Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Degrassi
Author's Note: Okay, third chapter Yay! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. This chapter is hopefully going to be the longest and most intense one yet... I spent all last night plotting how I was going to go about it. I was going to give it kind of...a heist... Italian job thing to it... but I didn't think I had the capability to do that... lol. Well enjoy!
Slamming Doors
Chapter 2: Open Doors
"Okay, depends on what you want from me." Sean looked at Marco with suspicion. He was even more dumbfounded then Marco. He didn't know Marco to well, but from the outburst he'd just had, he didn't know what to expect. There was silence between them; the only thing to be heard was the noise coming from Sean's headphones.
"Well... you kind of said you wouldn't tell... well I think I want you too."
"What!?" Sean looked at Marco as though he just descended from the Heavens. "Look, dude, I'm serious, if you don't want to help me then don't, you don't have to go and be an ass about it."
"Wha... no I'm serious too, I want everyone to know... I mean... they're going to know sooner er' later... right...?" He looked down.
"Well... sure. Okay, but uhh... what do you want me to say... you want me to right Queer on your forehead?" He said smirking at his lame joke.
"No, not particularly," Marco wasn't thrilled. He felt really stupid asking a complete stranger to tell the world his secret. However he'd convinced himself to stay strong, and hold tight. Dylan did it, so he could too. He was tired of hiding in his shadow, and tired of hiding behind Ellie. No more lies. "I was thinking... well you're in ninth grade, so you're familiar with that Toby kid. I heard he's good at hacking. Well there's a dance coming up..."
"Hey, it's Marco, is Ellie home?" Marco said into his white cordless phone.
"Yes, hold on a second." There was a muffled conversation going on, and then Ellie picked up the phone, still talking to her mom, however.
"Hey, Marco! What's going on?" Ellie said in her cheerful tone.
"Nothing really, I'm actually calling you on behalf of someone."
"Anyone... I know?" Ellie heard someone else in the phone, and then she heard Marco tell someone to stop punching him.
"Marco? Who's there?" Ellie felt somewhat Punk'd.
"Uh... sorry. Okay, anyway, as I was saying. I wanted to know if had a crush on anyone... preferably someone from Degrassi." There was an argument going on between Marco and someone else that Ellie didn't recognize.
"Why?" She asked slowly. What the hell was going on?"
"Well you see I have someone here who has a huge- OUCH! Damnit!" She couldn't understand what was going on between the person in the foreground and background, but it was all rather confusing to Ellie.
"Marco. What the hell is going on, and who is that with you?"
"Ouch. Sorry. OKAY! Now shut the hell up!"
"Excuse me?"
"No, not you El-OUCH!" Marco heard a click, and then looked at the phone, which displayed a big 'disconnected' on it. "Ellie?"
"What happened?" Sean asked Marco staring at the phone which was placed back on the hook.
"You happened; she wasn't supposed to know you were here... now she's going to be pissed at me tomorrow." Marco was upset.
"Chill. Anyway, work on it okay? I gotta go talk to Toby. You on the other hand should go shopping for wallpaper." Sean said looking around at Marco's dark purple striped walls. Marco blushed.
It was the next day at school, and Marco was afraid Ellie was going to be ignoring him. They didn't normally fight. He walked up to her locker; she had her head in her locker as he came over.
"El?" He peered over her shoulder to see what she was doing.
"Huh?" she lifted up her head too fast and ended up hitting her head on the top shelf in her locker. "Ow... guh... what it is Marco?"
"Are... you-"
"FINE! What do you want?" She looked distracted and not pleased.
"Sorry, about yesterday."
"It's fine, but thanks to you I'm going insane trying to figure out just who was at your house yesterday." Ellie said. She looked a little more relaxed.
"Oh' it was Sean Cameron, grade nine."
"Huh?!" She looked really excited, much to her dismay.
"Yeah he really likes you apparently. I told him I'd hook you to up, on one condition however."
"One condition? Oh' Marco you didn't make him make-out with you did you?!" She said smiling.
"How'd you know!? No, I asked him to make sexuality public." He said trying to put it in the most civilized manner. Ellie was silent. She looked at him with concern.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Marco felt like he was going to cry again. He looked down at his navy blue sandals.
"I'm proud of you Marco," Ellie pulled Marco into a hug.
