Red sighed. He was tired of going to his Anger Management class with Matilda expecting him to write poetry. He couldn't write a poem! All he could do is make house figures. Well, unbeknown, to them he could sing. He will never tell his friends that.

The Cardinal expected Bomb to recite some half assed poem about himself and Chuck bring up Billy again. Can't he just forget it? And Terence will probably grunt a love poem to Matilda. Ugh. How in the world did those two get together? He didn't want to know. What could he do?

Red walked through Matilda's bead curtain and past the 'exotic' statues. He entered the room where his friends were…setting up their stuff? Chuck was placing three balls on a stool, Bomb was memorizing his poem, and Terence was setting up a table with magic tricks.

Red gulped. When did they decide to do a talent show? Did he miss Matilda say it yesterday? He did have that stupid Goldfinch on his mind. Maybe he was too busy thinking about Chuck to hear her. Oh well. Time to improvise.

Red pulled out whatever he had: a mp3 player, some headphones, and a speaker. He groaned. He had two choices; One, get scolded by Matilda for not listening or two, sing in front of his friends. God, his life flocking sucks.

He grabbed a stool and plugged his mp3 player into the speaker. He wished he could just disappear before his turn came. He hoped no one would notice him.

Chuck walked over. Well there goes that plan. Red thought annoyed. The silly Goldfinch looked down at the mp3 player and smirked. "Gonna do a dance huh? Nice."

"You wish I would dance." Red replied rolling his eyes.

Chuck raised an eyebrow. "Why you say that?"

"Nevermind." Red muttered searching through his playlist of instrumentals for the perfect song. He heard Chuck stomp off. That guy always gets upset over little things. Like Billy. Red finally found the perfect song: Bea Miller - I Dare You

That song was inspirational to him. Listening to it always makes his day better. He made sure the volume was all the way up on his speaker before taking his seat. He did so just as Matilda walked in.

Matilda smiled at their work and sat down. "Who wants to go first?"

Chuck threw his hand up instantly and started waving it like crazy.

Matilda rolled her eyes and said, "Alright Chuck, you can go."

Chuck quickly grabbed his balls off his stool and started juggling. It wasn't very interesting but Red kept watching all the same. He wasn't really looking at the balls; he was looking at Chuck's face. He looked so happy. He had a grin on and he seemed so concentrated. When, he was done everyone clapped, mostly Red though.

Next was Bomb and his poem. It was kind of better than his usual ones but not by much. It still was about him and the rhyming was still crappy but at least he tries right? Everyone clapped at the end of course, though Red didn't want to.

Lastly Terence put on his magic show. He was fairly entertaining. Most of the tricks he did Red didn't know but it was hard to understand what was happening since he could only grunt. Well what can you do? Matilda clapped like crazy and gave the big bird a kiss.

"It's your turn Red." Matilda said when she sat down.

Red stood up. His heart was racing. He was so nervous. He never sung in front of anyone before. What if he messes up? What if his voice cuts out on him? What if-? He stopped in front of the speaker. There was one way to find out what will happen. He took a deep breath and pressed play.

The song began. The beat started softly.

(Imagine there are lyrics here lol)

Red stopped the song and sighed. He felt like he just told them he was gay. Well almost. Telling them that would be worse than this. They were all staring at him. It made him super uncomfortable.

After a few minutes of no comfort Chuck broke the silence. "How many secrets are you keeping from us? What's next? You gonna tell us you're gay?"

Red chuckled. Only if you knew. "Well… this is awkward."

Matilda stood up and walked over to him. "You have an amazing singing voice Red."

Red blushed. "No.. I don't. I'm just average."

Chuck walked over and gently takes Red's hand. "Look Red, your singing voice is awesome. It's even better than mine. Also I can tell you're gay."

"Why in the world are you obsessed with me being gay?" Red asked weirded out.

Chuck gasps. "You admit it!"

Matilda frowns. "Stop. It is none of your business if he is or not."

Chuck crosses his arms. "Fine."

Red sighs. "I think I should be going. I have work to-"

Bomb hugs Red suddenly. "I'm proud of you for singing. You were great." He set him back down and patted his head.

Red blushed. "Guys stop I'm not great."

Terence grunted in approval. At least Red thought it was approval. Everyone seemed to approve of him. He felt happy. He really thought they wouldn't like it. "It's time for me to head home. Bye guys. Thanks for the support." Red quickly walks out the room before popping back in.

"And Chuck," Red called.

"Hmmm?"

"I am gay. Bye!"

"I KNEW IT!"