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Noah locked the door behind him. "Ms. Jennings told me that the boys' had got detention as punishment. I can't believe that they'll get away that easy." he muttered and sat down on the bed. Even if this wasn't about him - he still felt the same anger as Alex should feel.

When he walked in through my door i lit up inside and when he sat down I didn't want him to move. All I could hope for now was that he wasn't homophobic, a trait that was way to common in this school.
"Can I have a hug?" I aked whispering. I had never had anyone before, not even a friend, and now that i did i really needed some human contact.

Noah first gave Alsx a look in disbelieve. A hug? He wasn't into guys! At least that was what he tried to convince himself of everyday. After a moment he realised that Alex probably meant a friend hug. There was nothing wrong with that, they were friends. Right? He smiled and nodded before standing up.
"You're gonna be alright," he assured Alex while giving him an friendly hug.

He hugged me. He actualy did hug me. I was a bit shorter than him, my eyes chin was just at his shoulders wich made for a perfect hug. I let go and felt all warm and fuzzy inside, i don't think I've been this happy for years. Not with all the bullying and abuse both at home and in school.

Noah let go of Alex and went to take a look at the bathroom. It was somewhere between small and big. A toilet, a shower and a cabinet. There was enough room for Noah's things. And it was only for this week he was staying with Alex.
Hopefully Noah's room would be close to this, since his for now only friend lived here.
"So, tell me something about yourself. What do you like to do?" he asked Alex as he closes the bathroom door behind him.

"I listen to music, mostly." I say before tinking of another thing. "How are we going to do about the beds?" I ask whilst putting my legs up on the bed. Then I realised that my sleeves had been pushed up when we hugged. I quickley pushed them down hoping to god Noah didn't see my scars. Even if I had no idea if he had seenmy arms I felt tears formming in my eyes but tried to whipe them away so he wouldn't see them.

Noah nickade långsamt. Musik tyckte han också mycket om: både lyssna, spela och sjunga. De två sist nämnda gjorde han dock bara vid tillfällen då han var ensam. När Alex undrade hur de skulle göra angående sovplatsen ryckte han på axlarna. "Det finns ju en soffa. Jag går och ber om extra sängkläder så sover jag där," avgjorde han med ett svagt leende. Han noterade att Alex hastigt drog ner skjortärmarna. Han valde dock att inte kommentera saken - den svarthårige pojken kanske helt enkelt var frusen av sig.

"Kan jag följa med dig?" frågade jag när vi slutat kramas. Nu när jag hade en vän ville jag inte vara ensam. Jag var lite rädd att vi skulle stöta in i mobbarna men jag försökte tränga bort tanken för tillfället, det var inte så långt till receptionen.

"Om du vill," skrattade Noah och öppnade dörren. Han hade ingen aning om vem han skulle vända sig till. En äldre man vaggade fram och tillbaka i korridoren. Med tanke på kläderna gissade Noah på att gubben jobbade som vaktmästare.
"Ursäkta mig, sir," började han artigt. "Flickan i receptionen förklarade för mig att mitt rum inte blir klart förrän i slutet av veckan och fram till dess ska jag dela rum tillsammans med Alex här." Han gjorde en gest mot Alex, innan han fortsatte, "vem skall jag be om rena sängkläder av?"

Jag förundrades av att han bara kunde gå upp och prata med folk, jag skulle aldrig gjort det även om personen jobbade på skolan. Jag gömde mig diskret bakom Noah även om det inte borde vara någon fara. När jag stod snäppet bakom honom kände jag hans lukt, han luktade gott, inte av parfym men av honom själv.