Chapter 5

The boys had a really good sleep, and wake up in plenty of time to go for a good and much desired breakfast. As usual, they have their customary oatmeal, but they also grabbed a couple other things, because they are hungry. Just as everyone was finishing up their breakfast and about to go get ready for the day ahead, Peter got everyone's attention.

“So, as many of you probably know, Chance, Zayden, and myself went out shopping last night. We bought lots of items that we were getting low on and were in desperate need of, as well as several items that we just wanted. With the amount of money the items that you kids have made have brought in, we were able to afford to get several things that we'll all enjoy. The back of the van's damn near fully stuffed, so, this mornings class is canceled, and once everyone's ready for the day, we'd like everyone's help in unloading the van and getting it all put away please.”

A cheer went up all around. Everyone dispersed to go get dressed and ready, and then met in the shop where they were told to, and then they started unloading it. Everyone was shocked at how much stuff was in there, but, it was a milk truck, it had had to be able to hold a lot in its glory days, and now it will get just as much good use. All the carts were utilized and as they filled a cart with items for a particular area, someone would take that cart and three or four kids would go with them to put it in its proper home. Every item was sorted from the back of the van in this way, so that they were not running all over the place. It took almost half an hour for this job to be done.

Once that was done, Peter told all kids that need new socks and underwear to grab what they need, and they all did, because they had grabbed a lot, easily five times more than they need, and all new. Several kids that Peter knew of that needed new shoes were also encouraged to trade theirs in, and when they did, if the old ones were still good, they were put back into stock to be recycled again, but a few are now beyond good use, so were thrown out. Pajamas and other clothes were also passed out to everyone, because some of the stuff is either being grown out of, or is wearing out.

Chance is happy to be in the line of kids getting new, well new to them, clothes, because he has grown a fair bit in the last month, and is now a full size bigger than he had been when he arrived, and almost three centimeters taller. He has put on weight, but not much, and is still nowhere near the weight he should be at for his size, and certainly nowhere near what he should be at for his age. The one area that he has started to grow, that he is appreciating the most though are his delicious boy bits, at least that is what Zayden calls them, and though he has still yet to start cumming, like he probably should be by now, Zayden also feels that this might not be in too much more time either.

Chance had had to see the doctor again recently, every kid gets a checkup every few months, and when the doctor had seen him, he had noted that he has grown a fair bit already, and when he checked his blood, he found that Chance has officially started puberty, that the correct hormones are starting to flow, and has warned Chance that with as late as he is, due mostly to his size, that the next year might not be all that pleasant, and that he could start growing quite rapidly now that it has started. Like he told Chance, most boys start the early stages of puberty no later than early eleven, but mostly by the end of ten, the hormones are starting to build up, getting everything ready, but that until recently, those hormones had not been present in Chance, so he is likely to go through the entire two years of hormone production rather rapidly to catch up, or, he could get lucky and it still takes the couple years it is supposed to, and he will grow more slowly, but considering that he has already put on three centimeters in only a couple months, he warned Chance that this is not likely to be the case.

Chance was not worried about this, he wants to grow more, especially in the diaper area, and he desperately wants to start cumming, he is tired of looking like an eight year old, but, Peter told him a few days before that he is already starting to look older too, and that he thinks most people would peg him at closer to ten now at least. He knows that he is definitely in a growth spurt though, because he cannot seem to get enough food or sleep, and like the doctor told him, as he ramps up to full on pubertal hell, it will only get worse, that there will come days that he will not be able to get enough food, at least that will be what it feels like, but that he has to control the urge to overeat, nor will he feel as if he is getting enough sleep, but that he is not allowed to stay in bed all day, and should go to bed early if he needs to. He laughed and said that there have already been a few days when he could not keep his eyes open much past eight already, and still slept until seven the next morning. The doctor simply said good.

Once everyone had all their new things put away, they all met back in the cafeteria. Several kids had changed while they did so, and took usable clothes back to the storage room, or took unusable ones to the sewing room, so that they could be recycled. Once everyone was back, Peter told everyone that they have almost fifteen minutes to kill before their next class would start, and to go ahead and go there when it was time. Everyone was happy.

Chance and Zayden stayed with Peter as everyone else took off.

“Peter, since we now have a vehicle that we can use to go out and get things, any chance you'd be willing to take me to a couple mills outside of town that I've found?” Chance asked.

“Sure, why not. Gonna try and go right to the source to get materials?”

“Yep, I'll take whatever they'll give us for free or dirt cheap. Even if it's not dried, I figure we can easily dry it ourselves and save lotsa money. I already have plans for a solar kiln for drying the wood, and we pretty much already have everything we need for me to build it, we just haven't really needed it yet.”

“Sounds good, but where the hell will you put it, we don't get a shit load of sun in most of the yard with all the tall buildings around us?”

“On the roof of the school is where I was thinking, there's already a staircase leading up there from right behind the shop, so it's perfect, you'd just haveta make sure someone has the keys to the gate locking it off. I was also thinking that if we do that, having some sort of a lift setup might not be a bad idea. There we'd get more than enough sunlight to make a solar kiln.”

“Okay, why not.”

