Jack Waver was eleven, in his first year of middle school and hadn't quite yet entered puberty. Though it was obvious that he was getting close. The boy had light sandy blonde hair that was a little darker than blonde and large expressive blue eyes. He was small for his age as well, about four inches shorter than most of the kids in his class and thinner as well. Jack's mom was small as well and he was pretty sure that was where his size came from. Other than that and the color of his eyes Jack apparently looked mostly like his father. He was a handsome boy, starting to turn into a young man, though not quite there yet.

As the final bell rang and the teacher dismissed the class Jack collected his books and started towards the door. He was about to get out the door when the teacher, Mr. Beenbrook said, "Jack I need to speak to you just for a moment."

Jack stopped turning back to look at Mr. Beenbrook and decided that the man wouldn't understand about his itch and said, "S-sure Mr. Beenbrook." As the rest of the kids filed out of class Jack went back over to where the teacher was wondering to himself what he had done.

"I just want to know where that form from your mom is so that you can start the sex education class next week."

Jack looked up at Mr. Beenbrook and said, "M-my mom said that she'd s-sign it tonight." Jack had always had a problem speaking it was why he didn't do it much.

"I see, well, let me have it tomorrow and be sure that you bring it Jack because the sexual education class starts Monday and tomorrow is Friday." Jack nodded and left the class room relieved to be out of there. In reality his mom had said that she wasn't going to sign it. She had told Jack that she didn't want him learning that kind of stuff from school, that when she felt he was at the right age she would teach him all about it. Jack though had planned on forging her signature because he wanted to be like all the other kids and learn about it at school. Also if his mom knew about his itch he was pretty sure that she would be mad about that as well. Thinking about his itch made Jack want to get home all the more.

At his locker as he grabbed the books he needed Jack noticed that Erin Kellars whose locker was across the way from his own was wearing a pair of very tight shorts that went over the round shape of her bottom. Jack felt his itch growing even more and he couldn't wait to get off of the bus and run up to his house, but his house was still pretty far away from the school that he was still inside of. Jack put his book in his backpack and closed it up as he did he looked over at where Erin Kellar was and she just turned walking off not even noticing him which was the usual way of things as far as Jack had ever noticed. It didn't help that Erin Keller was a year older than Jack and a grade ahead of him.

Jack sighed inwards and walked off towards the busses. He climbed into his bus and took a seat somewhere close to the middle. The subdivision that he lived in was still growing and there weren't many kids so the bus was pretty much empty and Jack got an entire seat on the bus to himself. He sat back in the seat and felt tempted to put his hand in his pocket and try to get the itch satisfied a little bit but he couldn't do it. There were too many people around and he was pretty sure that one of the others would see him and say something to the bus driver or worse. So Jack sat there feeling the itches and the desire to take care of them and waited till he got home. When the bus stopped on his street Jack jumped up and headed out of the bus as quickly as possible and ran towards his house. The itch that the eleven year old boy was feeling was almost overbearing. ......(cont)