Later that day, Marco walked into Mrs. Kwan's classroom and took his seat between Hazel and Paige. He was just waiting to get plowed with questions by Paige.
"You're still coming to Dylan's game right? It's this Saturday." Marco remembered when Dylan gave him the tickets. He had quite a break down.
"Yeah, course' I'm coming." Marco smiled.
"Good, oh' and there's a dance this Friday, your coming to that too aren't you?" Paige looked at him with enthusiasm.
"Uh, Y-yeah," Marco looked at her, not quite sure what she was getting at.
"Well Dylan's going too. Just thought you might want to know that. They are having another King and Queen contest. I'm so beating you Hazel. Spinner and I are totally going to win for sure this time." Hazel laughed at Paige.
"We've been through this like twice now, Paige." Marco zoned out. He didn't particularly want to listen to Hazel and Paige cat-fight over the crown. He did however think about how he'd never be able to win it. Not even if he tried. He caught himself tearing.
"Marco?" Paige looked at Marco, then at Hazel. They both realized what they'd just done. Paige changed the subject, and felt it was best to leave Marco alone.
"Okay, I talked to nerd-boy today. He said he'd do it," Sean laughed briefly then continued, "under one condition."
"Oh' really," Marco laughed too, "and that might be...?"
"That I get he and Emma together," Toby had hit a soft spot on Sean. Marco heard from Jimmy how Sean and Emma used to date. He had also heard that they broke up many times.
"Oh?" He searched Sean's face.
"Yeah..." Sean looked almost sad, "Did you talk to Ellie?"
"Yeah, but first, are you going to get them together?"
"I'd try, but I doubt Emma would be interested, and I doubt she'd talk to me... but what ever, what did Ellie say?"
"She said she'll meet you at the Dot after school. Anyway, I need Toby to do this for me, so please, would you figure out a way... maybe threaten him. I hear you're good at that." Marco looked at him with pleading eyes.
"At the Dot, sweet!" They were on two different planets. Marco wondered if Sean had even heard the last part of his sentence. "And... well okay, I'll try."
It was after lunch, and Marco had sat with Dylan again. He had a better time this time however, because his friends weren't as tense around him. Marco was heading back to his locker when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Dylan was successful in sneaking up on him once again.
"Hey," Marco looked at him. Blushing, like usual.
"Hey, Marco, can I talk to you... in private?" Dylan blushed slightly.
"Uh... S-sure!" Marco was so excited he felt he answered Dylan way too quickly. Dylan chuckled.
"Cool. Meet me outside at... four? Practice." He said answering Marco's expression.
"Okay, cool!" Marco was so excited. What does he want to tell me? Marco was glowing.
"Marco, are you walking home with us?" Jimmy put his elbow against the lockers nearest him.
"Uh, yeah... actually, no I can't. I'm meeting Dylan after school.
"Oh' are you really hott-stuff? Well then I guess I'll see tomorrow, Del Studly," he walked off laughing.
"Hey Marci," Spinner arrived at his locker literally right after Jimmy walked away.
"Hey Gavin," Marco replied to Spinner.
"Anyway," Spinner looked like he'd rather be in the principal's office. "I was talking to Sean. Is it true? Are you seriously going to do that? Paige'll be mad, she wanted to win."
"Sorry man, but I've gotta. Go big or go home, right?" Marco said proudly.
"Sure, whatever," Spinner walked off, with a truly sincere face.
It was almost four. Marco sat on the stairs in front of Degrassi. He bided his time by doing his homework. He was so nervous though, that he couldn't do his reading. He raced through his calculus homework, it looked more like scribble then usual.
"Marco! Hey!" Dylan walked over to him. He was all sweaty from practice. He was wearing gym shorts and the blue and yellow Degrassi short- sleeved shirt.
"Hey," Marco said his eyes were immediately drawn to the tiny bit of stomach showing on Dylan. He blushed and looked away. Dylan laughed, obviously realizing what Marco was looking at.
"So I asked to talk to you, because there's something I wanted to ask you." Dylan tried to get Marco to look at his face.
"Uh, yeah, well ask away."
"Well, okay, cool. I know we've kinda just started hanging out, and I know you were kinda' uncomfortable at Jimmy's house the other day... but I was wondering, if... well you want to go to the dance with me this Friday." Dylan had his half smile half worried look plastered on his face.
