Jonny is the school nurse. Jonny likes his job. He gets to sit around in his spinning chair and go round and round and round and when he's dizzy he goes and files his nails which are always perfect s

[Thomas Jerome Newton]

Jonny is the school nurse.Jonny likes his job. He gets to sit around in his spinning chair and go round and round and round and when he's dizzy he goes and files his nails which are always perfect so he just buffs them.He also wears a dress.This seems to put off some people, but Jonny never minded except for once, in September.Jonny had been lounging in his chair, as usual. The window was open, letting in a pleasant breeze that faintly stirred the strands of jet-black hair hanging over his cheekbones. Jonny was wearing blush that day. He'd a few spare minutes that morning and didn't all school nurses wear makeup? There was nothing odd about a school nurse wearing makeup. Or stockings, heels and lipstick, which Jonny was also wearing that day.A student entered the office.His entrance could be described as bashing the door open.So the student bashed the door open and then shuffled in, scuffing his shoes against the floor in a way that would be irritating any other day but a Friday, which is what day it was. Jonny looked up from his nail file."Er." said the student, stopping part-way across the room."What?" Jonny asked sweetly, pretending not to look up and notice the flabbergasted look on the students face."Er."Jonny tried to hide his smirk beneath his fringe. There was always one of them- a student who wasn't aware of the 'eccentricity' of the school nurse. Jonny had so much fun with them. They never came around often enough. By the time they had worked up the courage to leave class and visit the nurse, their classmates had already filled them in on 'the way Nurse Greenwood was'. This was the first one since summer break.Jonny was going to milk this one for all it was worth."What's wrong, boy? Cat got your tongue?" he ran the aforementioned body part over one scarlet lip. The student reddened. He was trying to figure out Jonny was a man or a woman. Jonny knew he was thin enough to account for having no breasts, the only clues to his actual gender being his slightly stubbly chin. Luckily, he was also wearing foundation today.The student didn't say anything. He just stared. Jonny stared back, but in a sexy way. The student had an odd looking left eye and hair that looked as if it had been attacked by a tiny demented child with scissors. It had grass in it. Jonny felt a slight burst of hair-envy until he noticed that he had less split-ends and his was far thicker and more luxurious. Then he was able to relax."I, um, have a bit of a headache." the student said at last, swallowing. He had small, nervous hands which were twisting knots in his school tie."Seems a rather pitiful excuse to miss class, don't you think?""Yeah, well....erm, it really hurts...and...I couldn't really concentrate anyway so I might as well...well, I just thought....well, it really hurts a bit. Um...""I'm sorry to hear that.""Look, um, I've come down here for some asprin. Can I have one?" he said, after a longish pause.