Everyone has a guilty pleasure, doesn't matter what it is. Also, said thing doesn't necessarily has to be something arousing or sexual; simply something you enjoy doing by yourself without judgement. Certainly, you probably will feel a bit shameful about it, but who cares? No one knows, so it's alright. Right? You might binge watch Sofia the First, or listen to Skrillex before bed. You enjoy that one thing you do, keeping it to yourself to avoid embarrassment and probable pestering from your friends. Yet, sometimes, the universe turns against you, and by luck, somebody finds out. Suddenly everyone knows you came up with a dance routine to Fabulous from High School Musical 2, and practice it every night. Follow me on this exhilarating journey to find out your favorite characters' guilty pleasure...and maybe, your not-so-favorite characters. Just try to stay quiet about it, we wouldn't want to further embarrass them even more.
Terrence "Donnie" Maybeck, the one and only. Siri calls him, "Lady Killer", nobody else does. His name is simply Maybeck, his girlfriend usually calls him 'babe' though. His ego is bigger than most, his modesty is smaller than an ant, and the way he carries himself just says "Look at me, I'm confident." Being confident, not a bad thing. Being cocky is a whole other thing. Yet, he has a guilty pleasure, just like anybody else.
It was September 17th, a Saturday, and he had invited Charlene over (just to hang out) the day before. Now it was the afternoon and the plans had completely slipped his mind. Usually, that was rare for him to do, but this morning had been hectic down at the Crazy Glaze and by the time he got up to his room, he was distracted. A few hours later, Aunt Jelly let Charlene up to where his sleeping quarters were.
Charlene Turner stood outside the door of his room, about to knock when she heard a song that sounded familiar.
My touch is black and poisonous
And nothing like my punch-drunk kiss
I know you need it, do you feel it?
Drink the water, drink the wine
Charlene heard another voice besides the just the artist singing...and it was surely Maybeck's! But the song, it was so familiar! Where had she heard it before?
Oh we gotta turn up the crazy
Livin' like a washed up celebrity
Shooting fireworks like it's the Fourth of July
Until we feel alright
Until we feel alright
Willa! The thought popped into her head. She had heard Willa listening to the same song before it was by that band with the long name that had something to do with panicking. She shrugged it off and slowly opened the door, peeking her head through to see Maybeck dancing around like a fool, and singing:
"Tonight we are victorious
Champagne pouring over us
All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious
Tonight we are victorious
Champagne pouring over us
All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious"
She pursed her lips tightly, trying not to laugh. Her hand shook profusely as she managed to take a short video. But as he went on, he looked even more like a dork, and she couldn't take it. A laugh escaped the blonde's lips.
Maybeck jumped, looking over at the door, the song ending a second after the laugh. "Charlene!" He exclaimed, his cheeks growing hot as he fumbled to shut off the music, which had moved onto the next song (Emperor's New Clothes). "What the hell?!"
Charlene howled with laughter, doubling-over, "Oh my goodness Maybeck! You like that kind of music? The emo stuff Willa listens to?"
"Shhh!" He hissed, afraid of her saying it loud enough for everyone downstairs at the Crazy Glaze to hear.
In a sudden movement, she snatched his phone and searched through his music, whilst he chased her around the room.
Death of a Bachelor
Blurryface
Future Hearts
The Black Parade
Save Rock n Roll
Lemonade
7/27
Reflection
American Beauty/American Psycho
"What an odd mix." She commented, handing him back his phone. Here, she thought, everyone was thinking he was the tough guy with trap music on his phone. Or Fetty Wap, maybe?
He glared at her relentlessly. "You cannot tell anyone. No one can know about this. And you have to forget everything that you just saw. Okay?"
"Maybeck, I'm sorry, I cannot keep this secret." Charlene laughed, pulling out her phone to text Willa.
"Charlie-" Maybeck started, almost starting to whine. He couldn't let anyone know his hidden enjoyment. He was already embarrassed, and having the others know, he would just be mortified.
"You are so weird, Terry. You have all these like emo bands, and then Fifth Harmony and Beyoncé? I have to tell, sorry." Charlene laughed, ducking away from him as she quickly typed up a message, sending it on the Keeper (including Amanda and Jess) group chat. Philby had named it "Lava Fam" since they had an inside joke from the Pixar short that came on before the movie Inside Out.
"Charlie please? They'll make fun of me endlessly!" He pleaded, making puppy dog eyes at her.
"Too late." She grinned devilishly, pressing send, along with the quick video she had managed to take of him. "Now everyone knows your guilty pleasure, babe."
He folded his arms across his chest. "I'll get you back for this."
And Terrence Maybeck is a man of his word.
So you got a peak of Maybeck's guilty pleasure; listening to Panic! At the Disco, and other "weird emo music" as Charlene refers to it, while in his room and dancing around. Certainly, he was not expecting Charlene to see all of that. However, he did expect what came afterwards. Merciless teasing from the group. It went on for a good month before all was forgotten (and when Willa found out Panic! At the Disco would be at a stadium near Orlando, she got them both tickets), though someone else's secret had been passed through the group chat. To find out whose secret it was, stay tuned with me for the next chapter.
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