"If you like then you shouldn't put a ring on it", Beyoncés voice sounded loudly from my Ipod speakers. I stood in front of the mirror in my room while I practiced the moves Kurt had taught us. I know that every guy complained a lot when Mr. Shuester came up with the idea of dancing in one of our games, and I did out loud. But inside I was filled with joy, I loved to dance, it was my biggest passion, but I hadn't told anyone about that. Everyone would assume that I'm gay, not that I'm homophobic, is just that my reputation would break if everyone thought that I was gay.
I looked myself in the mirror, I was actually really good at dancing, I could move some parts of my body in a very skillful way most of the people couldn't. I made a spin, and just then my dad opened my door.
"Michael-", he began, but stopped when he saw what I was doing. "What are you doing?"
"Uh-", I didn't know what to say, I hadn't told my parents about my passion for dancing I knew that they wouldn't like it, so I kept it as a secret. "Just practicing, uh, football", I said two seconds to late. I knew he didn't believe me.
"Okay", he looked at me with disgust in his face. "Can you keep the music down, I'm trying to watch the news".
"Sure, of course", I said. "I'm really sorry dad".
"Okay", he said and walked out of my room. I turned down the volume of the music and laid down in bed. I think my parents know that I like to dance; this was not the first time they caught me dancing. But I'd like to keep it as a secret until I was ready to come out the dancing closet.
"Okay, on three", Kurt said while he pressed play on the boom box. "One, two, three", he counted down and made the first move at 'three'. I followed him, maybe a little to hesitant. I felt Matt's confused gaze in my back. Even my best friend had no idea that dancing was my passion. "Good Mike!" I heard Mr. Shuesters voice from the other side of the room. I smiled at him, he gave me a big smile. He was really nice.
After we danced through the song three times Coach Tanaka interrupted us. "Okay, I think that's enough!" He wasn't as nice as Mr. Shuester. "If you excuse me Shuester I need to train those guys on football, the reason we're playing this game!" I knew he didn't like this, he were already ashamed of us. He just did this because he knew that Mr. Shuester and Ms. Pillsbury were good friends, so Mr. Shuester could say some good things about Coach to her. "Let's go guys!" He exclaimed and we followed him towards the football field.
"I didn't knew you were that good at dancing", Matt said.
"Wha-", I said. "I'm not that good".
"Yes you are, you're like jellyfish man", he joked.
I laughed. "Yeah, sure mate", I was just about to grab my phone from my pocket, but it wasn't there. "Shit, I've must've forgotten my cell in the choir room", I told Matt. "I'll see you in the field!" Matt nodded and began to talk to Puck. I walked fast towards the choir room; Coach would get furious if I came late.
I stepped into the choir room and saw a girl sit on a chair, writing something on a piece of paper. I looked at her. Black hair with pink highlights, blue eye shadow and gothic clothes. She was Asian as well, just like me. She looked up from her paper and it felt like the time froze. She was beautiful.
"Hey", I greeted.
"H-hi", she stuttered.
"I-I forgot my phone", I said, without breaking eye contact. She nodded and looked down at her paper again.
I saw my phone on the piano, and just as I was about to walk out from the room, a kid in a wheelchair came in. I recognized him, Artie Abrams.
"Hi Artie", I greeted him. He looked at me with a shocked face; he wasn't used to be greeted by someone from the football team. He rolled towards the girl.
"Hi Tina", he greeted the girl. Tina. It sounded perfect for her. Tina. She greeted him with a big smile, and stood up. She leaned over to kiss him softly on his lips. I saw that she looked at me while kissing him, probably wondering why I looked at them kissing. I felt the blush in my face and hurried out of the room.
Tina.