"YEAH! I mean... yeah I'd love too," Marco thought to himself about how he seriously needed to think before he spoke. Dylan laughed and looked really relieved.
"Great. I'll pick you up right before the dance."
"Great! Uh, no wait," Marco thought about it, "actually there's something I wanted to tell you." Dylan looked upset.
"Oh'?"
"Nothing... bad... but I kinda well I was planning on asking you to go with me. I was also planning on registering us in for the king and... queen contest..." Marco blushed, as he imagined Dylan wearing a princess crown.
"You were going to submit us in... the contest?" Dylan looked at Marco with what Marco thought was disgust.
"Well... if you don't... I'm sorry," Marco blushed and looked down at his hands.
"No, no its not, no I just... if we win, everyone will, well I'm not saying we'll win, but you know," Dylan didn't know if Marco had actually thought it over.
"Actually, I have another confession. Toby... the smart ninth grader... you know the one that was like bulimic, well he rigged the contest, so we'd win." Marco said, hearing it from himself made it kind of sound dirty.
"Oh' did he now," Dylan laughed, he looked like he was on the verge of tears, he was laughing so hard. "Marco, its... kind of a King and Queen thing, I don't see either of us wearing a bra if you know what I mean." He said between laughs.
"Well, I know, but I want everyone to know... that I'm gay, I'm ready... I hope."
"Well if this is what you want to do, then I'm all more it. However you better make sure someone buys two king crowns, unless you want to be a princess." Dylan stopped laughing. "What all of sudden gave you a burst of courage?" Dylan looked at Marco. He was expecting him to say it was Ellie, or his parents. "Did you tell your parents?"
"No... I haven't. The thing... person rather that inspired me to come out to the school... was... well... you, Dylan." Marco looked up from his hands. He was blushing. He was so surprised at what he'd just said. He had no idea he could be so open.
"Oh?" Dylan blushed a little.
"Yeah, I mean you're so open with your friends, and they're so... okay with it, I mean I know you said it'll be tough at first, but I think I can make it through."
"I think you can too, Marco. I'm proud of you." That was the second time that day he heard someone say that to him, but it never sounded better. Dylan leaned in closer to Marco and kissed him on the lips. Marco leaned forward, excepting the kiss. He closed his eyes, and fell back to the world he landed in at Jimmy's. Dylan pulled away after awhile and smiled. Marco smiled back.
The rest of the week went by fast. Marco and Dylan ate together every day at lunch. Paige was too busy fighting with Hazel and preparing Spinner to realize the action going on between Marco and Dylan. Ellie and Sean had got together at the Dot that day, as Sean explained it, 'they hit it off,' and were now going to the dance together. Marco was happy that Ellie got a boyfriend. He still felt bad about using her the way he had. Marco was at his house. He was preparing himself for the dance. He spent about an hour in front of the mirror. He was wearing a very nice pair of khakis, with a long sleeved navy shirt, with a t-shirt over it. He pulled the collar out from under the shirt and wore a cute little tie. He was very color coordinated and he was debating on the navy hat, and sunglasses.
"Marco, sweetie," Marco's mom walked into his room.
"Hi, Ma," Marco didn't look up from tszujing his hair.
"Could you turn around, I want to talk to you."
"Uh, sure, what's up?" Marco continued with his hair as he spiraled around.
"Um, who are you going to the dance with?" She said looking almost afraid.
"Oh' I'm just going with some friends."
"No Ellie?"
"No, we broke up... remember?"
"Right. Honey... is there anything you want to tell me?" She looked at him with glazed expressionless eyes.
"Uh, no I don't think so, is something the matter... Ma?"
"Marco, I haven't seen you with a girl in awhile."
"W-well you know how it is..." Marco was nervous.
"Sure... Marco I think you know where I am going. Are you SURE there isn't anything you want to tell me?" Marco was really nervous now; he swallowed really hard and looked at his mom with tears in his eyes.
"Y-yes," he stuttered, and began to weep.
"Marco honey, why don't you tell me these things you know I am always proud of you. Oh' sweetheart." She hugged him, and patted his head.
There was a 'beep' from the street. Marco glanced at the clock. It was Dylan.
"That's my ride."
