All I've wanted since I got to Degrassi was to do this musical. You gave that to me.
As his mind crept into a relaxing state of sleep, or as his it slowly found it's way back reality again as he awoke, Adam couldn't get the situation that happened after the Romeo and Jules play out of his head. Becky Baker thanked him for allowing her to sing in a play that went against her beliefs. She hugged him, sincerely hugged him, and ran her hand ever so gently along his neck and along the collar of his shirt.
Out of the seven billion people in the world, of course the stars had to align the transgendered, gamer kid with a homophobic, essentially "perfect" Christian. Just as it had when they aligned him with the alcoholic, lesbian socialite. However, Adam was beginning to see Becky Baker in a new light as opposed to a lost cause.
Sure, the girl had set up a charity booth to sabotage the sales of the play, and yeah, she tried to destroy said play by potentially having a legally held protest outside of Degrassi, but all of that didn't seem to matter. At the end of the day, Becky stopped resisting and even volunteered to save a play she didn't entirely agree with.
The weekend had gone by successfully, the play continuing on from its opening on Friday night to its conclusion on Sunday night; Saturday and Sunday nights both actually having to add in an extra show due to the skyrocketing sales after their successful opening night and the recommendations flying around to everyone in the area.
It was now Monday morning and time for Adam to return to school with no projects left on his plate for the time being. WhisperHug was on a small hiatus, which was much needed not only for Adam since he had difficulty efficiently juggling multiple roles, but also for Imogen who was going through a rough patch in her life with her father and such. He had no clue what he'd do with his time until the band began practices once again, considering Eli and Clare, his two best friends, were busy dating each other - but then again, Eli was also busy being Clare's strong support system through her beginning lawsuit against Asher.
Adam groaned as he forced himself out of his cozy bed, having a near heart attack as he thought about how he'd spend his day…or, whom he'd even be able to spend it with. It seemed like everyone was paired up or cliqued up and there was little to no wiggle room for him to fit in.
Adam managed to get through his morning routine fairly quickly, hoping to arrive to school a little earlier to check out what else he could possibly throw himself into so he could meet new people and be apart of something. Adam knew he could hang out at the LGBTQ meetings, but he wanted to see what else might have been out there.
His teeth and face clean, his hair combed nicely, Adam reluctantly threw on a white t-shirt with a light blue, unbuttoned button up shirt along with his nice leather jacket and dark blue jeans to top it all off. Sliding on white slip-on Vans to complete his look, he yanked his backpack from beside his bed and hauled it off with him to school.
iPod basting in his ears, Adam suddenly realized he was at school even earlier than intended. With his concentration shifted away from the distance and fixated on the music instead, his walk was completed much more quickly, allowing him twenty more dreaded minutes before his first class. He scuffled his feet as he walked up the steps of Degrassi, flinging the door open absentmindedly and headed straight for the activities and announcements boards.
Head down as he skipped through a few songs to get to one he found more desirable, Adam let out an involuntary grunt as he ran into somebody who stood directly in front of the boards.
"Sorry," He muttered automatically. He felt like an idiot, hesitantly throwing his head up to see whose day he possibly could have already ruined.
"Don't worry about it, it was an accident." A sweet, chipper voice replied.
As Adam's sight fixed on the figure, his heart dropped as it all clicked in his head. The voice was familiar and his eyes had caught sight of the blonde hair before anything else. As the small figure turned to face him, of course. It was Becky.
Swallowing hard, Adam's face softened even more, unable to find any, let alone the right, words to say to her. He threw his gaze onto the board, eyeing each poster quickly to help any topic come into mind.
Becky sighed sweetly, realizing that for now that she'd have to do a little more of the conversing between the two of them. "So, looking for a new activity Mr. Torres?"
Adam nearly went into shock at Becky referring to him as a mister, and simply nodded his head slowly in response.