“Also, even though I don't have the time, nor the inclination to do so, there's shit loads of really good usable space up there, and we don't have a garden club, but I think we should. It's just about spring time, and we have roughly a metric fuck tonne of wood that can't be used for anything else, so why not make a shit load of planters, and any and all kids that wanna learn gardening can do so, and maybe we can grow some of our own food here. We could even very easily build a decent sized greenhouse up there. The walls look like they go up at least a full meter higher than the roof, so we shouldn't haveta worry about safety rails or anything. We have all that amazing space up there, so why not use it.”

“How do you know what it looks like up there.”

“Easy, I asked around, and sure enough, there are kids who've been in the buildings around us, and have seen what the roof looks like. I was curious, so I asked around, but I never asked you, 'cause I wanted to bring this up as a surprise to you.” He grinned brightly.

“You're pretty crafty.”

“Thanks.” He grinned brighter still.

“It really is a brilliant idea, and even though I'm not sure what the school board would say about kids being up on the roof, you are correct, the walls go up a bit better than a full meter, damn near a meter and a half, so more than high enough to prevent falls. I say, let's do it. You get to bring it up at lunch time and find out who wants to start a garden club, and then maybe everyone should get to build their own planter boxes. It's a good reasonably flat roof, gravel covered, so it'll perfect. I suggest raised planter boxes, so that everything's up at a manageable height.”

“That's what I was thinking as well, and I'd so do a greenhouse as well. That way we can maybe have stuff all year long. We could even get some fruit bearing trees or bushes that don't mind being in large pots and have them up there as well. I firmly believe that in a city like this, that we need as many extra plants as we can get to help offset the sickening amount of shit that we're pumping into the air that those plants help to filter. If we can grow our own food, and get more plants at the same time, then I think it's worth every penny it'll cost us.”

“It'll definitely be worth it, I couldn't agree more, and it won't likely even cost us all that much to do.” Peter said.

“Why didn't you tell me that you were thinking of doing all this. I used to live in that bloody one right there, I could've told you everything you needed to know.” Zayden laughed and smacked Chance all at the same time as pointing out the one he used to live in.

“Never thought of it, actually, we're always so busy with everything, that when I did think of it, you weren't with me, and other kids were. I found out the info I needed, so I never thought of it.”

“Yeah, well, I've always wanted to try gardening, so maybe I'll be club leader, at least to start. I still wanna work in the shop lots, so not sure I'll be able to put in the time needed.”

“Cool, then we have our first garden club president. I think that this'll work out amazingly, and any food that we can't eat in a reasonable time, we should give to the soup kitchens to help them out as well. If we grow lots, which I think we easily could, since there's so much space up there, I doubt we could eat it all ourselves as fast, but possibly I suppose, and lots of the fruits and vegetables can be canned or frozen for later use too.”

“We'll certainly give what we can't eat to others, but you're right, most of what we grow can probably be stored as well, but certain things can't really be stored long term, so that stuff will needta be given away.” Peter said.

“Well, Baby, it's time for you to head to class, so we'll see you later, we're gonna go get lots more wood to play with, and maybe we'll haveta partner up again and see if we can make a few cool dining tables next.”

“Okay Baby, have fun, and don't you dare get wood in any way I wouldn't approve of.”

“You're as big a slut as I am, if I got that kinda wood, you'd more than likely approve. Of course, you'd be insanely jealous of not getting to enjoy it with me.” Chance giggled.

“Damned rights.” Zayden giggled too, and Peter shook his head.

“Off to class Baby, go learn lots so that we can pull off our hair brained scheme when the time's right.”

“Okay Baby, have fun.”

“You too.”

Zayden skipped away happily.

“He really is so much happier now that he can read, and of course having a baby boyfriend, you've helped so many of your fellow students it's not even funny. Did you hear what the last literacy test was like, and even after only a just couple weeks of all your research being put into motion?”

“No, you never told me.”

“Already up an extra five percent, and the previous test was only like a month ago, so that's huge. We've never had that big a jump that fast.”

“Really. Five percent doesn't seem like lots though.”

“Yeah, well, when you take into consideration that our scores are already usually in around the forty mark, adding five percent to that doesn't seem like a lot, but, as you well know, a shocking amount of students here have little to no reading skills when they arrive. The previous test, though, was way lower, because it included all the new students in it, and more than half of them couldn't even read at all, they made Zayden look fully literate, well, his pre tinted glasses literacy, because he was worse than almost all of them prior to that. How any of them went as far as they did in school is anyone's guess. Usually in a month, if we can add one percent to our scores, it's a good month, five percent is all but unheard of. It's not a lot, no, I agree with you, but considering what our scores normally are, it really is huge. I fully expect when we do the next test in another month or two, that those numbers will jump even higher as we find what method works best for each individual student.”

“Oh, I suppose that makes sense. I mean, I did the full report on dyslexia, I know probably all there is to know about it, at least the book side of it, yet I still don't fully understand it, and I never can, because I didn't live through it like so many of the kids here did and do. I know I was reading fully before I even went to kindergarten, and I couldn't understand why others had such a hard time. Even by grade three not one other kid could read fully, but I could without problem. Then again, I guess it's the same for my wet pants and them, they couldn't understand how by that age I couldn't do something that they found easy.”

“Very true. We always struggle with understanding that which we ourselves did not struggle with, and once more, that's why this school works, because we all share many of the same struggles in our past.”

“Very true. Well, wanna head out right now?”

“Sure, come on.”