"Okay, have fun..." She said as cheerfully as she could.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I love you... I'm just so... overwhelmed. I promise when I get back... I'll talk to you about it."
"Its okay, we've known for awhile, I'm just upset you haven't told me." This was weird Marco thought. He was expecting tears and screaming. Now that he thought about it, his dad was acting kind of strange; he was just so self-absorbed that he hadn't considered the possibilities. Marco and his mom talked awhile longer then he tszujed his hair one last time, and wiped his tears, then ran out to a rather cool looking convertible car. 'Magnificent' was the word that came to mind when Marco saw Dylan leaning against the right side of his car, with the passenger seat's car door open.
"Hey, Marco." Dylan was wearing navy pants, and a button-down light blue striped shirt with a navy blue tie. Which was tied poorly, and the first button of his shirt was unbuttoned.
"Hi. Y-you look great!" Marco said smiling from ear to ear. He got into the car and saw his mom in the doorway, smiling too. Marco felt like a weight had been lifted. He knew the worst was about to come, but at least he wasn't in hiding anymore. It was as if he was a caged animal and was now returned to the wild. However the wild was exactly what it was, and now he had to adapt.
"You look awesome too, now 'let's jet!'" Dylan said mocking Marco playfully. They laughed. When they got to the school, people were huddled around each other. Paige was with Spinner, Hazel, and Jimmy; they were obviously feuding over something. Marco saw Sean and Ellie, they were laughing. When Sean saw Marco he winked at him. Marco smiled, he was glad Sean ended up being a pretty cool guy.
"Well here goes nothing," Marco sighed. Dylan opened the door for him and grabbed his hand. They walked up to Paige and everyone.
"Oh' my god, you two look adorable!" Paige looked ecstatic.
"I know," Dylan smiled at Marco, they laughed.
They all walked in to together. It was a fun-filled night. There was great food. All donated by the Dot, most likely due to the fact that fifty percent of their costumers attended Degrassi. Marco saw Toby and Emma dancing, he couldn't believe his eyes. Hopefully she wasn't being paid, Marco thought. Sean and Ellie were talking to Chris, who was the DJ, trying to get him to play a burned CD Sean had made. Marco laughed, they were too cute. Jimmy and Hazel were having a dance off against Paige and Spinner. Marco thought that was funny, remembering how they were both going to loose, like last time, and to him too. He remembered the time they had the break-dancing competition. This, however, was much more serious. Marco was nervous.
"What are you so worried about?" Dylan put his hand on Marco's shoulder. "You're going to be fine." He smiled at him.
"Right! No worries!" Marco wasn't convinced.
"You want to dance?" Dylan wanted to loosen Marco up. He knew how hard this was going to be for him, and he was going to do all he could to help him. He didn't want him to have any regrets.
"Y-yeah."
They went on the dance floor, and danced to a slow song. They were in the corner, but word of them dancing together spread quickly. Paige, Spinner, Hazel, Jimmy, Ellie, and Sean all danced around them, to keep the commotion down.
Marco leaned his forehead on Dylan's shoulder. He gripped the back of Dylan's shirt. He closed his and eyes, as Dylan lead in the dance. He smiled. Dylan's cheek was against Marco's head, Dylan slide his hand up to Marco's hair. He stroked his hair. Marco flinched at the touch, but felt like he was floating. They danced, and for Marco it seemed like time had stopped again, but in a good way this time. They both closed their eyes and just glided on the dance floor. Marco was happy, truly happy. He felt this way a lot since he began to see Dylan more. His worries and fears completely left him for that moment. He never wanted to stop dancing. He never wanted to go back to hiding; he wanted to remain in Dylan's arms forever. That wasn't possible; he would have to return to the coldness of the real world. He would face the effects of his actions, but with a smile on his face.
No one else in that room was as happy as he was. He was completely oblivious to the world around him and was just deep in thought and feeling. He let go of his clenched fist, and just relaxed. He almost leapt when the loud speaker came on, declaring that the winners of the contest were to be announced. He got butterflies, and all of a sudden awoke from his deep thoughts. He swallowed, and he broke apart from Dylan. They looked at each other.
"And the winners are...
