Thirteen Years old
Conner was terrified! He didn't know what was going on with his body and it scared him, but also embarrassed him. His voice kept going all squeaky or deep and he was growing hair he really shouldn't be. Or so he thought. He also kept waking up with his gentles pointing skyward. This hadn't even happened when he had been sixteen the first time and it was frightening him. Finally he decided to talk to someone about it. But he didn't know who! His Dad was too flustered about these sorts of things, his mom was a woman so she was ruled out and his Papa was too serious to ask so he knew he had to ask one of his brothers. Dick had enough problems to deal with so he ruled him out, Terry was too young, Damian was scary so he was ruled out, Jason would probably make fun of him so he was ruled out. Aaron was away on a mission so he couldn't ask him so that just left Tim. So with his mind made up Conner walked slowly to Tim's room where the eighteen year old was typing away something on his computer when Conner slowly pushed the door open as he knocked. Tim looked up and smiled when he saw him monitoring for him to come in. 'What's up Kon?' he asked as he set his laptop aside and watched as the thirteen year old fidgeted with his hands and shifted from foot to foot in an embarrassed kind of way as he avoided looking at Tim.
'Erm. . . well I. . . Ithinksomethingmaybewrongwithme!' Conner said in a rush his face flaming bright red.
'Whoa slow down Kon I couldn't understand anything you just said,' Tim soothed and Conner nodded taking a deep breath and trying again.
'I think there might be something wrong with me,' he whispered.
'What do you mean?' Tim asked patting the side of the bed in concern and Conner took a seat still not looking at Tim.
'Well my voice keeps changing and I'm growing hair in strange places and. . . my penis keep getting hard!' he whispered the last part so quietly that Tim had to strain his ears to hear him and when he did his own face flamed red.
'Trust me Kon there is nothing wrong with you,' Tim stuttered.
'There's not?' Conner asked looking up and Tim in hope.
'No. Your just going through puberty. Everyone around your age goes through it,' Tim explained his face as red as a tomato.
'Oh. But what is it?' Conner asked still confused and Tim cleared his throat before getting up and going over to his bookshelf and grabbed something off of it.
'Here. Dick got me this when I was fifteen and started going through puberty myself,' Tim said handing Conner a book that read "Puberty for Dummies". 'It should answer most of your questions. But if you have any more you can ask me,' Tim said.
'Thanks Tim,' Conner smiled knowing he could count on that promise before walking off to his room to read the book so that he could put his fears to rest. . . or so he hoped.