They headed out, and Chance pulled out some papers that he had printed out already with addresses and maps to a few different mills outside of their city. They will not be able to hit them all, they know, but it is not like Chance really has to do anything else, and Peter does have plenty of free time to help in this. When they made it to the first mill, Peter pushed Chance forward.

“Um, hi, I'm Chance, we're with the Last Chance school in town, and we have a woodworking program that's always in need of wood, but we can't afford a lot. Many of the items that we make we sell to help pay for our school, because we're a full boarding school now, but we don't get near enough money to do everything that we need. Almost all us kids there are throw aways, all of us are poor and/or homeless, so we're always in need of donations. Would you be willing to donate any wood, either free or at a really good deal? It doesn't need to be perfect, it doesn't haveta be long, it doesn't even haveta be dry, we can use almost anything. We prefer hardwoods, but good softwoods we also use as well.”

“It's good to meet you Chance, I've heard of your school, and some of the amazing things that you guys have done there. I only do hardwoods here, I'm the largest hardwood mill in the area, and as it just so happens, I have a large amount of number two or less grade wood that I'd be more than happy to donate to you for free. It's certainly not perfect, and while most of it's dry, not all of it is, and I'm sure that you could use almost all of it up.”

“Really, we'd really appreciate that. May we see it?”

“Certainly. If that's the vehicle that you brought to take it back with, which by the way is freaking cool, it's not gonna be big enough, but I have a truck that's not doing anything else today, so I'll have him load up what you want, and bring it to your school.”

“Really, thanks, can we at least pay for that.”

“No.” He said simply.

“Oh, well, thanks.”

“Here it is.” He said, pointing to a rather large stack of lumber.

“Which lift Sir, there's like twenty here?” Chance asked.

“Hence the reason I said there's no way you could take it, it's all of it. Each lift has probably every bit of four hundred board feet, there are twenty lifts, everything is stickered, stacked, and banded nicely, and the oldest stuff has air dried rather nicely for as many as five years here, since it's under cover and gets really good air flow. The newest lift is almost a year old now, and we're almost full for our next lift as well, but most of it's gonna still be pretty green. It's all the crap that we can't put into anything else, and every few years I send it in for chipping and it gets turned into mulch, but 'til I fill a truck, it's not worth the money it costs me to truck it to them, it's too far away, but that was gonna happen in just a few months though. If you can take it instead, then even better, I'm sure you guys can make really good use of a good portion of this. It's all random and unsorted, there could be any one of at least twenty different types of hardwood mixed in there, and there'll be an assortment of lengths, widths, and thicknesses.”

“Wow, that's so much, thanks. Can we at least buy a full lift of something else as well at the same time?”

“It's certainly not necessary, but if you want or need more, then I have everything from apple to walnut in stock, dried and ready to run.”

“What would you charge for a lift of walnut?”

“Four quarter or eight quarter?”

“I'd say eight, we can mill it to four if and when we need it?”

“I have at least two lifts, one for sure that's roughly two meters long, and I'm sure I saw a three meter one as well, but I'm pretty sure there's two of them.”

“Three meter would be amazing.”

“That'd run at roughly eight thousand dollars, depending upon exact tally, but I'd happily sell it to you guys for three if you want it.”

“I do, but could we afford that Peter?”

“With all the tables you just sold, and most of them at a grand a pop, yes, we can easily afford that.”

“Even after our shopping spree yesterday, I have no idea how much we had or spent.”

“We have lots more than that from the tables you made.”

“You made a bunch of tables that sold for a thousand or more a piece? But, you're so young.”

“Not quite as young as I look, I'm actually thirteen, but yeah, sixteen I think it was, me and my boyfriend made them for the school to sell.”

“Impressive, and I honestly pegged you as gay.” He grinned.

“Yes, well, if you hadn't have been gay, I would've just said friend.”

“Ah, noticed did you.” He grinned.

“Yep, and my Gaydar is rarely wrong.”

“Spot on, fully gay, and that's what I get from you as well, even though you're so young.”

“Yep, never gonna be a female with me, ever.”

“Same.”

“So, yes, we'd really like to take it please, can all of that fit on your truck?”

“Easily.”

“Do you take Cash?” Peter asked.

“In this case, I'd actually prefer that.” He smiled.

“Perfect.” He said, and then started counting it all out.

“That's great, thanks so much, I'm sure you're gonna be able to use lots of that wood, and I hope your students learn lots as well.”

“I'm certain they will, and it's young Chance here that's taught them a lot.”

“Really.”

“Yeah, he's taught them patience and perfection. We used to make lots of cool things, but he's made them strive for better, and they're all doing amazingly.”

“That's awesome.”

“If you wanna know how awesome, check out our schools website to see some of the pieces that Chance's made already, though all the tables sold out last night.”

“They did?” Chance asked.

“Yes, the last of them was snatched up last night, I think we have three people picking them up today alone.”

“Cool.”

“These ones sold for even more than the previous ones had, by the way.”

“Why, how much did you sell them for?” The man asked.

“I didn't price them, I put them on the site with make an offer, and the lowest this time was a grand, the highest was fifteen hundred, but they came with two chairs too. Check it out, we always have lots for sale, not just woodworking, but metal, art, clothes, blankets, whatever our kids desire to make whenever. We even find used old small engines and engine driven tools and fix them up and sell them, I think we have three chainsaws, a rototiller, I think it's five lawnmowers, and a gas trimmer all for sale right now, all perfectly refurbished by our kids, most of them look and run even better than they did when they would've been new.”

