{Shane's Pov}
{Hours before graduation}We crammed the last of both our stuff In the big U-Haul truck attachment.
I wiped my forehead as Joey laid down on the grass, sprawled out.
Shane: What are you doing, pretending to be tired? You brought in the blankets and towels.
Joey glanced at me and flipped me off, and I laid beside him on the grass.
Joey: We got somewhere to be, don't we?
I shook my head.
Shane: Graduation isn't for a couple hours, what do you want to do until then?
Joey laughed.
Joey: I scheduled us a 'Hairs & Nails' appointment.
I groaned.
Shane: I'm gay Joey, but I'm not that gay.
Joey rolled his eyes.
Joey: And I got us separate booths too.
Shane: Why?
Joey: I don't want you to see me until graduation.
I rolled my eyes this time.
Shane: We're not getting married, Joey.
Joey pretended to gasp and look at me.
Joey: Is this your cruel way of telling me the engagement is off?
Joey said loudly and dramatically, pretending to look sad.
Even him pretending I couldn't take it, because he made my heart soft.
Shane: No no no no no...
I said holding his hands in mine.
Shane: I mean just not right now.
Joey laughed at me.
Joey: I know you goof ball.
He said, taking his hands back.
I crossed my arms.
Shane: I know you knew I just...
Joey: You're strange. Get in the truck. I've already paid for it. I have your keys. You still can't see me until graduation. I love you.
We got in the truck and settled into our seat, buckling our seat belts.
Shane: I know. Okay. Thank you. Hand them to me. Fine.I love you too.
Joey handed me my keys and gave me a kiss on the cheek as I started the old truck.
When we arrived at the salon thingy, Meghan was outside the door on her phone, waiting for us. She looked up at us and smiled.
Joey: She's taking me to graduation so you don't get to see me.
Joey answered the unasked question as we got out of the truck.
Meghan: You guys hauling that thing around everywhere?
She asked, referring to the Uhaul attachment.
Shane: Yep, basically.
We walked into the salon and gave them our names. They showed Joey, Meghan, and I to a small room in the back.
Shane: Um, I'm sorry, Joey want a different room to get his nails done.
The salon person tilted his head and laughed when she realized something I didn't.
Joey: This isn't a room for getting your nails done, Shane.
I looked back at him and Meghan, who were holding back laughter.
Shane: I swear to god if you're trying to kill me the police will find you...
They bursts into laughter when I said that.
Salon person: Oh honey, we aren't killing you. We are getting your eyebrows waxed. Now lay down...
Joey and Meghan laughed harder when they saw the look on my ace.
Shane: What? Fuck no! Joey!
Joey: It's okay Shane...
Shane: No! That's gonna hurt!
Joey: I get my chest done all the time, it's okay.
Joey helped me onto the small table and held my hand.
Shane: Joey I don't wanna do this I'm not ready.
I said as the man put warm wax on the section between my eyebrows, the tops of my eyebrows, and the curve of them.
Joey snorted when he laughed.
Joey: It'll be okay. I'll help you. I know it's your first time...
I glared at him and he held back a laugh as the man put a thin strips on all of the wax.
Salon guy: Okay on three I'm pulling it off...
I held Joeys hand tighter.
Salon guy: 1...2....
He ripped off the first strip and I muffled a small scream.
Shane: You didn't count to three!
Salon guy: That's the point.
I shot a look at Joey and he giggled, Meghan adding small comments like 'Dont be a wuss' and 'It's okay Shane' in the background every now and then.
It took an hour, but Joey and I both finally got all our stuff done for the graduation, and I looked amazing, I must say.
And I'm wearing just a little bit of concealer and foundation. Yikes. I'm gay.
Joey drove to Meghan's house to get ready and I drove back to my place.
The last thing left in my room was a couple of posters, an old T.V, and my suit, shoes, and green throw over thing that all the kids would be wearing, alon with its silly hat.
I didn't put the green thing on yet, just carried it with me. But I got dressed the rest of the way, and for once in a long while I felt like I looked good enough to go out in public.
Joey texted me saying he was on his way there, too.
My parents took a lot of pictures, and we drove crowdedly in my truck to the big city hall ballroom where it was being held.
{WAS THIS TOO SHORT? THE NEXT CHAPTER IS THE LAST ONE ;-;}
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FanfictionIt's a Shoey FanFiction! This will be the third I have ever written! It takes place as Shane and Joey, both 18 years old, and in their senior year highschool. Joey was sent away from California to go to a 'Straight camp' as soon as he came out to hi...