Author's Note: Sorry for the wait you guys… the start of summer and pretty much not knowing what to write are my excuses, haha. Thanks so much for the lovely reviews!

Disclaimer: School of Rock is not mine… Mike, Amanda, James, and Jake belong to me. The song Miami is by Will Smith.

Warning: Angst, language, slash. You've been warned.

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"Temperature get to ya it's about to reach five-hundred degrees in the Caribbean seas, with the hot mommies creamin 'ay, papi!' Every time I come to town, they be spotting me in the drop Bentley, ain't no stopping me. So, cash in your dough and flow to this fashion show, pound for pound anywhere you go. Yo ain't no city in the world like this, and if you ask how I know, I gots to plead the fifth. Party in the city where the heat is on, all night on the beach till the break of dawn. Welcome to Miami, bienvenido a Miami. Bouncing in the club where the heat is on, all night on the beach till the break of dawn. I'm going to Miami, welcome to Miami."

"Hello? Hey mom. …Yeah, I'm at Mandy's house with her and Mike… yeah, okay. I'll call you when I need a ride home... okay. Love you too. Bye."

"…."

James glanced up at me, "…what?"

"Your ring tone is Will Smith."

He snorted, "Yours is The Backstreet Boys."

"You're such a black white boy. God, Will Smith?"

"You're such a freaking girl. The Backstreet Boys? Jeez, Mike. It's 2008, no one still listens to them."

Grumbling, I flopped down on the bed, "I do. They're really good now."

"Mike… hate to break it to you, but they were never good."

I glared at Amanda, "You used to like them too!"

"Mikey, I was seven. I hardly think that counts."

"Fine. The Backstreet Boys or Will Smith."

"You two have horrible taste in music… but probably Will Smith over The Backstreet Boys any day."

James smiled, "We have bad taste? You still listen to Tom Petty. He's like a hundred and eight."

"Speaking of which, Rachel, Jenn, Richie, Jason and I have the Tom Petty concert tonight. So I'm heading out. Have fun doing… whatever it is boys do together on Friday nights."

She smiled and left, closing the door behind her. James got up, a funny look on his face. "You have… an Arthur Cd? Are you freaking kidding me, Mikey?"

I laughed, "It was from when I was kid. I found it a few weeks ago and listened to again. Best Cd ever, not gonna lie."

He grinned, "I can't believe I'm saying this… but… wanna put it on?"

I jumped up, laughing, "god I thought you'd never ask. We're going straight for the night-light song."

"I don't know… Matalij Ja Mustii sounds pretty interesting."

I shuddered, "No! I made the mistake of looking those translated lyrics up… trust me… just no."

He smiled, "…okay. Jekyll and Hyde?"

"I used to have nightmares about that song. And Amanda would always play it just to scare me."

"…You… were scared of an Arthur song?"

"Well…. Mandy was scared of the Homework song!"

"It's about… homework?"

"Yeah. That's a good one actually. Their teacher sings them their homework assignments!"

He laughed, "wow. I can't believe we're actually going to listen to this."

I smiled, "Well, there's a movie coming on tonight we could always watch instead."

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"Jay?"

"Yeah Mikey?"

"So, I mean… I know this a nickelodeon movie and all… and it's for kids… but it's really sad. I mean, god how hard is it to see they love each other? And who could be bigger than Santa Claus?! It's Santa!"

"Mikey, I think you're getting too emotionally connected. It's going to have a happy ending."

I pouted, leaning against him slightly, "I hope—aw look he kissed her! Awww. See, I told you it was going to be a happy ending. God, Jay. …Hey! No need to flick my forehead."

He smiled and slung his arm around my shoulder, "It's all in good fun, Mikey. So, why did we just watch a Naked Brothers Band movie?"

"We didn't have anything better to do?"

"Okay, good, that's what we'll tell people."

"How about we don't tell people? They wouldn't understand."

James grinned and shrugged, "they're just jealous that they aren't as cool as us, sitting around on a Friday night watching The Naked Brothers Band."

"Yeah, Jay. We're real cool."

"I thought so."

I smiled turning off the tv, "What do you wanna do now?"

He shifted slightly, "Uhm, actually… can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah, sure. Everything okay?"

He shrugged, brushing a strand of sandy blonde hair out of his eye, "how do you… how do you know if you're gay?"

"You… like boys?"

He smiled weakly, "Yeah, but… I don't know. Do you just know, like are you just all of a sudden one day, 'He's pretty cute.' Or do you feel something? Do you just know deep down that 'hey, you're gay.' How do you know?"

I blushed, "I—I don't know. I mean, you can't help who you like, right? So, if you're attracted to someone it's because of who they are, not what they look like or what gender they are… you just like them. It just… happens. And there's no way of explaining it, no way of getting out of it. Just… there it is, plain and simple… love."

"Oh. I guess that makes sense. It's just… love."

I sighed, "Yeah. Love."

He rested his head against my shoulder, breathing heavily.

"Jamie?"

"Yeah Mikey?"

"It was Jake Matthews."

He glanced up, "Wha—"

"It was Jake. The one who… beat me up. He found out I was gay."

James glanced down, whispering, tears leaking out of his eyes, "I know."

"What do you mean—"

He took my hand, "Mandy sent me to the library to find you and as I walked in I heard you two arguing. I heard you say you liked me… that you didn't deserve me." He sniffed and wiped at his bloodshot eyes, "And I saw him hit you, and I was going to step in… but you fought back, and then he was leaving… and then I saw you pass out and, I didn't know what to do. And, I wasn't going to do anything to Jake until you felt you could tell me what happened… I didn't want to hurt you anymore. You mean too much to me, Mikey."

I pulled away from James standing up, "James… why didn't you tell me you knew? Why didn't you… say anything? I feel so stupid."

He stood up angrily, "Don't feel stupid, Michael! None of this is your fault! Jake is an asshole and you're one of the nicest people I've ever met. Don't for one fucking second think you don't deserve me, if anything I don't deserve you."

"James… maybe you should leave."

He glared and folded his arms across his chest, "No."

"James—"

"No, Michael."

"Why the hell not?"

He stepped forward, causing me to step back, hitting the wall. I glanced up, seeing hurt in his eyes… a pain that shouldn't be there.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, blinking rapidly to hold back my tears, "Jay…"

"Mikey… shut up."

He reached his hand up, caressing my cheek lightly, trailing it up to my ear, twirling his finger in a strand of my hair, hot breath washing over my face. He leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to my lips.

I felt his heart beating rapidly as I pulled his body closer to mine, burying my face in his hair, taking in his scent.

We stood there for I don't know how long… just holding each other. Letting each other know we were there.

James took my hand and led me over to my bed, sitting us down and letting me curl up against him as his hand played with my hair.

I lifted my tear-streaked face and smiled.

James smiled back, brushing away my tears with his thumb as I sucked in a breath.

"Mikey, I think it's possible that I might be gay."

I leaned over, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "I'm glad."

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Author's Note: I hope this chapter was good since I made you all wait a little while longer than usual.

And, I don't have anything against Will Smith, Tom Petty, or The Backstreet Boys. I happen to like them all actually and Miami has been one of my favorite songs since I was like… five, lol.

Arthur Cd... I have it. It's pretty freaking awesome, not gonna lie, haha. And Jekyll and Hyde did scare me as a kid, my brother always tortured me with it, lol.

And, The Naked Brothers Band? So, my friend made me watch their movie Polar Bears last week, on tv, and... it was really stupid and everything but all in all, it wasn't that bad, hahaha.

Anyway, yeah, I hope you all liked it and remember to review! I'll update as soon as possible!