“Cool, I'll definitely check it out then. If your students do that sort of thing, then I'm gonna send over three chainsaws that I still have kicking around that are dead, they can have them and fix them up as well and sell them.”

“They'd love that. All sorts of tools and whatnot we fix and sell, of course we keep what we can use too.”

“Would you like a broken down old wide belt sander, it wore out after almost twenty years, and I didn't have the time or the inclination to fix it, I just replaced it, I'd be happy to send that over as well.”

“That'd be super handy, we don't have one of them, and I'm sure our more mechanically inclined kids would be more than happy to take on that challenge. In fact, I have two girls right now that love doing that.”

“Perfect. I think I have a few other things around here that I might just send at the same time then, it gets it out of our way and helps you guys out, so win win.”

“We'd absolutely appreciate that, thanks so much. We should get going then. Feel free to deliver anything whenever you wish, just to the back of the school, we do have a forklift, of course we got it for free and our shop fixed it up just like they did our van, so we'll happily offload him or her right away.”

“And thank you. Just so you know, my husband was gutter trash as well, he still calls himself that, even after all these years, and he managed to pull himself out and worked his way up. He actually worked for me for years, before we met on a chat site, and when we arranged to meet, we actually laughed, we've been together for fifteen years, ten of which married.”

“Very nice. Glad you know where we're coming from then.”

“When I tell him what we've just done, he'll be so happy with me, I might just pass out.”

“Yes, well, I made my boyfriend so happy with finding out why he was dyslexic, that he made me pass out too.”

“Good. Well, you guys have yourselves a great day.”

“You too.”

Since they do not have anything in the van anyway, they decided to head to the next mill, and, once more, Chance did all the explaining. In the end, the mill agreed to give the school lots of materials for free, and to deliver it, as well Chance bought a full lift of good quality knotty pine from him, which Peter happily paid for. He too was told what all they do, and he too gave them a few old broken down tools that he wanted out of the way, and it too is scheduled to be delivered in a couple days.

Once more, since they have nothing in their van, they headed to the next mill. These guys had no lumber to give away, but they did have some tools, as well as they did give them a really good deal on some maple shorts, five hundred dollars for about two thousand worth, so that was great, and this they managed to put into the van, and then headed off.

They hit the last mill that Chance wanted to go to, and here too they got some good free material, a few more tools, and this time three full lifts of really good material for such a good deal it was not funny. They are going to deliver it all tomorrow.

“You realize,” Peter said as they were driving out of that last yard. “That we now have somewhere between twenty and fifty thousand dollars worth of material, but spent not even five on it, not to mention all the free stuff that'd probably be that much again. Where the hell do you plan to store all this?”

“We can stack it all, there's lotsa space in the covered area, at least by my estimates. If I'm right, we should even still have more than enough room for working still.”

“And we now have thirty small engine tools for the kids to repair, and how many woodworking machines, we have a full years worth of hard labour just getting it all working.”

“Yeah, but so what, it's fun and good for all of us. What we can't use, we sell, what we can't fix gets used for parts. Besides, it helps all of us, and we all really enjoy it. I know the kids in the metal working shop wanna go and do the same thing we did today, so I think Steven was gonna ask you to do the same thing with him, probably tomorrow or the next day, and I think that they deserve to get to spend just as much money, assuming of course we have any left.”

“Chance, we spent lots today, but we had three times that much, just in cash, with us, but we've made even more than that. I imagine that the sewing kids will wanna do the same too then, huh.”

“Yep, and Zayden will probably drag you out for plants and whatnot soon as well.”

“Well, at least we have lotsa money now.”

“Good. Maybe, once we have lots of supplies to keep us going for a while, we should donate some money to the homeless shelters in the area as well.”

“We'll certainly have some spare, that's for sure, and what we'll all make off of all this material will earn us even more.”

“Good, so we can give back to the rest of the community as well. We certainly don't need it all.”

“No, we can't possibly use as much money as we've been making lately.”

When they got back to the school, they were just in time for the huge fucking truck load of wood and tools that was just pulling in behind them. Chance actually did a double take when he saw the truck, and gasped, and said that that cannot possibly all be for them. Well, he was wrong, because when the driver got out, he told them that everything on and in the truck is for them, and so Peter grabbed the forklift while he started unstrapping everything, and as Peter got everything offloaded from the truck, the driver and Chance pulled everything from the cab of the truck, there was a lot of material in there.

“Holy shit, I think maybe my estimates might've been off a little, I didn't think it was that much.” Chance said.

“I wondered if maybe you'd miscalculated.” Peter laughed.

“Maybe, but we'll fit it all, even if we haveta store stuff under the dorms.”

“We could certainly do that, but hopefully it'll all fit here.”

“Yeah, I think it will, the rest of the stuff wasn't near as much. We can re-stack all this too, so that it's more efficient as well.”

“Yes, we can, but we haveta ensure that it's not unsafe too.”

“Of course, talk about ruining a perfectly good day. Getting flattened like a pancake by a falling lift of lumber would so totally suck.” Chance giggled.