Authors Note: Cliffhanger. Woo... I'll update soon I promise, it's kinda a habit now. So, thanks to all that read. Please review. Hope you enjoyed! -
Author's Note: Okay, third chapter Yay! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. This chapter is hopefully going to be the longest and most intense one yet... I spent all last night plotting how I was going to go about it. I was going to give it kind of...a heist... Italian job thing to it... but I didn't think I had the capability to do that... lol. Well enjoy!
Slamming Doors
Chapter 2: Open Doors
"Okay, depends on what you want from me." Sean looked at Marco with suspicion. He was even more dumbfounded then Marco. He didn't know Marco to well, but from the outburst he'd just had, he didn't know what to expect. There was silence between them; the only thing to be heard was the noise coming from Sean's headphones.
"Well... you kind of said you wouldn't tell... well I think I want you too."
"What!?" Sean looked at Marco as though he just descended from the Heavens. "Look, dude, I'm serious, if you don't want to help me then don't, you don't have to go and be an ass about it."
"Wha... no I'm serious too, I want everyone to know... I mean... they're going to know sooner er' later... right...?" He looked down.
"Well... sure. Okay, but uhh... what do you want me to say... you want me to right Queer on your forehead?" He said smirking at his lame joke.
"No, not particularly," Marco wasn't thrilled. He felt really stupid asking a complete stranger to tell the world his secret. However he'd convinced himself to stay strong, and hold tight. Dylan did it, so he could too. He was tired of hiding in his shadow, and tired of hiding behind Ellie. No more lies. "I was thinking... well you're in ninth grade, so you're familiar with that Toby kid. I heard he's good at hacking. Well there's a dance coming up..."
"Hey, it's Marco, is Ellie home?" Marco said into his white cordless phone.
"Yes, hold on a second." There was a muffled conversation going on, and then Ellie picked up the phone, still talking to her mom, however.
"Hey, Marco! What's going on?" Ellie said in her cheerful tone.
"Nothing really, I'm actually calling you on behalf of someone."
"Anyone... I know?" Ellie heard someone else in the phone, and then she heard Marco tell someone to stop punching him.
"Marco? Who's there?" Ellie felt somewhat Punk'd.
"Uh... sorry. Okay, anyway, as I was saying. I wanted to know if had a crush on anyone... preferably someone from Degrassi." There was an argument going on between Marco and someone else that Ellie didn't recognize.
"Why?" She asked slowly. What the hell was going on?"
"Well you see I have someone here who has a huge- OUCH! Damnit!" She couldn't understand what was going on between the person in the foreground and background, but it was all rather confusing to Ellie.
"Marco. What the hell is going on, and who is that with you?"
"Ouch. Sorry. OKAY! Now shut the hell up!"
"Excuse me?"
"No, not you El-OUCH!" Marco heard a click, and then looked at the phone, which displayed a big 'disconnected' on it. "Ellie?"
"What happened?" Sean asked Marco staring at the phone which was placed back on the hook.
"You happened; she wasn't supposed to know you were here... now she's going to be pissed at me tomorrow." Marco was upset.
"Chill. Anyway, work on it okay? I gotta go talk to Toby. You on the other hand should go shopping for wallpaper." Sean said looking around at Marco's dark purple striped walls. Marco blushed.
It was the next day at school, and Marco was afraid Ellie was going to be ignoring him. They didn't normally fight. He walked up to her locker; she had her head in her locker as he came over.
"El?" He peered over her shoulder to see what she was doing.
"Huh?" she lifted up her head too fast and ended up hitting her head on the top shelf in her locker. "Ow... guh... what it is Marco?"
"Are... you-"
"FINE! What do you want?" She looked distracted and not pleased.
"Sorry, about yesterday."
"It's fine, but thanks to you I'm going insane trying to figure out just who was at your house yesterday." Ellie said. She looked a little more relaxed.
"Oh' it was Sean Cameron, grade nine."
"Huh?!" She looked really excited, much to her dismay.
"Yeah he really likes you apparently. I told him I'd hook you to up, on one condition however."
"One condition? Oh' Marco you didn't make him make-out with you did you?!" She said smiling.
"How'd you know!? No, I asked him to make sexuality public." He said trying to put it in the most civilized manner. Ellie was silent. She looked at him with concern.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Marco felt like he was going to cry again. He looked down at his navy blue sandals.
"I'm proud of you Marco," Ellie pulled Marco into a hug.
