I posted this on tumblr first, and it received quite a good review. So, I'm going to write a second chapter, because people were asking what happens afterwards.

Here's the first bit.

Everything belongs to CP Coulter, except the song. That belongs to Lady Gaga.

Logan shifted uncomfortably in his seat, the back of the chair digging into his back. The lights dimmed, while Logan tugged at his clothes, seemingly unable to sit still.

Derek slapped at his hand, a scowl covering his face. The athlete gestured to the stage, where a single spotlight was lit. Logan crossed his arms tightly, willing for this performance or whatever it was to be over.

A boy – no, a young man – stepped into the spotlight as the music switched on. His blazer was buttoned up, but the tie around his was neck lose, with the top few buttons undone.

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up,
'Cause you were born this way, baby.

Logan sat up as he recognised the familiar voice.

"Is that -?" he gasped, turning to Derek before flicking back, not wanting to miss a second.

My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars

Standing in the spotlight, Julian twisted his lips at the irony of the lyrics. He stared out at the audience, confidence oozing from every inch of him. But inside, Julian was nervous. However, being an award-winning actor sometimes had it's advantages.

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir

Logan was in shock. He watched as Julian strutted to the front of the stage followed by the spotlight. Soon, the actor was joined by several other boys, dressed similarly to himself.

"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"

An odd smirk hit Julian's face. He raised a fist, accenting the next few lyrics.

"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"

There was a slight pause as the people on stage bowed their heads before bursting into action.

I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes

The boys moved in synchronisation, their moves flawless. Julian was at the lead, and boy, could he move.

I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret

Julian's voice was perfect. Despite his outlandish moves, he still hit every note perfectly. Logan was in awe.

Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way

Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way

Logan had his mouth open. What on earth was Julian doing and, oh God, how on earth could he move his hips like that?

Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way.

Logan was just admiring how well Julian was singing, and how well he was dancing. He refused to accept he was perving on his straight best friend. He refused to accept that the actor's – albeit extremely provocative – moves were turning him on.

Julian grinned as he sung, his hips twisted and thrusting and oh god.

Logan wasn't even really paying attention to the song – he was too busy objectifying Julian. Imagining all the ways those hips of his would turn and twist, only this time above him, all alone together in Logan's room.

The prefect snapped back to reality, realising something other than slutty dancing was happening on stage, and that he had a potentially awkward problem in his pants.

Logan shifted uneasily – Derek shooting a wicked grin at him – as the back up dancers pulled open their blazers.

The chests of their shirts were emblazoned with large block letters. Logan read 'GAY', 'AWKWARD', and 'CAN'T SING', before the boys returned to their flashy moves.

Only this time Julian wasn't with them. He was still in the middle of the stage, only now he had his back turned to the audience.

Internally, Julian was freaking out. This was the moment, the big reveal. Could he do this? There was no going back afterwards. Did he have the strength to deal with it?

And then the next beat hit, and Julian instinctively spun on his heel to face the audience, flinging his blazer open to reveal the word covering his chest.

"BI."

Logan could tell Julian was nervous. Three years spent with Julian had given him a better insight into what he was really feeling.

But Logan was still shocked over what his shirt said. Was it true? Could he really be bisexual? Now that he thought about it, Logan could never really remember asking him outright what his sexuality was.

Despite his nerves, Logan watched as Julian still sung with perfect tone and clarity, his body moving to the music in perfect synchronisation with the others.

The song faded to a close, the boys standing still, waiting for applause.

After a slight pause, the crowd before them rose as one, clapping for the stunning performance.

Logan was still shocked, but he still rose to his feet, his problem forgotten.

Perhaps, those thoughts could be a reality?

The next bit should be up very, very soon - if all goes well and WB doesn't hit.