<b>Re: Miss Joy's Special Class (open)</b><br/><br/>Millis sat quietly in his own seat at the very front row of the class. His eyes were peering down deep into a small journal he kept. Inside, were his most precious and secretive thoughts which he dared not share with anyone. The boy was so small compared to some of the other males in his class. He stood only 5â4â and his slender body practically screamed to others his feminine nature. Although having a long ponytail of dyed pink hair probably wasnât helping him either.<br/><br/>His red eyes wandered up to look around at his classroom. He didnât know any of these faces. It was a rather quick sweep of the room, but he remembered the faces well. That girl behind him with the glasses was really cuteâ¦ Sure he thought that but he would never get past that step in the process. Instead he would just sit there in his seat, writing in his diary about how smooth and creamy her complexion was, and how beautiful she was in his own adolescent eyes.<br/><br/>Even though he was now in high school, Millis still found himself too shy to talk with girls. That step of puberty still wasnât here. The attraction was, that wasnât a concern, but actually building up the courage to talk with them was something he needed much practice in. He had heard that the teacher of this class was also very attractive. This also worried him, and he hoped indeed that he would be able to at least speak and attend class regularly without any trouble.