“Yeah, and there would go my damn near perfect safety record as well.”

“No shit.”

They started sorting everything, putting all the tools and other materials where they go, so that they have the room to maneuver, and then Chance got to work on some planning. He has some very good ideas for what to do with five centimeter thick walnut, and since that lift was left in a prime location for use, he got started on picking several pieces out of it. This is true first quality lumber, and nearly every piece is perfect, and many of them beautifully figured as well, and so he is choosing the most figured pieces first, to start making a couple really nice table tops. He will do a couple at a time, get them perfect, and then start making legs, then get everything finished, but he will need several other students' help in doing so.

Over the next couple days, the rest of their materials were delivered, and every time, Chance was there to receive it and sort it all. As suspected, Peter did end up going out each of the next two days, once with Steven from the metalworking shop, and they were offered up roughly two tonnes of assorted metals from three different places, and it too was all delivered, and they paid at most a thousand dollars for it all. Then a boy from the sewing class and the teacher from there took the van that afternoon and went and got thousands upon thousands of dollars of assorted materials and other supplies, for less than a thousand as well. Then, the next day, Peter and Zayden went out this time and got hundreds of plants and several assorted items that they will now be needing a lot of.

When Zayden had told the rest of the kids and teachers about the new garden club, they were all excited. There are two teachers who consider themselves to be green thumbs, both of whom offered all the support and advice they could offer, which Zayden happily accepted. That very afternoon, for crafts, just about every student helped to make dozens of planter boxes, and they even got all the parts made to build a pretty decent sized greenhouse on the roof of their school. It is amazing just how much work almost a hundred and eighty people working on one project can do when they set their minds to it, because they were done by dinner time. Of course, it all still has to be taken up to the roof, and the greenhouse assembled up there, but that was taken care of the next day with ease. Peter decided to just keep the gate to the stairs unlocked, but did put a warning sign up, just for insurance purposes.

Over the course of the next few days, they got everything up to the roof, and those who wanted to do so, were up there planting all sorts of plants. The greenhouse has been filled with hundreds of seeds and or seedlings, to start in there, as well they will do their best to get year round vegetables from there. Every planter was filled with all the soil that they had bought, then whatever plants they want in each one, and then, because they have several rather large bags of sawdust and shavings, they are using this as mulch to help the plants retain water, as well it gives extra nutrients to the plants. It is fortunate that there is already a water spout on the roof, though why would be anyone's guess, but it sure is perfect for them none the less.

While the kids in the garden club were doing this, Chance and several of the kids from the woodworking shop were building the solar kiln that they are needing, because a whole bunch of the wood that they had received is still pretty green, thus needs to be dried, and Chance has done more than enough research on this now that he is fairly confident that he will be able to dry the wood properly. They have bought a very good wood moisture meter, which makes it much easier, though is not necessary. As soon as it was built, they filled it up as full as they can with the first load of wood. There is still lots more to go in, but that is okay too. It will now take several weeks to dry, with periodic measuring several times.

In between doing all the stuff that has to be done, Chance is still working on tables. Every day, pretty near, he has managed to get two table tops all glued up. However, two days he only got one, but only because he is doing extra leaves for two much larger tables, and he is going to try his hand at making wooden sliding rails for an extendable table, since he does have plans for them as well, care of one of the old woodworking books that they have in their arsenal.

Once Chance had ten table tops all ready to go, he started the painstaking process of ensuring that they are perfectly flat and smooth, as well as getting them to their final shape, but because many of these pieces are now rather large, and he is still not so much, he almost always has to have help to maneuver them through the routers and saws, but someone is always more than happy to help, they are all good about that, both asking for and giving help when needed.

The teachers are very strict on that, teaching this one thing almost above even all else, safety included, that if you need help, ask for it, do not allow pride to get in the way and do something yourself, when two or more people will make it not only easier, but safer. Most of the kids, when they arrive, have a very hard time with this, because they have always had to do absolutely everything on their own, no matter the consequences.

It took Chance three days of good hard work to get all the table tops near on perfect, and usually there are at least two or three others there with him, helping him as well. He has actually asked several of the others to make chairs and/or benches to go with all the tables, and they are happy to do this, and like Chance said, he is going to make the tables as perfect as he possibly can, so the chairs and benches have to be made to match, which of course is making the others strive for the same perfection. They are all having a blast, and even though their shop teachers are always there to help, it is rare, and they are usually working on other things as well.

Once the table tops are done, Chance gets started on working out all the legs and skirts that he needs to complete the tables. He is doing four different styles of tables, which means four different styles of legs, which of course means four different types of skirts needed as well. He also still needs to make the guide rails for the sliding table tops to ensure that they move correctly to open up, and so he does those first. They did not have the router bit necessary to do this, and it took some research to find out who had one in stock in town, and as soon as Chance found it, he asked someone to go and buy it for him, and one of the shop teachers happily went and did so.

It took more than a week for Chance to get all those components done, it was slow and messy work, because he had a huge amount of lathe work to do for almost half the tables, but he loves the lathe, and the time just whipped by every time he did so, but he did get lots done too. Then almost another week was spent in finishing all the tables, and once more Zayden came and helped with all of this. The other kids had all managed to get more than enough chairs and/or benches made for the tables, and they too are getting finished at much the same time. When they were done, Chance got to pick what chairs and or benches went with what table, there are four, four seater tables that get four chairs each, two long farm style tables that are getting four benches and two larger chairs each, one square table that is getting just four benches, and then the rest are expandable tables that are each getting six chairs.

