you, can't believe I was ruining you
(Is that what you really want?)"

Adam was by his locker, like usual. He always waited for the students to leave before getting his stuff together. He felt more comfortable that way.

Plus, he was able to inspect himself in his small locker mirror without getting strange looks.

Being a stealth transgender guy was pretty hard. His morning and afternoon inspections had helped him pass better several times during his time at Degrassi though.

Thankfully the uniforms had been discarded so he was allowed to wear his baggy clothes again. It also made it easier to purposely go under the radar.

Suddenly he heard a yell echo through the hall, ripping him away from his musings.

"Hey, nerd!"

Adam looked to where the voice was coming from and sighed. It was Fitz again, chasing down some random kid that unfortunately crossed paths with the bully.

"What, you're not gonna talk? That's not nice. " Fitz taunted as the small looking freshman walked faster, seemingly trying to get away from the unavoidable.

Fitz quickly sped up and wrapped his arm around the freshman, immediately bringing him into a headlock. A strangled yelp came out of the freshman as he tried to push Fitz away to no avail.

Adam wished he could tell the kid to let it happen, that the more you fight the worse it would be. But he couldn't. He had put too much effort into being invisible to let Fitz and this new guy get in the way. So he kept his mouth shut and watched.

For a moment the freshman actually got out of the headlock by stomping on Fitz's foot but as quickly as he got out, he was brought back in.

"Is that all you got, retard?" Fitz laughed out.

Adam closed his eyes. He could never bring himself to watch this part. It was already hard enough to sit still.

He heard a gasp of pain and a crash against the lockers. It was only the beginning though. For the next few minutes Adam heard crash after crash as Fitz shoved the freshman onto the lockers. He knew it was about done when the crashing stopped and the whimpers started getting more frequent. Fitz always finished it by leaving his chosen victim on the ground after a generous kick in the sides or punch in the face.

When he heard footsteps and the sound of a door being opened and closed, Adam opened his eyes and got up.

Adam walked over to the freshman, who was cornered into the wall, clutching his stomach.

Because he didn't want to waste time, Adam immediately asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

Surprised at Adam's sudden appearance, the boy flinched and didn't meet his eyes.

Adam sighed. How much time was this going to take?

Patiently he kneeled down and repeated, "What's your name?"

"E-evan Richards."

It took a few moments before the boy looked up but when he finally did, Adam was shocked. The kid's dirty blonde hair hid most of the developing bruises on the side of his face, but they were still very noticeable on his pale skin. Luckily Adam had a nice poker face, which he instantly put up to not frighten the kid even further. He probably would need to treat him like a scared animal; he was acting exactly like one.

After clearing his throat Adam said in soft voice, "It's okay, Evan. I know it hurts right now, but you're going to be fine. Let's go take you to the nurse, alright?"

Evan nodded hesitantly and Adam helped him up slowly. He let Evan lean on him for support, although it was tough to hold the extra weight. It was times like this that made him hate his biologically female body even more than usual. He was so weak.

As they continued to walk down the hall, Adam recalled the times he spent at his cousin's ranch. He learned a lot about dealing with animals there. One of the main things was when an animal was hurt, it comforted them to be talked to soothingly. That's how Adam knew it would help the most if he tried to talk to Evan about light, unimportant things so he wouldn't focus on the pain and gloominess of the situation at hand.

"So, my name is Adam. " He said, introducing himself, "I'm a junior here. You're a freshman, right?"

Evan nodded, but otherwise didn't interact.

"I figured since I hadn't seen you around." Adam said, continuing the mainly one sided conversation.

Only a grunt for a response.

"Don't worry, man. It'll get better. It's only the beginning of the year."

As soon as he said it, he realized his mistake. First, he bullshitted about it getting better and even worse, acknowledged what just happened.

Great, Adam thought to himself, mentally wincing. Rule number one was always keep the mood light and he single-handedly screwed that up badly.

Adam knew he wasn't just overreacting either because almost as soon as he started talking, Evan clenched his eyes shut and tensed up even more.

Adam stopped talking after that, afraid to put his foot in his mouth again while also getting frustrated about how he cared about Evan's reaction and how he was feeling. Frankly Adam could have just left him there to get up by himself so he was doing a lot more than necessary.

Soon they reached the clinic and thankfully a nurse was still there, although it looked like she was about to leave.

Instead of knocking on the door, Adam just barged in with Evan alongside him which immediately caught the nurse's attention.

"He needs some help, ma'am." Adam stated curtly.

Before she had the chance to ask him what happened, he quickly walked out through the door but not before hearing Evan mutter, "Thanks."

This time Adam was the one who didn't verbally answer and instead nodded, not breaking his stride.

The moment he left he started chastising himself for butting in. Evan would've eventually got help, with or without him. Why did he have to step in? Now the nurse might say something and he could possibly be watched over more, which is exactly the opposite of what he wanted.

He could NOT gather attention. It would ruin all his plans.

As he continued to mentally beat himself up while walking down the hallway to his locker, something or more like someone, shoved his shoulders out of the blue.

"What the fuck?" Adam immediately asked. He looked to the person with the offending hands and realized they belonged to a girl, right around his height, with brown curly hair and blazing blue eyes.

She was obviously pissed off. He had no idea what triggered it though. He didn't even know her.

"What's wrong with you!" She screamed at him. For some reason, that made him furious.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong you! I'm not the one who randomly shoves guys in the hallway." Although his word automatically made her turn pink, she still looked super angry and had no qualms about speaking her mind.

"I saw you! All you did was watch! You just let that poor guy get beat up. You're sick!"

Before continuing, Adam looked around to make sure no one was near them. "I'm sick? If you know I didn't do anything, that means you didn't do anything either! What does that make you?"

That made her suddenly shut up but he was so riled up, he continued.
"And I'll have you know, I took him to the clinic and helped him out, unlike you. Now leave me the hell alone."

With that being said, he rushed out in the direction of the football field, knowing his brother's practice was about to end soon.

As he walked out, he could still feel the angry glares aimed at the back of his head.

Can you guess who the person angry at Adam was? What do you think will happen next? Leave your thoughts and opinions in a review!

- S.