4. Oswald As Always

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A/N: TW - Homophobia

Heath

A giggle ripples once again from a few of the girls that are gossiping as usual as they stretch before rehearsals. Do they ever fucking get tired of that? Why do they act as if whatever stupid shit that goes down here is the best reality show they've ever watched?!

Oh wow, Winnie and Ozzy were caught fucking in the costume closet. As if we haven't known they've been doing that for weeks. Why is the reason that my former best-friend dropped me so appealing to them? Do they not know these are actual peoples' lives?

I catch the eyes of Richelle, who is off to the side with Jacquie. She rolls her eyes at the the same time as me, making me laugh. This is why she's one of the only people on this team that I actually tolerate. She doesn't put up with any of this group's shit. 

"Hey, Heathcliff!" I hear the most annoying voice in the fucking world call over to me. Sighing, I turn to him.

"What is it, Oswald?!" I say, voice sharp.

"Sheesh, what's been up your ass? Though I guess that is my question. Never hear any sexual rumours about you around this place. You ever fucked anyone? Though, in the highly unlikely day that you do, you'd probably be on the receiving end."

This causes some great laughter from the idiots behind them. If I bashed all their heads together I doubt even a braincell would fall out. 

"Wow, calling me gay, Oswald? Really original. How about you also say that I'm showing it by wearing earrings? That will really get me going." All of this is said with the most monotone voice I think that I have ever spoken.

"Awe, is someone offended. Not surprising coming from one of you people. Bet you're just covering up how much you want one of us to fuck you." The mental image from that is enough to actually make me gag. "Too bad none of us our freaks like you. Oh wait, maybe someone is.."

His voice trails off as he looks at something behind me. As my head goes to look, I see Noah coming into the room from his office. His mouth opens for a second, clearly beginning to tell us that rehearsal will be starting. Of-course Oswald opens his ginormous mouth again:

"Hey, Noah!" This grabs his attention. He lets out a huff and looks at the moron.

"What is it Ozzy? Gonna ask for a congratulations for wiping yourself after going to the toilet earlier?" He says, causing a few chuckles across the room. 

"No." I can see Oswald's eyebrows furrow. Clearly, he is getting a little mad. "Just wanted to know if you'd fuck little Heath over here if given the chance. Since you both like dick." 

"I wouldn't be saying 'little' and 'dick' in the same breath if I was you, Ozzy. Seeing as I was the one that walked in on you having your fun with Winnie." Noah claps back at him before any sense of embarrassment could wash over me. 

All of us just stare at him for a few moments. My eyes have just gone wide and I'm trying not to laugh. The same can't be said for Richelle, who is openly gasping from where she is lying on her back. Jacquie is in a similar state next to her. What finally gets me though is when I look over to the office and see Emily has poured a bit of her coffee on herself, clearly having heard what Noah said and choked a bit. 

Oswald is looking at all of us with a beetroot-red face as we laugh. Glad someone has finally shut him the fuck up. To think I couldn't like Noah any more. 

He claps his hand to get our attention, though the boys are now trying to comfort their idiot friend. This time, he can actually begin.

"Alright everyone, get to your lines. we're gonna run through the semi-finals group routine for the first couple hours." Despite how immature these people can be, they thankfully listen to Noah most of the time. (At-least the girls do anyway.)I see him sigh in relief as they do this and go to the front of the room. 

What I wasn't expecting though, is for him to turn back to Oswald once more and say:

"And to answer your question, Ozzy. He's much fucking hotter than the rest of you boys and I definitely would." Then winks at me. Great...now I'm incredibly hard.

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