As soon as this was done, Chance got to call the man and woman who had wanted the table and chairs to begin with, and scheduled them to come view them this evening. They will get first pick, and then the rest will go on the website for sale. Peter figures that there is twenty thousand plus in profit on these tables, and he figures that will be after paying for the entire lift of walnut. He had congratulated every student that had helped, telling them all that they had done exquisite work, but Chance had already told all of them the same, that they had done every bit as good as he would have done, and that meant even more to the other kids, because even though he is the youngest and the smallest, they all look up to him when it comes to this, because he is already a master, especially in their eyes.

Once more, when they arrived to view the tables, the husband and wife were shocked at what they are seeing. This time they are told that this had been a collaboration amongst about fifty students, hence the reason not every chair and or bench looks truly identical, even though they are made from the same plans, though, once more, there are a few styles. They took well over an hour to choose, they were having such a hard time in doing so.

They asked to see a couple tables with other chair combinations, they are looking mostly at the larger pieces, but, Chance had chosen well, and the combinations that he had come up with had truly looked best when paired together, so they always ended up being put back the same way. In the end, they chose two different ones that they could not choose between, so Chance put both in his mind, one right, one left, and made them choose which hand, they chose his left, and so he told them which table that is, and they are happy.

When it came time to pay, they talked it over together to come up with a price that they felt was more than fair, considering the quality once more, and he ended up counting out six thousand dollars cash. He told them that they had seen many tables, and had never had such a hard time choosing, but in the end, they had never taken any, because they just were not the quality that they were after, these tables are, though. They said some of the tables were upwards of ten thousand dollars as well, but had not been, in their eyes, worth a quarter of that. This table, they claim, is worth every penny, and probably even more, but that this is all that they have for this.

Once more Chance tried to say it is too much, but they shook their heads and said that it really is not, and, like they said, might not truly be enough.

Then he dropped another bomb on them all.

“So, I'm sure you remember that we were raffling off one of your tables, we did the draw this afternoon. I told the boss I was coming here tonight to come buy a new table, so he gave this to me to give to you. He had thought of asking you to come and be there when the draw was done, but figured that you might not wanna. We had hundreds, and I mean hundreds of people in the store today for the draw. We made so much money in other sales, that I'm sure he paid for the table five times in profit. Anyway, the couple who won the table was in the store, and you should've heard her scream when their name was called out. She ran forward, showed her ID, and was ecstatic. We had almost a thousand ballots in the box, so that'd be almost five thousand, right. Wrong, many people paid ten, or even twenty for one ballot, as an extra donation to your school. When we counted it, there's just over eight thousand dollars in there. Plus the six we just gave you, I hope that that's more than enough to get you guys through for several months.”

Chance had had to grab a chair and sit down not even half way through the paragraph, he was totally shocked, a table and chair set that he had thought was too highly paid in the first place, was not only paid for, but then raffled off and earned that much extra. Once the shock wore off, Chance helped the others to load the table and chairs, and then they were off. Peter clapped Chance on the back, and told him that he really is very good, and is causing the others to really shine as well.

It is Friday night, so once more it is pizza and movie night, and all the kids enjoyed greatly. They still take pretty near every night to relax and play, Chance and Zayden included, even they do not spend every waking moment working, even though they consider it fun, and then, every night, when they go to bed, they usually have incredible super soggy baby bum changes, though every soggy bum change is usually very good too. Tonight they are once more in a sixty nine, sucking and fist fucking each other good and full, really making it last, and for well over an hour, they played, and only managed to cum three times, but it was a very good night.

After getting each other into nice thick thirsty tape on baby diapers, they curled up and kissed, cuddled, and talked for almost an hour, saying not only how much they love each other, but how amazing it is how much they have sold lately to help their school. They, like every other student there, feels that they owe the school a great deal, and Peter even more, so they are only too happy to do all this. Not only does the sale of all their goods help their school, which in turn helps them, but all this is teaching every last one of them a great deal about all sorts of things that you just do not normally learn in school, but then, as Peter says so often, their school is certainly not normal.

The boys had an amazing sleep, and woke up at the somewhat normal time of just a few minutes before seven. They were still cuddled up and kissing tenderly when the wake up bell went, telling the kids that it is time to get up. They slipped out of bed, checked each others diapers, since why check your own when there is someone who is more than happy to do so for you, deemed them more than thirsty enough to last until after breakfast, and put on their robes. Once more, after having such a fulfilling night, they are a little tender in the backsides, which in turn is causing them to limp a little, several of the knowing boys grinned to them as they saw this. Chance and Zayden are far from the only ones who like to be fisted, in fact many of the gay boys in the school enjoy it, though many are like Peter, and had been broken in far too early and/or far too fast, though now they are used to it, and enjoy it when their boyfriends go slow enough for them to enjoy it.

Of course, because the boys had a very full night, they had worked off every bit of calories that they had taken in the night before with all the pizza and popcorn that they had eaten, and so, it comes as no shock that they are shockingly hungry. They each had a bowl filled to the brim of their favorite four berry blend oatmeal, two hard boiled eggs, a breakfast wrap, two pieces of sourdough toast, and a bowl full of mixed fruit. They are not the only ones packing in the calories this morning though, from some of the plates and bowls that they can see, it seems to have been a very good night last night.

