Still Josh.

I glared at the stupid jock that kept laughing with his friends and smirking at me all night long. Who the fuck does he think he is? Just because I don't have heterosexual parents like he does? I'd love to see how much he respects his own parents.

"That's Kevin Graham, the football team's captain. Apparently he has every girl in the grade swooning over him. Thinks he's all man," said Sean, as if reading my thoughts, while eating a slice of pepperoni pizza.

I helped myself to a slice and started chewing on it, but suddenly I didn't feel so hungry. "I hate it when people make fun of me just because I have two dads. I mean, what's the big deal anyway? It's not like they grope me or anything. You know, they've looked after me and loved me so well all these years. Not once did they ever ever show me any less love than what straight parents would show. I never felt like I was missing out on anything, thanks to them," I told him, my voice breaking a little.

Sean gave a small, encouraging smile. "Hey buddy, don't sweat it," he said, placing his hand on my shoulder. "He's nothing but a big old jerk from, what I've seen of him. I'm never gonna make fun of you or your parents. Besides, I think you're far luckier than I am, anyway." I smiled back and patted him arm as a thank-you. I felt better already. As long as I had a friend by my side, I could handle anything.

After about two hours of drinking sodas and playing darts in the basement with Sean, I decided it was time to leave. I walked up into the living room, to look for Lea, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I scanned the entire living room worriedly, but she was nowhere to be found. I went to search the backyard when I heard Sean yell, "Hey! She's over here!"

I ran in the direction of Sean's voice, which was coming from the dining room, and oh my fucking G-d! I couldn't believe I was actually looking at Kevin pinning Leana – my Leana – against the wall of the kitchen and making out with her. Sean stood in the doorway, looking at me and them with a scared expression on his face. My face went hot with rage when I saw that football creep beginning to slide his hand up her skirt. Suddenly, I just snapped. I picked up a wooden that was lying on the kitchen worktop and smacked him hard in the shoulder from behind. He immediately broke off from her and turned to face me, his brown eyes glaring at me. I crinkled my nose in displeasure, the wooden dropping to the ground. The way his breath smelled, clearly he had been drinking.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Fag Boy?" he hissed. "Huh? What the fuck do you want?"

"Let her go, you disgusting animal," I spat, unable to keep my anger down. "Don't you dare lay even a fingernail on her."

"Or else what? What you gonna do, Fag Boy? Queer Junior? You gonna prick me with a nail file? Or are you gonna call your little fairy daddies to scratch me up with their perfectly manicured nails?" he taunted, obviously enjoying my reaction.

This was too much for me. "SHUT UP YOU ASSHOLE!" I screamed as I picked up the wooden spoon and flung it at it head without even thinking. Sean, Lea and I watched in horror as we watched a single drop of blood flow from the spot where the spoon hit him. In that moment, he lost it too. He picked up his bottle of beer and threw it right at me in rage, staggering a little bit and falling down on his back. Fortunately, I was unharmed as it fell against the wall and broke into many pieces, but my clothes were completely drenched in beer. Great. Now I reeked of it too. I ran to Lea and hugged her tightly, smoothing her hair as Sean joined us after a while.

"I called your home number while all that was happening," he said slowly, his hand gently rubbing Lea's back. "You parents are gonna be here soon to pick you guys up."

"Thank you," I mumbled, as I buried my face further into Lea's blonde locks and stroked her neck. "It's okay, Lea. I'm here. We're gonna go home now," I whispered to her and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you Joshy," she mumbled between sobs. "Thank you. I'm so sorry. God, I was such an idiot."

I kept my grip on her and rubbed her back. I looked at Kevin, who was completely passed out on the kitchen floor. "It's funny how he couldn't accept my gay parents but he didn't seem to have a problem with your lesbian parents."

"That's the thing," she said hesitantly. "I didn't tell him about them."

"What?" I held her at arms length and stared at her. "What did you tell him then?"

Her voice shook as she spoke. "I….uh, I told him that Joanne is my real mom and that Maureen is my aunt from my dad's side who helps her raise me."

I shook my head in disbelief. "Leana, how can you lie like that? They're your parents!"

"I know!" she yelled, her eyes filling up with tears and her silvery makeup running down her face in streaks. "But they're the cool, popular kids. If I tell them now, they'll never wanna talk to me. Let me get to know them first, then I'll tell them. Please Josh? Please?"

I sighed, defeatedly. "Ok fine. As long as you do tell them." She nodded and within minutes, she was in my arms again.

Just then, we were interrupted by a car horn honking from outside. Some of the kids who heard what happened in the kitchen started staring at us, but I just didn't care. Lea and I ran outside the house, followed by Sean, and were met by a blue Taurus parked on the street, a scared Dad and a very angry but worried Aba. I gulped as Aba walked up to me, but relaxed a little as he scooped me up in his arms and hugged me till my face was blue.

"Oh my God! Yeshula, are you ok?" he babbled, not bothering to take a breath."I told you not to go there! I told you there'd be alcohol there. Why didn't you listen?" he yelled into my ear. "And why the hell do you smell like beer? Have you been drinking it?" He pulled away and gave me a glare angry enough to melt the entire Himalayan range.

"I didn't drink any Aba, I swear! This stupid football captain threw it at me! He was being such a jerk!" I shrieked defensively. "He was touching Lea rudely too! I was just trying to defend her! I didn't mean for anything to happen!"

Aba's eyes were always hiding behind his glasses, but I could still feel the anger contained in them. Dad ran to me and held me so tightly, stroking my back and kissing my cheek. Aba glared at both of us this time; Dad for convincing me to go to the damn party and me for actually going. He put his hands on his hips and spoke coolly. "Roger, let's take Leana home. We'll deal with our son then."

I pulled away and walked over to Sean, who was still stood frozen with fear. "Will you be okay?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah yeah, I will. My dad's coming to pick me up too." He gestured to a flashy silver Porche making its way to the beginning of the street. I gave him a quick hug and said:

"Seeya in school, dude. And thanks again. You really saved us both." He smiled as waved at Lea and me as we got into the car, with Lea and I in the back seat, and my arm around her shoulder. Dad sat behind the wheel, giving us both sympathetic looks through the rear view mirror, while Aba sat next to him fuming, his arms crossed firmly across his chest. I could almost feel what he was feeling. A whole mixture of emotions; anger for me going to the party, fear of what would be at the party, worry over what I would do there, and relief that I got out of all of it unscathed. I took a deep breath. I felt angry at myself too, for disappointing my parents the way I did. I should never have gone to this party. Never.

Oh goodness me! Whatever happens next?...-cackles-