Open the Stage (boyxboy) (Glee Club)

Hey guys, before you read this. I should tell you that I'm thinking of putting many sexual scene, so if you don't like that kind of stuff, you should probably read something else. But if you like that sort of stuff. Keep reading and Enjoy!!!

BTW: I dedicated this chapter to xCountryxRebelx to encourage her to continue her stories and chapter, and because I've been amazed at her superior writing skills and because I've been enjoying "It's Complicated" A Lot. 

It is the start of high school. Yes, the day when everything starts out great, but something happens in the middle of the year and that event defines you, your name, and every action you make.

I woke up at 7 am. It was a natural instinct that I have, no matter how early or late I sleep, I end up waking at 7. I open my eyes to a blur, and wiped my groggy eyes to clarify my vision. It took me a long time for me to really wake up, and understand that today is the start of school. I should blame the amount of sleep I slept during vacation. I could pass it as human hibernation. I couldn't smell any breakfast. Actually, I think everyone is lying when people say they wake up to the smell of bacon, because the bacon scent never seemed to reach my room. I Started to the bathroom, take a morning wash. Putting shampoo on my brown, curly, short hair. Massaging the scalp on my head till every string of hair has been touched by soap suds. I took the bar of soap, and slide it on my chest until bubbles formed.

After that long shower, and brushing my teeth and stuff. I got dressed. A dress shirt? Sure. Shorts? No, of course not. Jeans? Maybe. Skinny jeans. Yup.

I went to the kitchen for breakfast, and yes I was the only kid. So it was calm, and peaceful. Mom was the only family I have, besides cousins and aunts and stuff. Dad left her.

 No, I'm not sad Dad is gone. I'm not the type of person who gets sympathetic to people who have done wrong. And Dad abused mom, so I'm glad that he has disappeared from my life.

Every morning, I would sing a song. Anything that came to mind, especially Adele, maybe some MGMT, Sara Bareilles, Christina Aguilera, anything at all. Yes, I was in Glee Club at middle school and my high school last year, and I willl probably join the Glee Club in this new school. But today I was sing "Rolling in the Deep" by Adele.

"Good Morning, David," Mom called me as I walked in the kitchen.

"Good Morning" I replied to her greeting.

She was cooking bacon, and waffles were in the waffle maker. Mom turned off the stove, placed the bacon on a plate. She also opened the waffle maker, and place the waffles on the plate. 

I took the plate, waiting to devour the bacon and waffles. 

After I thoroughly enjoyed my breakfast, I jumped in the car, waiting for mom. It was one of those fancy cars with leather seats and seat warmers, and cool computer screens and stuff. I turned on the radio, and was listening to "Speechless" by Lady Gaga as my mom drove me to school. The car parked in front of what was a big building with long, steady steps leading to the 4 doors. 

"Bye Mom, see you later," I told Mom.

I started on the steps, and open the door. I entered the door, revealing a crowd of kids walking off to many directions. The bell rang immediately after I walk a few steps in the school. A rumble, and a shake on the ground, and the whole hallways were emptied. 

"Wierd," I whispered to myself.

I started to my homeroom. Mr.Becker's room, and opened the door. A group of probably 16 kids sitting on their desk, either staring blankly or reading, or admiring Mr.Becker, a man with a strong build, black hair that cover the top of his head, and nothing more. I realized a mysterious attraction to Mr.Becker. "Why do I keep staring at him," I think to myself.

A few desk were empty, I chose the one on the second row. I didn't have any friends from middle school who went to this high school, so I didn't care that much. And I was new to this school, ever since we moved.

"Hi, I'm David, how about you," I asked the person on the right of my desk.

"Cool, I'm Aaron, nice to meet you," Aaron said. He shook my hand, while observing my face. I ignore his observation by facing the board. A scribble of names from last year, saying goodbye to Mr.Becker. He seems to be popular around school.

Mr.Becker stood up to take attendance.

"Carrie Abree," He calls.

"Here," She responded.

"Tony Bennet,"

"Here"

He continued this conversation of cat and mouse, until he reached my name.

"David Mcgraw," he called.

"Here" I said.

" David...David, hmm. Did I see you this morning?" He asked.

"I don't think so," I responded.

He continued with attendance. His eyes, are gorgeous... What! What am I thinking!

I tried to shake the thought of Mr.Becker's eyes. Damnit. What was I thinking? Mr.Becker stopped calling names, he must be done with attendance.  

He sat back down on his desk. He seem to be busy with his computer. Occasionally, he would look up at the students, usually in my direction. Wierd.Really wierd. But the bell rang, and I continued on to History. 

I think this year of High School will be a blast. Seriously, I'm going to have a fun time here. It is better than the school last year that I went to. I got bullied. But I'm 17, I'm not going to be a loser anymore.

History with Mr.Seveca was taking longer than I expected. it felt like hours and hours of work, and Mr.Seveca wasn't such an interesting person. He had grey curly hair, and was stiff, and tall, and has gotta be at least 50 years old.

But a free period starts after history. Which I will probably waste. The bell rang, and I rushed out of Mr.Seveca's room, and headed into some direction. Pushing through the crowd of unfamiliar faces, I walked. Or more likely fast walked. 

Where should I go...? I thought. I ended up in front of Mr.Becker's door. What a coincidence :)

I entered in, and see that I wasn't the only one. Aaron was there, working on something.

"Hey Aaron. What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Just doing some work," Aaron replied.

I sat down on the desk next to him, took out my Mac laptop. I turned it on, and surfed the web. "Stumble Upon" maybe, or check "Facebook" if it's not blocked. Yes! It isn't blocked. I was into my computer so much that I didn't notice that Aaron left. 

 I was alone, or at least alone with Mr.Becker.I tilted the screen just enough to let me see what Mr.Becker was doing. He in fact must have been staring at me the whole time, but looked back at his laptop.

The bell rang, and shooked my brain. Wierd...Really wierd.  What if he likes me! What! Even if he did, I'm not gay! At least I think I'm not. No, I am not gay, I'm straight. For sure.

Stay tune for the next chapter!!!