Peter had never assigned rooms, he left that up to all the kids, and almost every last one of the kids partnered up with their boy or girlfriend. Technically speaking boys and girls are not allowed to share a bedroom, and there are only three same sex couples in the entire school at this time, but Peter never asked, and they never told. That is not to say that there are only six straight kids in the entire school, it is just that those who are not gay tend to be bi, and even the ones in straight couples, two of them are bi, and only one pair is truly straight. However, even they have tried gay sex in the past, though the boy was not entirely a willing partner even then.

As soon as they were done breakfast, Chance and Zayden headed back to their bedroom to get their soggy baby bums changed, and get each other dressed. They came only once during their soggy bum change, diapered each other up into a nice thick thirsty tape on baby diaper, put on their most babyish diaper shirts that they have, and then dressed each other properly. Just as the boys were about to go into the shop to play, Peter caught up to them.

“Chance, the mail arrived late yesterday, I just went through it all, and you have a letter from the university. Open it up?” Peter said excitedly, passing the envelope over.

Chance took a moment to open the letter and read it.

“So, what's it say?” Zayden and Peter both asked at the same time as soon as he dropped it.

“They've agreed to all my course selections, have allowed me to do the vast majority of them on my own here, they've given me all the website addresses as well as passwords to get in, and that once a month someone will come by to test me and see how well I'm doing, as well I'll haveta arrange to come in and do some stuff there occasionally, but for my first two years, that'll be rare. They say I'm allowed to work at my own pace, and to only do as much as I feel I needta in order to get it done, whether one year takes me one or two, doesn't really matter.”

“That's excellent Chance, but I bet you get two years done in one, not one year done in two.” Peter said proudly.

“Probably not, I might just take two to do one, there's zero point in going too fast. As it is, Zayden's only just barely on track to graduate in time, he still needs lots more time and work, and I don't wanna go that far ahead of him. Then there's the fact that if I graduate too early, there's no school that'll give me a job, except this one maybe, when I'm no older than the students. Not to mention, I don't wanna give up my woodworking here. Not only do I enjoy it a great deal, but I'm learning a lot, as well as earning money for the school.”

“Fair enough, but no, Zayden's not on track to graduate on time, he's on track to graduate early according to his latest test results.” Peter grinned.

“Really, why didn't you tell me?” Chance asked Zayden.

“Mostly 'cause I just found out as well?”

“Oh. Why didn't you tell us before.” Chance asked Peter.

“Mostly 'cause I just found out as well. I just finished reading all the reports from this week, and of course, because you're the last student in the list, since it's alphabetical and all, I too only just found out. Your reading's just been put a full grade up, and everything else you're getting close to hundred percent on now. See, I always told you that I knew you were shockingly bright, but not being able to read made you feel far stupider than you really are.”

“Wow, really! I mean, I know the tests we did yesterday actually felt easy this time, but I had no idea that.”

“Yeah, and guess what Boys, we went up another full two percent in our overall scores, your research is starting to pay off Chance, more and more kids are finding the right mix of techniques to get them reading. Most of the dyslexic kids are still nowhere near where other kids their age would be expected to be, but they're getting closer by the day, and as we find a method that works for each individual student, it's getting better and better.” Peter said ecstatically.

“That's amazing Peter, you look even happier than you sound.” Zayden said.

“I probably am. We're now creeping up to the next lowest school in grades, and in only another couple to a few weeks, we might even pass them. I never dreamed that that'd even be a remote possibility.”

“Why?” Chance asked.

“You know the answer to that already. Prior to all your research, we never had anyone that truly knew anything about dyslexia. You'd think the teachers assistants, and the learning assistants would know, but they know very little about it, but that's, I suppose, because there's so little research on it, because no two kids are the same when it comes to dyslexia, as you clearly found out. What works with one, won't necessarily work with another. So, we've never been able to really get any major breakthroughs before. The best we could hope, normally, was to get someone up at least five percent, or maybe ten if it was mild.”

“Oh, yeah, I guess so. I suppose that makes sense.”

“It does, so, what are you two baby boyfriends up to today?”

“A whole bunch of us are getting together in the shop today to start gluing up a shit load of panels from our nearly million board feet of pallet wood, so that we can make a whole bunch of assorted cabinets and whatnot. We've got dressers, buffets, china cabinets, hutches and all that planned. It's supposed to be a really nice weekend, so we're gonna use the outdoors to store all the glue ups as we get 'em done. I asked on the website what people wanted to buy next, and those were several of the answers, but I got like thirty requests for all that, so I asked everyone else in the woodworking club if they wanted to collaborate again, since we all did so much, so fast on the table builds, that we could probably get a shit load of them done in only a week or so if we all worked together. We're making something like fifty different cabinets.”

“That's really good. I have some more paperwork to do this morning, but as soon as I'm finished, I'll come and join you all and help out as well. By the way, I had twelve emails about people coming to view tables this afternoon.”

“But we only have nine left.” Chance said.

