Fay woke up early the next morning. He had an extra hour to do something so he decided on making an extra special breakfast. Compared to the plain toast he usually made the French toast he whipped up and put on lots of powder sugar was heavenly. When finished he went to the bathroom and showered, and did his hair and makeup before getting dressed. He put on the school's female uniform and spun around examining it. No one ever suspected him for a guy. All he had to do was act like a girl and not be himself completely, add some makeup, a padded bra and a skirt and no one looked twice. It was simple. So simple he had to wonder how blind everyone was. Couldn't they see how fake he was at school? Last night had been so refreshing. He had been under his brother's name but he had been himself and not the shy, bumbling, cute, not very talkative and polite little thing. He had been his true outgoing self if but for a while last night.
A knocking that told him his ride was here brought him out of his thoughts. He grabbed his ready bag and rushed out of the apartment making sure to lock it. When he hoped in the car he greeted the driver and thanked him. Fay proceeded to take out an MP3 and listen to the song specifically selected to help him get into "girl" mode. He stared out the window. It had started snowing. Fay knew it wouldn't stick for at least another week. The snow was small and melted the instant it touched the heated car's windows.
"Here you go, Fay. Have a nice day." The driver looked back at him and the blonde got out. Stepping out into the cold, he wanted to run to the school and sit in the warm nurse's office. Almost every other room would be barely warmer than this. He should have brought an extra coat. Maybe Tomoyo would have one. He found her in her first period. "Hi, Tomoyo." He said softly.
She glanced up and then returned to looking at her camera. "Hi."
"Would you happen to have an extra coat?"
She nodded, standing up. She looked at his shaking knees. "Geeze, Fay, you really know how to act. Stop that shaking. I'm getting you a coat."
Fay smiled slightly. "Thank you."
Tomoyo opened the class coat closet. She pulled a long blue one out. Fay put it on and saw it fell to his knees just below the skirt. A flash blinded him when he looked up. A smirk was half hidden behind a camera.
"Get to class, Fay, or else you'll be my model until school starts."
This had Fay scurrying out of the room for his own first period which was history with Toya-sensei. After his father had retired, Toya had decided that he would take up the position. He had apparently learned enough from his father that he easily took on the job. Fay had decided the only problem Toya-sensei had with the job was the kids. There had been quite a few trouble makers at the beginning of the school year and that had lasted a while, but Toya-sensei had found a way to flatten them out. Fay walked into the familiar classroom and put his stuff down on his desk. He turned to see Yukito-sensei leaning over the teacher's desk and kissing the seated Toya-sensei. The taller had a hand on the back of the head of the man with glasses keeping their faces close together.
"Ah, Yukito-sensei, Toya-sensei…" Fay said meekly, though inside he was laughing and cheering them on. The two pulled apart, looking flushed and embarrassed at having been caught making out before school. "There is the science closet if you want to …uh… you know." Fay suggested and looked down at the ground supposedly also embarrassed. An evil grin grew on Toya's face. Yukito just smiled pleasantly.
"Where were you this morning?" Yukito asked.
"I was at home…?" Fay was wondering what he was getting at.
"You missed band."
Fay then remembered that he was indeed now in a band. He bowed deeply. "I am sooo sorry. I forgot."
"Just don't forget next time, Mrs. Flowright." Yukito said trying to be stern but failing. Fay nodded. Yukito-sensei had used his last name. He always called students by their first name, with their permission of course, and to be called by your last name was his way of saying I'm mad, or worse, disappointed.
"Yes, Sir."
Yukito placed a warm hand on Fay's shoulder. "I'll see you in chemistry then." He said then left.
The bell rang and students flooded the classroom and class started. Fay didn't pay much attention to the lecture, but doodled on his page. None of the doodles actually made sense, but moving his hand helped him think. He was feeling crushed, suffocated. He wanted out.
After class a boy tried to approach him but he had managed to slip away. He went to his next two classes. By the end of PE, he was fidgety and jumped to his feet when the bell rang for class to be dismissed and lunch to start. He restrained himself from running and walked to the theater where he had drama after school. He opened the unlocked door. He technically wasn't supposed to be here without a teacher but he really wanted some time to himself.
He went to a door which led to the light and sound controls. It was locked but he knew the key was under the carpet. He took it and unlocked the door before slipping in. Fay knew the control room well being that he was tech and not an actor. He turned the lights for the entire theater on dim and the stage lights on full. He flipped through a CD case and found what he was looking for. It was a CD he had made and put in here in hopes that the director would overlook it and that he could keep it here for instances such as this. He put it in the player and adjusted the sound. The music played softly at first then he turned it up just a little. He didn't want to get caught and loud music was bound to do just that.
Fay ran down the steps for the stage and jumped on. He tapped his foot to the music. It was a Disney song that started the CD off. Tarzan's "Trashin' the Camp" was the song that helped him warm up. Fay rotated his shoulder then swayed gently. He heard the music not only with his ears but with his heart. His heart knew how he wanted to move. It understood both the music and himself. He started to sway with a little more… "Umph" as one friend had put it. Right before he could really get into it the song changed leaving Fay eager to start dancing. The next song was Rihanna's "Don't Stop the Music" to which stepped from side to side until the chorus started and he began a simple set of steps which he sped up and slowly added to. He spun around once loving the feel of air through his hair. Fay started to use more of his arms. He felt the end coming more than heard it so he chassed forward and kicked high in the air. The next song was "Pump It" by Black Eyed Peas. Fay chassed backwards and did a backwards round kick in sync with the first "pump it". He dropped to the ground with his left leg to the side and threw his arms up in the air then back down. He pulled his left leg in as he stood up rolling his shoulders. He threw his arms up with the next "pump it" and triple back-flipped.
Fay landed nicely on his feet and shook his shoulder left and right then did cartwheel to the left. He did a complex series of steps and kicks. Fay moved his arms in different combinations while bobbing his head. He dropped to the ground with the next "pump it" and swung his legs around before lifting the up above his head in a handstand. Fay pushed off the ground and landed on his feet. He took a single step forward and did an inside turn. He took three steps forward and did a sweep drop making it look like he had tripped himself. He went into a handstand with his body diagonal to the ground. He started to swing his legs in a circular motion. It was a break-dance move he had seen on TV. He slowed to a stop and sat there for four seconds. Fay did a backwards summersault, rolling into a standing position. He cocked his head to the side and stood there breathing hard. He tapped his foot and heard the next pump it coming up. He did a series of fancy kicks emphasizing the "pump it". He stopped and moved down slowly each time the singers said "down". Fay stayed still squatting before moving forward so both knees touched the stage. He started to crawl forward then the girl started to sing and half a second later he leaned to his right to sit on his bum and swung his legs around and moved them around gracefully before doing another backwards summersault to his feet with the "pump it" then doing a flip forwards then two backwards and another series of kicks made graceful with practice. Then Fay flipped one last time and landed just as the song ended.
Out of breath, Fay sunk to the ground. The next song came on but he didn't bother to do anything until it was done. He got up and went to turn everything off and get to his next class.
