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Thomas shifted slightly and looked at the clock for the fourth time, his stomach feeling a bit unusual though he supposed that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling for the past few days. A few of the girls casted knowing looks at each other and more than one had given him some chocolate on the way out. Thomas had made sure to thank them as he placed it on the desk in front of him but now, as he slipped one into his mouth, he wondered if perhaps he should go to the school nurse for a check up. It wasn't all that burning or discomforting but it was painful and more than a few times during the day he felt both cramped and bloated. Was it something he had eaten? That couldn't have been it.

Deciding that he would check in with Adams after the bell rang, he managed to shift in his chair to where it was a comfortable as he could make it and then turned his attention to the papers in front of him. After a few more moments of fidgeting and wincing slightly, he looked back up at the class, a few girls were smiling at him supportively and, after the bell rang, they came by and wished him a better afternoon. One of them, Rebecca, pulled out some M&Ms and handed him a small packet with a nod and wink before slipping out to join her friends.

With the final ones out, he turned and pulled out his phone and sent a text to Adams. A few moments later, Adams sent a reply saying he was on his way. Thomas blinked a few times as the pain ebbed and flowed near his stomach, the lower part of it anyway, and he shuddered a little at the way his breasts were more than a bit tender (he had opted for additional padding to help, they did a little). Trying to take his mind off the issues plaguing his body, he turned and looked at the questionnaire sitting on the side of the table next to his purse and, with a few more minutes to wait before Adams made it from his room across the building, he pulled it closer to him.

15.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU USE PADS OR TAMPONS?

Thomas blinked at the question, thinking it was rather a personal question to be asking, but given the discomfort he was experiencing, well, Thomas was not in a position to be argumentative. Still, the idea of tampons or pads? He shrugged and after taking a deep breath, pushed it aside for now. Adams knocked on the door and came in. It didn't even need to be said as he came over and quickly handed him a few small tablets which he downed with some water. "Feel better?"

"A little..." he winced, feeling it still bothering him, though the pain seemed to be migrating a bit lower on his body. "This isn't easy to deal with..."

"Never is. I'm just lucky I caught it in time." Adams sat down next to his friend and brushed his blonde hair over the ear and smiled as Thomas nodded his thanks and then rested his head on the table. "You know, Brad made one of his little jokes about 'time of the month'."

"No shit?"

Adams nodded and laughed a little. "Left him all blue-balled. The guy's been at my beck and call ever since."

Thomas laughed a little. "Serves him right." He paused and smiled. "Thanks, I feel a bit better now."

Adams nodded and looked at the questionnaire in front of him. "Pads or Tampons? Which would you choose?" He looked at his friend with a wink. "I know which one I'd choose."

Thomas laughed him off as the bell rang. "I'll message you later?"

"Sure, let me know if you need anything else." With that, as the last of the students came into the room, Thomas paused as he took a short breath and handed out the assignments. After a few more moments, he turned and sat back down and looked at the paperwork again. Pads would be more convenient...I'd use pads more, though I'm not adverse to tampons if I have to. With a smile, he placed the pen back down and continued working through the day. By the end of it, he picked up his purse and was glad that there were a few pads in there, though he remembered that he had a spare tampon in the glove compartment, just in case.

"Lucky..." he sighed before pulling his bag up and walked out to the office, taking notice of a few parents coming in, obviously for the PTSA meeting. Richard looked up from his desk as Thomas passed by and he just smiled and nodded, Thomas grinned and returned the nod before heading towards the teacher's lounge. Richard was a nice guy, a new teaching assistant, and he was already quite popular with some of the girls, though he wondered often whether it was appropriate for 17 year-olds to be hanging onto a 21 year-old.

He asked that as the two of them walked out of the school and Adams merely shrugged his shoulders. "They have to start somewhere, right?"

He nodded at that before waving to his friend and slipped into his car.

16.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WHAT TYPE OF SHIRT WOULD YOU BE WEARING RIGHT NOW?