“I know, and I told them all that. I just did a group reply, told them all that we have nine tables for sale of various size and style, as they can clearly see in the pictures, four of them have already placed holds on the ones that they want, but, I told them that they have to be here at one, and no later than two, because after that, we sell them to whomever wants them first. After two, I'll tell the others that they're still available, and if they still want them, then they're theirs.”

“Oh, cool. And I noticed that the sales on the other items that we have have really gone up as well.”

“Yeah, since we started offering up such high quality woodwork's from our shop, it's bringing even more people to the site, which is selling off a lot of the other stuff even faster, and has also got us several more donations of broken down old tools that we might be able to use.”

“That's excellent. I understand the mechanical students have a whole bunch of the tools that were donated to us all fixed up and just about ready to go, so they'll probably all sell really well soon. We're keeping that massive panel sander, which is the reason why we're starting all these cabinets now, since we actually have a way to sand them easily now, as well as a few of the other tools that we want or need we're keeping.”

“I wondered if that was the reason, Phil asked to go get all the sanding belts for it the other day, took almost five hundred dollars, but said that he had worked a good deal, and is getting nearly a thousand dollars worth, so that's good. I was shocked that they managed to get it fixed up that quickly, but apparently it wasn't even all that badly damaged, and only three parts hadta be remade, and two more repaired.”

“Yeah, they just finished the paint job on it yesterday, and they're gonna put it all back together again this morning for final testing, then they're gonna bring it over for us to use.” Chance said.

“We won't even need it 'til tomorrow, really, but we'll get to test it out today as well I'm sure.” Zayden added.

“That's great boys. Well, I should get going, you baby boys have fun.”

“We will.” They both said, and then headed into the shop.

Everyone had lunch when it was time, and then Peter joined everyone in the shop at just after one thirty. He got all the kids' attention.

“Well kids, I damn near witnessed a fist fight amongst all the people that showed up for the tables you all made. I had the three biggest tables go into a full on bidding war, the big bastard with four leaves went for just shy of ten thousand dollars. Everyone was here for one as told, and they're all sold, and it's only on thirty nine right now, so that tells you lots. Several of the other items in there for sale also sold, and I hate to break it to you, but we just made damn near thirty five thousand dollars.”

“Holy fuck.” Several of the kids said as one.

“Holy fuck is right. We're gonna give some donations to the food banks, and homeless shelters, since we can't possibly use that much money. Hell, we still have plenty left from the last batch of tables that were made. I haveta tell all the kids in the sewing club that all their patchwork quilts were sold as well, though several of you are in that club too, but not most. I think there were ten quilts left, and that was damn near four thousand on their own. Also, several of the metal art pieces were sold today as well, and damn near every last power tool that we had for sale is gone too.”

“I couldn't agree more Peter, give away all that we don't need.” Chance said.

“Of course. So, you guys seem to have gotten lots done already, so what do you need me to help with.”

“We've got the first batch all milled, now we're gonna break into two teams, and as the first batch gets glued up by team one, the second team is gonna keep on milling for the next glue up, which will hopefully be done by dinner. They'll go way faster than we will, so as we get more material, they're gonna take it as well. Lots of the pieces do need to be end joined as well, so we're also cutting a shit load of finger joints into all the pieces, which is time consuming, so if you wanna help at that station, that'd be great.”

“You got it.”

Because the kids have already gone through and marked every piece as to what it will be used for, this part is easy, because they already know where it needs to go after every milling process and what size that it needs to be cut to, in order to get what they need out of it. Even though they are using old beat up used pallets for this, they are milling it so that most of the shit is cut off, and are only using the best parts. Everything that they are making is set to be painted, so the fact that no colours or grains will match in any way does not bother them at all. They are trying to use only the same species in each section of each glue up, though, to save wood moving at too many different rates, thus breaking their pieces.

By dinner time, they do have all the pieces milled, and all the last of the panels are now glued up and ready to be machined the next day. They are all tired, sweaty, and hungry, and even though they really all should be going and getting cleaned up, all they do is wash their hands and faces prior to eating, and then they packed away more than enough food to feed four times their numbers.

Because Chance and Zayden had had such a full night the night before, they only sucked each other to a trio of really good cums, while only petting each others soggy baby bums, because they are sucking each other while just pushing down their baby boyfriends' soggy baby diaper. After changing each other, they kissed and cuddled for several minutes, before falling asleep.

The following day, the kids did get all the panels that they had glued up all sanded, and smoothed out, and their new sander worked amazingly, though they did go through a total of four belts, two course, and two fine, to get all the panels all sanded. It took next to no real time, though, so that was good. For the rest of the day, they got everything cut and started working on the rest of the work, but they were unable to get finished. Given that it is Sunday, the kids were unable to really get all that much done throughout the week, because they all have classes, and even Chance started doing some of his course work as well, and so, most of the work on all the cabinets was completed the following weekend.

Chance says that he is already doing fairly well in what he has to do, and had allotted himself three hours per day on his university classes, one hour per course that he is taking at this time.

With all the cabinet cases being done, they now turn their attention to all the doors and drawers that they need to make, and spend the next weekend doing these. They managed to get them all done, and then the next weekend was finishing them all. Every piece is just getting primed, filled, sanded, primed again, and then painted with one good coat of white paint, so that the user can paint it to whatever colour that they want.

As soon as all these were put on the website for sale, they too were snapped up within days, and by the end of the week, every piece was gone, and all were thanked for such well made furniture.