15 YEARS AGO...
Spencer took a deep breath as he draped the dark jacket over his thin form. "You can do this man, you can do this."He thought to himself, as he placed the black hat on his head, then remembered that was for later, then put it back on the desk. "Why am I so nervous? I've done this one before a million times. Maybe it's because this one actually means something."He thought again as he slipped on his left shoe, then the right one.
Finally, he slid on the intricate part of the whole outfit;his glove. Careful not to do too much damage to it, he carefully slid the white, sparkly glove onto his thin, pale, left hand. He took another deep breath, then reached for the scissors. As careful as he could, he snipped off tiny pieces of his hair. Not a lot, just enough to maintain the haircut the fans loved on the 8-year-old. He then reached for the black hair chalk, then colored his hair black, making sure he colored it so that no one could see his chestnut-colored, golden tresses.
"Yo, you done? People waitin'." The Mexican 8-year old called, leaning against the doorway. Enrique Gonzalez saw the worried look on his best friend since preschool's face when he turned around to look at him.
"Pre-performance jitters, Moonwalker?" He teased, making his way through stacks of books and drawings, finally sitting down in the green easy chair. "A little bit, yeah," he confessed. "It's just that, well...I'm scared of my dad catching wind of this. If he ever finds out I skipped school for this, he'll kill me. I'm not kidding." He said seriously when Enrique smiled."
"Look, Moonwalk, you can't let him get to you. Don't let him win. We can't and won't have a gunfight at the O.K. Corral, I'll make sure of that."
Spencer smiled at the reference to that movie. "Thanks, man. How would have I survived preschool without you?" Enrique smiled and said, "Probably wouldn't have sung, and crash and burn." Spencer smiled, stood up, and donned the black fedora. "Let's go. People waiting'." Enrique followed him out of the room, but they both stopped abruptly when they saw who was standing in the hall.
It was Spencer's father.
And he was mad.