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Me and Uncle Spencer aka pretty boy were hanging out. I don't know how to tell him I'm bi. (I don't know how to tell my dad my sexuality without getting kicked out the house.) Heck my mom and dad don't know I'm bi.
We watched a movie or two. "Y/n can you sing?" He asked. I nodded.
"Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly." I smiled.
"Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast." I looked down
"Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
And ever just as sure
As the sun will rise, woah." Some of my hair fall in my face.
"Ever just the same, oh
And ever a surprise, yeah
Ever as before
And ever just as sure
As the sun will rise
Oh-oh-ooh." I pushed some of my blue hair out of my face.
"Tale as old as time, a-a-ay
Tune as old as song, oh
Bitter-sweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong, woah." I looked up a bit.
"Certain as the sun
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast." I let my ice blue eyes fall down.
"Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast
Woah a-a-ay
Beauty and
Beauty and the Beast." I finished.
"I like that song. Why did you sing it?" He asked/said. "I see my self as the beast and the person as the beauty." I said.
"What are you saying?" He asked. "I'm bisexual." I said. He looked shocked. But he hugged me.
