Sam and Natasha reached the cafeteria about forty minutes before it closed, besides the lunch lady, there were three stragglers who were finishing up their food, and Rebecca, who was sitting at a table, writing on her phone, as she waited. The two geniuses got their food and sat down with her. She did not notice them in the slightest. It wasn't until the boy placed a hand on her shoulder did she react with a startled jump, before seeing who was there and greeted her friends with a flash of a smile, before returning to her phone. "I'm almost done with this part of the story," she explained. The other two started eating their dinner, knowing better than to come between her and her writing. After eight minutes she looked up at them. "Did you get the texts we sent about our vehicles?" she asked.

"Yeah, but I have some questions," stated Sam.

"That's why I'm still here!" the writer exclaimed. "I thought you might have some questions so I decided to wait for you, also Sam, I haven't seen you all day!"

Rebecca went into detail over what everyone said that they wanted their vehicles to look like.

"I have a question for two of these designs, yours and Diana's," Natasha began as they left the closing cafeteria, "how exactly are you supposed to steer them?" she continued as the three of them walked to the coders' room.

Once there the couple sat on Sam's bed, the girl lay her head on his lap, ignoring the fact that there was another person in the room, who was sitting on the bed across from them. They both were used to Rebecca's behavior at this point to even verbally express it; despite the fact that it still made Natasha a little uncomfortable. Rebecca was bad at reading body language. Sam just loved having physical affection too much to do anything to stop it, despite being able to read her nonverbal cues. "We didn't talk about that..." she trailed off, "but you can make it so we control them by shifting around our weight! she exclaimed, happy with her solution.

"I think we can do that," Natasha spoke after a moment of thought, "It's just going to take quite some time to code each vehicle to look the way you guys want," Sam let out a sigh, thinking about the amount of work they have ahead of them.

"The Super Computer's really smart, think that you can give it a 3d file it can scan it and give you the code?" Rebecca asked from the comfort of Sam's lap while absentmindedly looking at the ceiling.

"I believe so, when I was looking at the computer files I noticed that the avatars were stored in STL files, this will save us a ridiculous amount of time! we can have Diana make them. Thank you, Rebecca!" Natasha explained, thanking the out of the box thinker.

"Good job 'Becca," Sam, whispered patting her on the head. "I'll text Diana, telling her to make those models as soon as she can. Then we can start coding."

He took out his phone to do that but was interrupted by his girlfriend. "Tell her she can tell her friends that she's just helping make sprites for a game your making," she supplied the always important lie for her to tell her other friends. The rest of the group didn't particularly like those girls, and they didn't particularly like any of the girls in that room, but Diana was insistent on having a big social life, so everyone let her hang out with them a lot.

"It's getting close to curfew, I think I'm going to take a quick shower, you should too Sam, it's been a few days, it's getting kinda gross.

"I know I just don't feel comfortable in girl's showers, it feels wrong for me to be there," he explained.

"It's usually pretty empty at this time of night, and you never had this problem before you came out," she encouraged him.

"When I assumed I was a girl, I felt like I fit in, now I feel like I'm peeping into a place where I don't belong," he explained, "there's a lot of things that feel wrong now that I know I'm a boy, but you are right, I should shower."

AN

I'm telling you a few of the problems that Sam has being trans at a boarding school, more examples will be given at later points in the story. This is written by a trans person, so I know what I'm talking about. I hope you enjoyed!
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