This is the chapter that I have been waiting for, which I've been begging for to happen every since I started this story. And now it's here. Oh and this is based on the Remix from the oh so wonderful Simon Bookish. Oh of course it's the song from Franz Ferdinand :snuggles with Alex: SO…like, I have to say, pt1 and ot2 are like, my favorite chapters from this story and the last one!

Chapter 11: Michael pt. 1 Michael…

Oh….

Come and dance with me Michael…

Oh yeah….

Halloween and Thanksgiving went by quickly and soon enough the winter dance was only one day away and of course Alex and Jake were freaking out, making sure that everything needed to be accounted for, that every rose, every bush, every table and every chair was in it's designated spot. And since the only thing that was really missing was the girls, they seemed to be doing pretty well. Not to say they weren't pissed, well Jake more so than Alex, at the fact that they had to dance with girls. Jake wanted a night of debauched fun and sexual over drive, wild hormones and heavy make-out sessions, not girly girls with limper wrists than Andy and snooty personalites.

"So whose the DJ?" Jake asked, running the list one last time.

"Umm….Scott is sick, caught that damn flu thing that's going around, so apparently I'm off the hook. I get to DJ" Alex had a wicked smile on his face," No priss miss for me"

"Stop gloating" Jake said, hitting him playfully with the clip board." Just help me move this table to the other side of the room, the balloons need to be higher in the air and what the hell is the glitter for?"

"Special orders, somebody wanted them to bring out the classic effect" Alex shrugged," The red and green and gold glitter stays, I'll take care of it"

"Okay, fine" Jake sighed, running a hand through his hair, his eyes blood shot red, " I think I might be coming down with that flu too…." He sneezed a little as he placed a hand to his head and moaned.

"Oh please" Alex said, laughing," Get your ass into gear and let's move that table so we can get to lunch, I have to get to Mr. Sahfer's room for my appointment and then I have chem class. Ughh…."

"Fine" Jake grumbled," Let's finish this"

Marco sat down at the lunch room table, the rain gently playing the world's smallest nature driven violin for him. He couldn't believe it, Dylan just left, without a word, and how did he find out? From Ryan, who read it in the newspaper no less, because apparently, Dylan needed more time with Randy than he did with him.

"Dude, what's the matter" Spinner asked, sitting down next to him," You look all…pouty and shit."

"Would you cut out that cursing?" Jimmy asked as he wheeled over to the table and sighed," You dumbass. Marco, what's up?"

"Dylan" Marco sighed," Why do I even bother going for a decent relationship? The percentage of gay kids at school is like….point zero, it was practically me and Dylan…"

"And Tom!" Jimmy added," And sometimes Spinner, It depends on the month-" He stopped when he got hit in the head with a Jell-O cup.

"Anyway, I don't think I should bother anyway….I mean, it's not like someone is going to come to me, I always come to them…even with Ryan….whose not even gay! Can you believe that? And how come I didn't see that coming? Was I so blind? God, I'm so dense…." Marco trailed off, slapping a hand to his head," Christ!"

" Hey man…don't get all bent out of shape…the dude is obviously kicking himself in the ass over losing you, no use in crying over spilt milk, you just have to move on" Spinner shrugged, carefully picking up his meat and trying desperately to figure out what the fuck it was made out of.

Marco smiled," Thanks Spin…" He looked up," Hey, Is that the new kid?" He pointed to the boy in the corner, dark hair over cloudy dark eyes and was slightly taller than Marco, maybe by an inch, you knew he was a rocker, obviously from the fitted Converse sneakers all the way down to the trade mark black nail polish.

"Hey you guys, I read this story about Black Nail Polish…." Spinner trailed off," It was fucking awesome"

"Still reading on those retarded internet websites where people post their stories?" Jimmy asked, shaking his head.

"Hey, PeoplePublishing dot net is a damn good site" Spinner defended. (Lol, I had to make fun of myself)

"And hello, I like write for a fucking on line newspaper" Marco pointed out.

"Hey, I'm just a black kid in a wheel chair, don't gang up on me" Jimmy said, poking his meat.

Marco glanced back at the new kid again, taking in his look further. His black Captain like jacket was a wrap around one that crossed at the waist and was embroidered with gold buttons and a deep black lace. He wore dark black pants, along with matching black cuff-links for each hand. His hair was tucked neatly at the sides behind his ears, although some of it was hiding his eyes, perfectly, may Marco add, and his eyes, which were lined perfectly with a mixture of midnight blue and sunrise black mascara topped off the outfit. Plus that and the dead like pale skin, but Marco always had a thing for that anyway.

