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"Auntie!" calls Michael, as he rushes down the stairs, grabbing his bag on the way down.
"Michael? You almost ready for school, you're going to be late!" Michael's aunt calls back.
Michael didn't always llive with his aunt, no. Actually, he used to live with his dad. He has been living with his aunt ever since Michael's dad hit him. His aunt is a pretty fun person to live with. He never told anyone about what happened with his dad, as far as he's concerned nobody needs to know.
His aunt, just finished placing a plate of toast and a cup of orange juice on the counter just when Michael came into the kitchen. She started to scramble some eggs, while still keeping her focus on him at the same time. His aunt was definitely a multi-tasker, and she was good at it when she wanted to be.
"Yeah, sorry auntie. I woke up late, but I still have a few minutes before I have to leave, so I can talk over my breakfast." Michale replies, popping a bite of toast in his mouth.
"So, any cute boys you have your eye on?" his aunt says. She smirks and winks at him suggestively. .
His aunt is cool. I mean beyond accepting of his lifestyle choice. She's been amazing at talking with him about it and making him realize that being proud about it is the only way to go because when you tried to hide a part of yourself from the world, you're not being true to yourself.
"Auntie!" He exclaims, trying not to blush. "Well, if you must know, there is one guy. But I don't even know if he's even gay, and you know what that usually means." Michale sighs, taking another bite of toast along with a sip of orange juice.
"What?" his aunt says, completely oblivious to the fact.
"That he's probably as straight as a sign post. And anyway, he's in glee with me, and I don't know him that well." Michael says.
"Well, get to know him. Sing with him or something, I don't know." his aunt says, with a laugh. "Besides, who wouldn't want to sing with you?"
"Well, it's not exactly that easy." Michael says.
"Well, what do you mean?" his aunt asks in confusion.
"That not everyone is jumping at the chance to sing with me. I mean, it's our first week of glee. Maybe later." Michael says.
"Michael, try and talk to this boy. You might have a chance, you never know." his aunt smiles. "Whoever doesn't want to sing with you, or even spend the time to get to know you is not worth your time, sweetie. It's his lost."
"Thanks, auntie. I'll see you this afternoon." Michael says, rushing out the door.
He jumps in his red car, rushing out of the driveway and made his way to school. As soon as pulls into the parking lot, he grabs his bag, rushes out of his car and makes his way into the school.
He didn't expect much this morning, I mean he was really excited to be apart of glee and start rehearsing and competing and just being apart of a team. He was so lost in his own thought that he wasn't prepared when he is blasted with an ice cold burst of red liquid.
"Hey Gleeotch." laughs one jock, as he high-fives his buddy, as there laughs echo down the hallway.
Michale sighs, rushing to the nearest bathroom to clean off the effects of the slushie. This is the first time he's been slushied, and now that hes joined glee club, he has a felling it isn't going to be the last. At least he brought an extra shirt just in case.
He is washing the bright red cherry slushie off his face, when suddenly, the door swings open. In steps a boy dressed in jeans, a nice shirt, and tennis shoes stands in front of the now closed bathroom door.
"Oh, hey." Eli says, as he rushes over to the mirror, looking at Michael's face to see if he needed any help.
And, to Michael's fortune or misfortune, depending on how you looked at it, it has to be the same boy he was just talking about with his aunt only an hour ago. Michael suddenly feels very nervous, anxious even, and doensn't know what to say to the bot,
"Hello...you okay?" the boy asks, waving his hand in front of Michael's face.
That finally snapped Michael out of his day-dream and he was quick to answer.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Just zoned out there. I'm Michael, I think we're in glee together." Michael says.
"Oh, yeah." He says in recognition. "I'm Eli. Eli Jefferson." Eli introduces himself. He stuck his hand out towards Michael.
Michael smiles, reciprocating the handshake.
"So, slushied?" Eli asks, looking up at Michael's red stained clothing.
"Oh, yeah. Out and proud gets you." he laughs, until looking at Eli's somber expression. "And joining glee didn't really help staying in the background."
"W-What is it? Did I say something wrong?" Michael asks, worried about offending his crush, especially since this is the first time he's gotten a chance to say more than one word to Eli.
"O-Oh, no. I'm gay too, but I'm in the closet. I'm just a coward, and scared to come out." Eli says, looking down slightly ashamed.
Michael recognizes the hurt in the boys eyes, so he places his hands on Eli's shoulder's. Eli looks up at Michael and Michael make sure that he has firm eye contact with Eli because he wants him to know what he is about to say in very important.
"Look, it can be hard. You're not a coward for not wanting to come out. I can be your friend and help, if you want." Michael smiles. "I mean, I know how it is to be afraid to be who you are but it took a lot for me to realize that once you're done being afraid, everything else can come a little easier."
Eli quickly attaches himself to Michael, giving him a huge hug. Michael's taken a bit by surprised but he smiles as he hugs Eli back.
"Y-Yeah, I'd like that." Eli says, with a smile.
Michael and Eli pull out of the hug and he goes into the stall to change his shirt, when he comes back out he walks over ot his bag,
"What's your next class?" asks Michael, pulling his schedule out of his bag.
"I have AP chemistry." Eli answers, seeming to already have his schedule memorized.
"Oh, that's awesome, me too." He smiles. "Do you want to sit by me?" Michael asks.
"That's sounds nice. Maybe this school won't suck too bad after all." Eli sighs, laughing.
"It won't suck as long as you have good friend to spend the time with." Michael takes a deep breath. "Hey, this may be weird, but if you want, you can come over to dinner tonight, at my place? My aunt is a great cook, and I would love to talk to you some more. Maybe be able to give you some advice or if you want an adult perspective, my aunt is a good listener?" Michael says, hoping that Eli would take his offer..
"T-That...sounds really nice, actually." Eli replies with a bright smile.
"Ready to chemistry?" Michael asks, putting his bag over his left shoulder.
"Ready as I'll ever be." Eli smiles, a bright gleam in his eyes.
They make their way to AP Chemistry. As far as Michael was concerned right now, things we're looking up.
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! thanks! :)