Later that day, Marco walked into Mrs. Kwan's classroom and took his seat between Hazel and Paige. He was just waiting to get plowed with questions by Paige.
"You're still coming to Dylan's game right? It's this Saturday." Marco remembered when Dylan gave him the tickets. He had quite a break down.
"Yeah, course' I'm coming." Marco smiled.
"Good, oh' and there's a dance this Friday, your coming to that too aren't you?" Paige looked at him with enthusiasm.
"Uh, Y-yeah," Marco looked at her, not quite sure what she was getting at.
"Well Dylan's going too. Just thought you might want to know that. They are having another King and Queen contest. I'm so beating you Hazel. Spinner and I are totally going to win for sure this time." Hazel laughed at Paige.
"We've been through this like twice now, Paige." Marco zoned out. He didn't particularly want to listen to Hazel and Paige cat-fight over the crown. He did however think about how he'd never be able to win it. Not even if he tried. He caught himself tearing.
"Marco?" Paige looked at Marco, then at Hazel. They both realized what they'd just done. Paige changed the subject, and felt it was best to leave Marco alone.
"Okay, I talked to nerd-boy today. He said he'd do it," Sean laughed briefly then continued, "under one condition."
"Oh' really," Marco laughed too, "and that might be...?"
"That I get he and Emma together," Toby had hit a soft spot on Sean. Marco heard from Jimmy how Sean and Emma used to date. He had also heard that they broke up many times.
"Oh?" He searched Sean's face.
"Yeah..." Sean looked almost sad, "Did you talk to Ellie?"
"Yeah, but first, are you going to get them together?"
"I'd try, but I doubt Emma would be interested, and I doubt she'd talk to me... but what ever, what did Ellie say?"
"She said she'll meet you at the Dot after school. Anyway, I need Toby to do this for me, so please, would you figure out a way... maybe threaten him. I hear you're good at that." Marco looked at him with pleading eyes.
"At the Dot, sweet!" They were on two different planets. Marco wondered if Sean had even heard the last part of his sentence. "And... well okay, I'll try."
It was after lunch, and Marco had sat with Dylan again. He had a better time this time however, because his friends weren't as tense around him. Marco was heading back to his locker when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Dylan was successful in sneaking up on him once again.
"Hey," Marco looked at him. Blushing, like usual.
"Hey, Marco, can I talk to you... in private?" Dylan blushed slightly.
"Uh... S-sure!" Marco was so excited he felt he answered Dylan way too quickly. Dylan chuckled.
"Cool. Meet me outside at... four? Practice." He said answering Marco's expression.
"Okay, cool!" Marco was so excited. What does he want to tell me? Marco was glowing.
"Marco, are you walking home with us?" Jimmy put his elbow against the lockers nearest him.
"Uh, yeah... actually, no I can't. I'm meeting Dylan after school.
"Oh' are you really hott-stuff? Well then I guess I'll see tomorrow, Del Studly," he walked off laughing.
"Hey Marci," Spinner arrived at his locker literally right after Jimmy walked away.
"Hey Gavin," Marco replied to Spinner.
"Anyway," Spinner looked like he'd rather be in the principal's office. "I was talking to Sean. Is it true? Are you seriously going to do that? Paige'll be mad, she wanted to win."
"Sorry man, but I've gotta. Go big or go home, right?" Marco said proudly.
"Sure, whatever," Spinner walked off, with a truly sincere face.
It was almost four. Marco sat on the stairs in front of Degrassi. He bided his time by doing his homework. He was so nervous though, that he couldn't do his reading. He raced through his calculus homework, it looked more like scribble then usual.
"Marco! Hey!" Dylan walked over to him. He was all sweaty from practice. He was wearing gym shorts and the blue and yellow Degrassi short- sleeved shirt.
"Hey," Marco said his eyes were immediately drawn to the tiny bit of stomach showing on Dylan. He blushed and looked away. Dylan laughed, obviously realizing what Marco was looking at.
"So I asked to talk to you, because there's something I wanted to ask you." Dylan tried to get Marco to look at his face.
"Uh, yeah, well ask away."
"Well, okay, cool. I know we've kinda just started hanging out, and I know you were kinda' uncomfortable at Jimmy's house the other day... but I was wondering, if... well you want to go to the dance with me this Friday." Dylan had his half smile half worried look plastered on his face.
