Chapter 4 Venus as A Boy

The boys in room 306 were back from a night out clubbing. Psymon was getting ready to go to bed wearing his Oscar the grouch Pajama bottoms as he looked at Moby who was coming out of the shower, wearing only a towel.

"Can you believe that Logan guy? He just disappears and POOF he ends up at the finish line in first place!" Said Psymon for the seventh time since the race

Moby slipped on his favorite superman boxers and though he was sick of Psymon pointing it out, he had to agree.

"I know, mate, I know, but that's the past now so forget it…" He answered

Moby's stomach let out a monstrous sound, and so he decided to go get a snack. As he was going out the door, Psymon yelled out "Hold on! I'm coming too". The men made their way down to the kitchen, half-dressed, being stared down heavily by the maids.
When they arrived at their destination Psymon sat down at the kitchen table silently and Moby searched the cabinets for anything edible. The two main cooks in the group were Kaori and Marisol, they both had exceptional culinary talents. Specialties were spicy burritos and sushi. Unfortunately nobody had gone grocery shopping lately so the only things to be found in the building were oddly large quantities of rice and tortillas. Moby looked dully at the box of Minute Rice and asked in a monotone voice: "Rice sound ok?" Psymon was disgusted at the thought of another bowl of rice…"Yeah…" He answered.

The whole time the water boiled and the rice cooked, not one word was said. Complete silence filled the room. The only thing making noise was the wall clock and the bubbling water. The two tired boys looked at the floor, waiting…

when the food was ready Moby handed a plate to Psymon, and then served himself. He then sat down, facing his roommate.

"How is it?" He asked.
"Don't quit your day-job" Psymon answered.
"Oh come on, it can't be that b…"
He spit the mouthful out into the trash can. "Yuck… Guess I'll leave the rice to Kaori next time."
Psymon said nothing.

Moby looked at Psymon quietly and then in a low voice asked:

"What is it you wanna tell me?"
Psymon looked up at him strangely. "Eh?... I don't have anything to tell you…"
"Oh come on, you didn't follow me down here and then wait 15 minutes to eat crappy rice for nothing." He was right.

At that moment Mac had come down to get his Dr.Pepper he had left in the fridge. When he realized the other two guys were talking, he secretly stood by the door, listening to their conversation.

"You can tell me if theirs something wrong Psymon, I'm your mate, you can talk to me about whatever you want." Said Moby. His sixth sense told him something was bothering the Canadian boarder.
"There's nothing wrong, ok?"
Moby's face had disbelief plastered all over it.
Psymon looked at Moby's face and realizing he wasn't going to escape without talking, so, he opened up.
"I… I think.." Psymon started…
Moby looked at Psymon, waiting for him to finish, and noticed he seemed very, very, vulnerable.
In the lowest possible voice, he said:
"I think I might be… gay."

Moby was not as surprised as he thought he would be, he looked into Psymon's blue eyes and saw ultimate sincerity. This was no joke, and Moby knew it. Psymon always made stupid comments about people, making others laugh, and he was never serious. But tonight, Moby saw a different Psymon, one that very few people knew about. What first popped into Moby's head was Zoë, she was gonna flip. How could he tell her? She would be devastated. But he then figured it wasn't his job to tell people Psymon was gay. It concerned Psymon and not him. He figured it would be best not to hurt Zoe; he wouldn't be able to look at himself in the mirror if he rained on her parade. The second thing that popped into his mind was that he was nearly naked! He felt a bit uncomfortable but it would soon pass, he supposed. The third thing was how Psymon was dancing with that girl in the club…

"But weren't you getting pretty close to that red-head?" Moby said after his mind had settled.
"Well that's the thing; I'm not 100 sure… Girls are fun, and I've already been with a few of them, but when I see a good-looking guy I can't help but feel something."

A weird silence filled the room. Moby looked at Psymon without saying anything

"But, don't worry, eh, I don't have a crush on you or anything!" Psymon quickly said.
"I didn't think so… but… you never know" Moby replied.

Once again the kitchen became silent.

"so, do you still like girls? You might be bi." Moby asked
"well, maybe…" Though he didn't want to admit it, he knew he was gay, and had no desire of being with a girl. He was only denying who he was to himself, maintaining the hope of maybe he wasn't that way and it would pass. But it wouldn't. And he knew it.
Why then did he answer maybe? He didn't even understand why himself. Cause he didn't want to let Moby down? Perhaps. But he knew he wasn't going to be able to change.

"And how long have you felt this way?" asked the brit
"About a couple of years…"
"Wow, really?" said Moby a bit surprised, as Psymon nodded. Moby thought back at the year before when he would comment on the girls' physique and Psymon would simply stare, nod and agree. Moby felt bad realizing Psymon had to fake staring at chicks so that others wouldn't think he was weird.

"Who else knows" asked Moby
"Nobody, just you" Psymon answered, unaware he was wrong.
"Sorry if I'm asking too many questions…"
"No, its fine, it's nice to get this all off my chest" Psymon reassured him.
"Ok mate, if you say so… but one last question"
"What?" Psymon asked
"Why the hell are you still eating that god-awful rice?"
Psymon looked at his empty plate, then looked at Moby…
"I dunno, my nerves got to me I guess."
Moby gave Psymon a funny look and with that the two got up to leave.

Meanwhile, Mac, who's lips were just burning to tell someone, was totally in shock, "Oh GAWD, Wait till I tell everyone! Oh man! I can't believe this shit" He thought with a devilish smile. He heard chairs moved and decided to get the heck out of there before someone saw him.

The two stuck the dirty dishes in the already overflowing sink and left back into their room for the night.

end of chapter 4