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Showtime

Okay, so in this chapter, there are going to be some parts in bold. It's my way of kind of relating it back to the actual show where they sit in the basement and talk to the camera. Hopefully you know what I mean when you start reading. Enjoy :]

Chapter 7: Showtime

"Yeah, get it, bitches!" Pauly threw his remote on the cushioned couch and did a little dance in front of the TV. "Uh oh, uh oh!" Paul went from doing the Running Man to the Cabbage Patch. A yelp slipped past his lips when Vinny gripped his ankles and pulled, making him fall back.

"So," Mike spoke out. "What's with you and X?"

"There's something going on with you and X?" Vinny's mouth hung open with his eyebrows raised near his hairline.

Paul sighed and sat back into the couch. "Nothing is going on man. I'm not gay or even bi."

"Then what was with you checking him out yesterday? I saw you looking at him like how Nicole looks at pickles." Vinny snorted and laughed along with Mike as Pauly just shook his head.

Did he have feelings for Xavier? He couldn't really, he just met him. That's not the point though; he's not even gay! Never in his life has he ever felt attracted to a guy. Well, of course he's looked, but don't all guys do that at one point?

"But seriously," the sound of Mike's voice brought him out of his thoughts, "do you have feelings for the kid? We're here for you, man."

Pauly threw his arm over his eyes with a groan. "I don't even know. I've never had feelings for another dude! And then all of sudden, this kid comes out of no where, and I'm questioning myself."

"You know everyone is going to support you no matter what." Vinny patted Paul's knee in comfort.

"Thanks," he mumbled.

"Well, I think I'm gonna head home. I'm picking you up tomorrow morning, right?" Mike stood from his spot on the floor and looked over at Pauly. Pauly looked up from under his hand and nodded. Truthfully, he was excited for Miami, but his mind was focused on his feelings... For another guy. "Alright, Vin, you want a ride?"

"Nah, I'm good. I'll see you in Miami!" Vinny hopped around a bit before walking out the door behind Mike.

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Xavier grumbled to himself, ruffling his hair as he blindly made his way to the door. Someone wouldn't quit ringing the damn doorbell. His eyes squinted as the blinding sunlight filled his doorway. "Yeah?" He rubbed his eyes.

"Hey, we're the camera crew. We were told to come here at this time." Xavier paused in mid rub and stared with one wide, brown eye.

"What time is it?" The sleep was still deep in his throat.

"7:35 now."

"Shit! Sorry! Um, you guys can come in and set up, I'm gonna get dressed really quick, and you can record... Or whatever you do." The crew nodded as he scurried back to his room in the back of his apartment. Before he could fully make it to his room, the doorbell rang again. He groaned, already knowing who it is.

"Hey mamma. Papa." He gave a kiss to both of their cheeks and welcomed them in. His mother and father stopped in their tracks, seeing the group of people in his living room messing with equipment. "Mamma, Papa, questa è la troupe televisiva che sta per essere noi la registrazione." (Mom, Dad, this is the camera crew that is going to be recording us.) He quickly turned to the confused faces. "You guys are gonna do subtitles and stuff, right?"

"Yeah, so you can just do whatever you do. Just act like we're not here." A tall buff guy followed him around with a camera on his shoulder.

Xavier laughed, "This is gonna be so awkward."