"YEAH! I mean... yeah I'd love too," Marco thought to himself about how he seriously needed to think before he spoke. Dylan laughed and looked really relieved.
"Great. I'll pick you up right before the dance."
"Great! Uh, no wait," Marco thought about it, "actually there's something I wanted to tell you." Dylan looked upset.
"Oh'?"
"Nothing... bad... but I kinda well I was planning on asking you to go with me. I was also planning on registering us in for the king and... queen contest..." Marco blushed, as he imagined Dylan wearing a princess crown.
"You were going to submit us in... the contest?" Dylan looked at Marco with what Marco thought was disgust.
"Well... if you don't... I'm sorry," Marco blushed and looked down at his hands.
"No, no its not, no I just... if we win, everyone will, well I'm not saying we'll win, but you know," Dylan didn't know if Marco had actually thought it over.
"Actually, I have another confession. Toby... the smart ninth grader... you know the one that was like bulimic, well he rigged the contest, so we'd win." Marco said, hearing it from himself made it kind of sound dirty.
"Oh' did he now," Dylan laughed, he looked like he was on the verge of tears, he was laughing so hard. "Marco, its... kind of a King and Queen thing, I don't see either of us wearing a bra if you know what I mean." He said between laughs.
"Well, I know, but I want everyone to know... that I'm gay, I'm ready... I hope."
"Well if this is what you want to do, then I'm all more it. However you better make sure someone buys two king crowns, unless you want to be a princess." Dylan stopped laughing. "What all of sudden gave you a burst of courage?" Dylan looked at Marco. He was expecting him to say it was Ellie, or his parents. "Did you tell your parents?"
"No... I haven't. The thing... person rather that inspired me to come out to the school... was... well... you, Dylan." Marco looked up from his hands. He was blushing. He was so surprised at what he'd just said. He had no idea he could be so open.
"Oh?" Dylan blushed a little.
"Yeah, I mean you're so open with your friends, and they're so... okay with it, I mean I know you said it'll be tough at first, but I think I can make it through."
"I think you can too, Marco. I'm proud of you." That was the second time that day he heard someone say that to him, but it never sounded better. Dylan leaned in closer to Marco and kissed him on the lips. Marco leaned forward, excepting the kiss. He closed his eyes, and fell back to the world he landed in at Jimmy's. Dylan pulled away after awhile and smiled. Marco smiled back.
The rest of the week went by fast. Marco and Dylan ate together every day at lunch. Paige was too busy fighting with Hazel and preparing Spinner to realize the action going on between Marco and Dylan. Ellie and Sean had got together at the Dot that day, as Sean explained it, 'they hit it off,' and were now going to the dance together. Marco was happy that Ellie got a boyfriend. He still felt bad about using her the way he had. Marco was at his house. He was preparing himself for the dance. He spent about an hour in front of the mirror. He was wearing a very nice pair of khakis, with a long sleeved navy shirt, with a t-shirt over it. He pulled the collar out from under the shirt and wore a cute little tie. He was very color coordinated and he was debating on the navy hat, and sunglasses.
"Marco, sweetie," Marco's mom walked into his room.
"Hi, Ma," Marco didn't look up from tszujing his hair.
"Could you turn around, I want to talk to you."
"Uh, sure, what's up?" Marco continued with his hair as he spiraled around.
"Um, who are you going to the dance with?" She said looking almost afraid.
"Oh' I'm just going with some friends."
"No Ellie?"
"No, we broke up... remember?"
"Right. Honey... is there anything you want to tell me?" She looked at him with glazed expressionless eyes.
"Uh, no I don't think so, is something the matter... Ma?"
"Marco, I haven't seen you with a girl in awhile."
"W-well you know how it is..." Marco was nervous.
"Sure... Marco I think you know where I am going. Are you SURE there isn't anything you want to tell me?" Marco was really nervous now; he swallowed really hard and looked at his mom with tears in his eyes.
"Y-yes," he stuttered, and began to weep.
"Marco honey, why don't you tell me these things you know I am always proud of you. Oh' sweetheart." She hugged him, and patted his head.
There was a 'beep' from the street. Marco glanced at the clock. It was Dylan.
"That's my ride."
