Pants sucks. They don’t make guy’s pants in my size. When I’m alone I have to wear girl’s pants. Of course the school uniform here is strict. I have to wear guy’s pants. Plus, there is not girls pants. They are all skirts. So. My pants are very tight and reveal everything. It sucks.

This class was the last class of the day. Magic class! It’s basically a free period to work on magic.

I sat in the back...well, sat beside the chair, not wanting to get stuck. I was drawing many things on paper. It made me a truly happy boy. I wasn’t very good at my paint magic yet, but I’d learn!

I could see the spectacle of objects floating and flames erupting from other students, you know, all of them showing off and such. I sat in my little Ally corner, hoping no one would interrupt.

I sat there doodling before the light of my Ally corner turned dim. A great shadow was cast into my realm as I looked up.

Mix was up there with a smile. She flipped her long flowing blue hair and smiled.

“So? What’s your magic?” She asked. I paused. She had engaged in a conversation. Not only that! She had taken notice of me without drawing attention to my behind. This was unprecedented!

I looked up and sweat a bit as I awkwardly grabbed my papers and shoved it to her face. She looked confused so I decided to Clarify.

“Uh-Uh well…. I draw things and they come to life! And such!” I remarked sweating bullets.

She sits down at my desk and nodded in a movement of understanding.

“Oh. That’s pretty neat.” She laughed. I paused. Someone considered me beat! This was a good day after all!

I forced an awkward smile as I stood up, my hips swaying a bit.

“Uh...what’s your magic?” I asked with a smile upon my face. She sat up and winked.

“Hair magic.” She replied.

Her hair shrank up all the way to her shoulders. I watched amazed. I clapped my hands as she brushed it and posed dramatically.

“Oh that’s cool!” I replied. She turned and looked at me.

“Yeah I know.” She said with confidence. Her hair overflowed into her previous hair state. She looked at me with expectancy. I shook a bit wondering why she was so silent and just looking at me.

“Well? Aren’t you gonna show me your magic? It’s only natural since I showed you mine.” Mix announced. I jumped and nodded.

“Uh Sorry! Yeah I’ll do that…!” I yelled.

I quickly grabbed a pencil and some paper from my desk. I turned around into the wall that interconnected with the Ally corner. I slammed a paper against the wall and held it with one hand. I twirled the pencil and started drawing.

I could almost feel her eyes burn against my rump. She was staring. I blushed and tried to focus. I was drawing an apple. Simple object to draw! Once I sketched it, it'd appear in real life. It’s as simple as that. I carefully drew hoping to impress her.

RIP.

Oh no. What was that. I stood still. A chill ran down my spine. I felt a breeze.

A hole had ripped at the back of my pants. A big one.

“Is that pink underwear? How manly.” Mix snickered. My cheeks went pale as my eyes went wide.

I whipped around and squished my massive rear to the wall.

“No it’s not!!!!” I yelled, clearly lying. Mix laughed and smiled.

“Aww! They’re so cute! Though I don’t think they fit.” She teased. I squirmed wanting to die. For once someone wanted to talk to me about something other than my rump and of course I had ruined it.

“”They! Fit! They’re not cute! I’m manly!” I shouted. Luckily the bell rang.

“Gotta go bye!!!”

I ran past her, my hands trying to cover the hole, failing viciously.

I ran into the washroom and sighed. I was gonna wait here until everyone left school, then travel home.

I hid in a stall and sighed.

“Why’d I wear pink today….?”