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Chapter 4 by AverageReader45

What happens when you get there?

The secretary lets you in

The old and ornery secretary, Lorretta, waves you into the principal's office as soon as you arrive. No pleasantries whatsoever but that's nothing new from her. You cautiously open the door and peek your head in.

Principal Mike Greust is on the phone but sees you and gestures for you to sit down. You do so and wait while he wraps it up. You pick up that he's talking to the superintendent and then catch something at the end.

"Yes actually the addendum to the program, the recipient, is here now. Yeah I'm about to give him it...No I'll make sure the program is a resounding success, don't you worry," Mike nods several times to himself as much as the superintendent and then hangs up.

"How are you doing son?" Mike asks. He doesn't wait for a reply. "Now I know you've been in this program a while but I hear you've been having trouble making friends. It's hard to be in the spot you're in, no guy friends to shoot the shit with, just girls with their hormones talking about dolls or whatever."

He pauses for the chuckle that comes from you. It's a little corny but the sexist joke is appreciated mostly because it feels like two dudes hanging out, something you've sorely missed since coming to this school. You mumble an affirmative.

"This program to open up our school well, John, I'm not going to beat around the bush. It's important. We get this school opened up then our funding increases by at least 50%. I know that might not sound like much to you, but that opens possibilities. Better equipment, greater programs, heck even maybe some higher salaries for the staff," he says with a wink. "But for us to be able to sell this we really need to be able to report positive experiences here for the male students. It's still seen as an all girls school and we need to change that, and that change starts with you." He points at you for emphasis.

"I've tried Principal Greust, it's just all the girls have formed their little cliques and don't want a guy around to ruin them. I mostly get rude looks and maybe one or two nice interactions a week. It's been isolating," you admit.

Mike smiles broadly, "and that, my boy, is why you're here now. We thought up a solution."

What's the solution?

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