"Okay, have fun..." She said as cheerfully as she could.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I love you... I'm just so... overwhelmed. I promise when I get back... I'll talk to you about it."
"Its okay, we've known for awhile, I'm just upset you haven't told me." This was weird Marco thought. He was expecting tears and screaming. Now that he thought about it, his dad was acting kind of strange; he was just so self-absorbed that he hadn't considered the possibilities. Marco and his mom talked awhile longer then he tszujed his hair one last time, and wiped his tears, then ran out to a rather cool looking convertible car. 'Magnificent' was the word that came to mind when Marco saw Dylan leaning against the right side of his car, with the passenger seat's car door open.
"Hey, Marco." Dylan was wearing navy pants, and a button-down light blue striped shirt with a navy blue tie. Which was tied poorly, and the first button of his shirt was unbuttoned.
"Hi. Y-you look great!" Marco said smiling from ear to ear. He got into the car and saw his mom in the doorway, smiling too. Marco felt like a weight had been lifted. He knew the worst was about to come, but at least he wasn't in hiding anymore. It was as if he was a caged animal and was now returned to the wild. However the wild was exactly what it was, and now he had to adapt.
"You look awesome too, now 'let's jet!'" Dylan said mocking Marco playfully. They laughed. When they got to the school, people were huddled around each other. Paige was with Spinner, Hazel, and Jimmy; they were obviously feuding over something. Marco saw Sean and Ellie, they were laughing. When Sean saw Marco he winked at him. Marco smiled, he was glad Sean ended up being a pretty cool guy.
"Well here goes nothing," Marco sighed. Dylan opened the door for him and grabbed his hand. They walked up to Paige and everyone.
"Oh' my god, you two look adorable!" Paige looked ecstatic.
"I know," Dylan smiled at Marco, they laughed.
They all walked in to together. It was a fun-filled night. There was great food. All donated by the Dot, most likely due to the fact that fifty percent of their costumers attended Degrassi. Marco saw Toby and Emma dancing, he couldn't believe his eyes. Hopefully she wasn't being paid, Marco thought. Sean and Ellie were talking to Chris, who was the DJ, trying to get him to play a burned CD Sean had made. Marco laughed, they were too cute. Jimmy and Hazel were having a dance off against Paige and Spinner. Marco thought that was funny, remembering how they were both going to loose, like last time, and to him too. He remembered the time they had the break-dancing competition. This, however, was much more serious. Marco was nervous.
"What are you so worried about?" Dylan put his hand on Marco's shoulder. "You're going to be fine." He smiled at him.
"Right! No worries!" Marco wasn't convinced.
"You want to dance?" Dylan wanted to loosen Marco up. He knew how hard this was going to be for him, and he was going to do all he could to help him. He didn't want him to have any regrets.
"Y-yeah."
They went on the dance floor, and danced to a slow song. They were in the corner, but word of them dancing together spread quickly. Paige, Spinner, Hazel, Jimmy, Ellie, and Sean all danced around them, to keep the commotion down.
Marco leaned his forehead on Dylan's shoulder. He gripped the back of Dylan's shirt. He closed his and eyes, as Dylan lead in the dance. He smiled. Dylan's cheek was against Marco's head, Dylan slide his hand up to Marco's hair. He stroked his hair. Marco flinched at the touch, but felt like he was floating. They danced, and for Marco it seemed like time had stopped again, but in a good way this time. They both closed their eyes and just glided on the dance floor. Marco was happy, truly happy. He felt this way a lot since he began to see Dylan more. His worries and fears completely left him for that moment. He never wanted to stop dancing. He never wanted to go back to hiding; he wanted to remain in Dylan's arms forever. That wasn't possible; he would have to return to the coldness of the real world. He would face the effects of his actions, but with a smile on his face.
No one else in that room was as happy as he was. He was completely oblivious to the world around him and was just deep in thought and feeling. He let go of his clenched fist, and just relaxed. He almost leapt when the loud speaker came on, declaring that the winners of the contest were to be announced. He got butterflies, and all of a sudden awoke from his deep thoughts. He swallowed, and he broke apart from Dylan. They looked at each other.
"And the winners are...
Authors Note: Cliffhanger. Woo... I'll update soon I promise, it's kinda a habit now. So, thanks to all that read. Please review. Hope you enjoyed! -