"Cursing are we?" Ellie asked as she sat down next to Marco.

"Vampirea!" Spinner called out.

"Ellie!" Marco squealed, turning around and embracing her strongly," Where have you been? You missed so much and…oh…oh…." Marco tried to catch his breath.

"So you seen the new kid?" She asked, taking the meat of Spinner's plate and eating it.

"Gross" Spinner moaned, looking away.

"Yeah" Marco looked at him," Rather indie punk with an alternative nu-metal twist"

"Too bad he's rooting for your team, all the girls love him"

"What?" Marco did a double take," Noo…."

"Yeah, Davis RuSou " Ellie smiled," The most rock fabulous fag this side of Degrassi. Well, besides you of course" She said, kissing him on the cheek. " And you Spinner" Ellie winked, taking her finger and getting the excess grease from the meat up with her finger and licking it.

"I just lost my lunch" Jimmy said, pushing his tray away.

"Davis…" Marco squinted," Holy shit, that's the asshole that cut me off!"

This is where I'll be

so heavenly

So come and dance with me Michael…
So sexy…I'm sexy…

So come and dance with me….

Robert chewed on his pencil." Okay, who wrote the poem 'The Time Begins When We End The Day'?"

"Ashley Simmons" Michael sighed out, rolling around on the bed," One more day…."

"Until what?" Robert asked, looking up.

"Oh, there's this event at school tomorrow for people on the literary committee, a type of debate thing, you know?" Michael smiled," It'll be awesome."

"Maybe I should come to cheer you on then" Robert smiled out," Then we could celebrate by going for some Chinese or something"

"No, no Robby, totally not nessicary," He muttered, blushing." You have to finish up your paper, remember?"

"Ahhh….damn American Presidents" Robert sighed, closing the book and rolled to the side to adjust the lighting inside the room. He squinted as he reached into the draw and pulled out a present, wrapped in a bow and everything." Just a little gift…something Tilly might enjoy" He shrugged, handing it to Michael.

"Oh, how sweet Robby" Michael smiled, un-wrapping the box. He pulled out assorted colored paper before reaching to the bottom and finding a little box at the bottom. It was a black color with blue ribbons that wrapped around the latch with a heart locket. He unbuttoned one button from his shirt and took out the key and handed it to Michael, who was utterly shocked at the gesture. He smiled and turned the key inside the lock and gasped in surprise when a little carousel came out of it, rotating around in a circle and playing a gentle little melody. Inside there was a picture of Adrian tapped to the head of the box, along with tiny scrawls of poetry written around the edges.

"God…this is beautiful" Michael whispered, holding the box, close to tears.

"It's nothing really, um….Ryan got Pete to write the poetry inside of it…and I made the box and all, it's amazing what a little cross wiring can do" Robert trailed off as Michael hugged him tightly and breathed into his ear softly," Thank you so much…."

Robert smiled," Your welcome"

"Come on" Michael said suddenly, letting go and getting up. He held out his hand," Let's go give it to her"

Robert smiled back and took his hand," Okay"

"Okay, I just want to say is that whatever happens I love you guys very much" Ryan said, holding the envelope in his hands," And no telling Marco, I swear, I will accuse you of being one of those imitation homosexuals that pretend and claim their straight but still like boys"

Andy gasped," No!"

Brian laughed" Just open the damn envelope"

"Yeah" Pete sighed out," We can't wait any longer"

Ryan teared open the envelope and scanned it quickly, eyes intent on the words and then he frowned. He paused, looking up, cocked his head to the side and then smiled like crazy, " Oh my god, you guys, I passed the first course!" He jumped up and down," I passed it!"

They all joined in on the happiness and smiling and pats on the back. " So how many more left then?" Pete asked.

"Um…6"

Brian chocked on his soda," What?"

"Yeah, there's 7 levels to pass. Bat shit, I know but if it looks good…" Ryan trailed off

"That's all that matters" Andy said, slinging an arm around his shoulders.

On Saturday December 2 Jake woke up with a headache and a mind full of questions.

On Saturday December 2 Michael woke up with wide greens eyes and mind set on a mission

On Saturday December 2 Alex woke up with a sad smirk and a cold heart, but a vivid plan.

On Saturday December 2 Marco woke up with an idea and a craving for chocolate.

On Saturday December 2 Ryan woke up with an artistic epiphany and a wild dream

On Saturday December 2 Tilly woke up thinking about her father and crying loudly.

On Saturday December 2 a lot of things happened, each one changing the balance of the other's lives.

Hehehehehe...next chapter will rule you like woah. I promise