Alexander Morgan hated his expensive, yet exclusive, boarding school. He was bullied mercilessly by the rugby team and his only refuge was his room. Fortunately, as no one wanted to share a room with him, he enjoyed having a twin room all to himself...
They Don't Know - Tracey Ulman (1983) https://youtu.be/SMATCl-5idY
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Clifton's POV.
It was Sunday morning and the day we were to go back to school. I was still feeling a little shell shocked regarding the reaction to the surprises that I had sprung on my parents .
I had expected Dad to have gone apeshit about who I really was but I was gobsmacked when he said that they had already talked about the difference in me over the summer, and since bringing Xander home. It had been little things that I had done, and the way that I said things, that caused them to question if I really was Clifton or not.
Dad was adamant that I should remain as Clifton because of the illegality of taking my brother's identity. Not only would I be prosecuted but questions would be asked and fingers pointed at them for not knowing, or being able to identify their own son.
I think another reason for them wanting me to remain as Clifton was because once they learned of the real Clifton's character and sexual behaviour they had been appalled and now associated his sexual permissiveness with the name Clayton. I could see that Clayton remaining dead and buried, well cremated actually, was the right thing to do.
Another surprise for them was when I revealed Xander's meditation and psychic abilities and that we had 'conversed' with the dead real Clifton. I'm not sure if Dad believed me or not but he didn't dismiss the revelation out of hand and was really respectful to Xander.
Mum believed me. I know she did because she chatted with Xander for quite a while last night. I could tell from the sincerity of her questions and her demeanour as she sat and listened intently to every word he said that she did.
It was after lunch that Xander and I sat quietly in the back of Dad's car as he, with Mum beside him, drove us back to school.
Although I had told my parents that Trevor was a bully I didn't go into any major detail. I also most certainly didn't mention that Niko and Logan had been expelled for nocturnal assignations of the sexual kind. My thought process was that I had hit them with enough already this weekend and I didn't want to run the risk of them pulling me out of school before I had the chance to expose Trevor for being the total little shit that he was.
Dad also advised me to be careful about coming out regarding our relationship. He was honest enough to say that he was not happy that I had become involved with someone and would have preferred me to have concentrated on my studies, but was realistic enough to know love didn't work like that and to force changes on me was not in my interest.
Although he was understanding he didn't think the school would be and would most likely look to prevent us from sharing a room. He said that would be utterly pointless as it wouldn't prevent any sexual contact. His viewpoint was most enlightening, as well as surprising, but I found myself agreeing wholeheartedly with him and admiring him for being willing to compromise on his obviously strongly held views.