Becky just smiled, nodding her head along with him. "Yeah, me too. There's a lot of volunteer work I was looking into, but I've done so much of that already. I kind of want to…expand my horizons you could say. Make my resume a little more colorful for when I'm job hunting in the future." She giggled softly to lighten the mood.
Adam choked back the awkwardness that had taken over his body, smiling gently at the eager girl. "Yeah. I just want to find something interesting to be apart of."
"You were apart of the play, that was interesting." She ensured.
"True, but that's over now. And my band-"
"A band? You're in a band?" Her perkiness interrupted.
Adam nodded, seeing he could lead with that foot. "Yeah, I'm in a band. WhisperHug. We're on a break right now though, so that's why I'm here." He said, gesturing towards the board as a more confident smile set on his face.
"That's amazing. I wish I were talented enough to play an instrument." She smiled, hands clasped in front of herself as she swayed gently.
"You sing, don't you?" Adam rhetorically asked. "Your voice is an instrument. The best one out there."
She nodded. "Glad you see it that way. Only problem is I can only use it in church choir. I'm not much of a band person." She paused for a moment, realizing how her response could have been taken. "Not because I find it wrong or anything, it's just not for me." She shrugged slightly, attempting to shake off her own ounces of awkwardness. "Well, what did you do before the band and the play?"
Adam smirked, knowing how silly he was about to sound. "Well, Eli is actually my best friend, and so is Clare. But they're dating each other so sometimes I end up the third wheel. We've worked things out but they're dealing with a situation right now." He frowned slightly at himself, realizing he was rambling. "And well, I played video games and read comics. Lots of them. With my brother especially but he moved out so it's not as fun now."
"Oh." Becky responded sadly, unable to relate since she and her brother were in the same grade, allowing them to be attached at the hip constantly besides when he went to hockey practice and games. She shook off her sympathy, trying to maintain a positive attitude. "Well what else? I'm sure you were involved with other stuff in this school. I mean…it's huge, with a very diverse student body."
"You really wanna know?" Adam questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
Becky's forehead wrinkled slightly, eyebrows drawing together. "Yeah." She reluctantly said, clearing her throat gently as she prepared for something grotesque. Part time graffiti artist, perhaps? No. Typical high school hooligan? Couldn't be.
"LGBTQ club." He countered quickly.
Becky nodded slowly for a good couple moments, a dead silence filling the air as a small, slightly forced, smile crept onto her face. "Well, why aren't you in it anymore?"
Adam shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "It's not that I'm not apart of it, it's just that I want to be in something new. It's a great club to be in though, everyone's friendly and like a big happy family. It's like a support system too. Especially since straight people are in it too. They're the alliance part of it to show that they aren't like any of us, but they support us being who we are." He paused, shaking his head. "You'd have to see it to get it."
Becky hesitated for a moment, gently gnawing on the corner of her lip. She stepped closer to Adam, her eyes fixing onto his. "Show me."
Adam couldn't help but let out a laugh, his eyebrows rising. "Seriously?"
Becky's face stayed serious, nodding somewhat furiously as her eyes analyzed his face. "Really. Let's go. Together. I-I want to…understand."
Silence stained Adam's lips for a moment, taken aback that Becky was putting herself out there like that. That she would allow a situation where people could actually see her in that setting, surrounded by a lifestyle that she believes, or had believed, was a chosen one.
"Lunch. That's when they're meeting, although their office is open all day. But we're out of time." Adam offered as the warning bell finally buzzed.
Becky nodded. "Deal." She turned her head to the board, catching sight of the advertisement of the office. She drew her finger over the numbers that indicated where it was located and smiled, turning to face Adam once more. "I'll see you at lunch, in there."
With that, she pivoted on her heel and drifted down the hallway to her class, leaving Adam dumbfounded.
(Let me know if I should continue this or not. Reviews are really helpful. I think I've gone about a month without writing anything because of my massive writer's block, but with your guys' help I can get back into the groove. (: )