Theatre Boys (bxb)

gay olives

"i can't focus on what needs it get done, i'm on notice hoping that you don't run" - tessa violet (crush)

chapter two

"What do you mean the first meeting of theatre club is today!" Oliver screamed in gay panic.

"Dude calm down! You're the one who signed us up for thing!" Wyatt screamed back.

"Oh shit. I did."

Oliver ran his hand through his messy hair and drew in a deep breath.

School had finally ended and Oliver was expecting to be able to go home and scream into his pillow but instead, he received a rude awakening from Wyatt.

Before the start of junior year, Oliver thought it would be a good idea to sign the both of them up for the school's theatre club. Reason for it being that Teddy was the president of the theatre club and Oliver wanted to find any excuse to be closer to him. Now of course, Wyatt thought they were joining the club to just drool over hot girls.  Oliver was too in lust with Teddy that he didn't realise what a bad idea it was. First of all, Oliver couldn't act. And second of all, Oliver is quite shy in front of strangers.

Oliver wanted to jump off the school building. He completely embarrassed himself in front of Teddy earlier so he didn't know how to act if he were to see him at the club.

Oliver hit his head on his locker thinking about how badly the session was going to go. There was a 99% chance he was going to get a concussion by the end of the day.

"Look man I don't know what crawled into your ass but we are going to the attend the meeting whether you like it or not!"

"Since when did you start wanting to be active in school shit?" Oliver groaned with his forehead still pressed against his locker in defeat.

"Since I heard Macy Callahan would be in the club bro!"

"This is it. This is my demise. This is where it all comes to an end..."

"See! You're already perfect for the drama club! Watch out Teddy Bailey, there's a new drama queen in town!"

Wyatt grinned and dragged Oliver to the classroom which held Oliver's worst fears.

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Doors are scary when you don't know what lies behind them. Could be a dragon waiting to blow his hot fiery breath on your face, or it could be a lion waiting to pounce on you and eat your flesh. Or worst of all, it could be a bunch of theatre kids ready to burst into song to mock you.

Oliver shakily opened the door and took a peek inside. Students were laughing and doing vocal warm ups and some were even dancing. The horror.

"Damn Macy Callahan looks hot. Do you think she'll notice me?" Wyatt sighed dreamily.

Oliver shrugged. If he managed to get Teddy Bailey to talk to him, miracles could happen.

They walked into the room and Wyatt quickly moved to the nearest seats which he called "The Macy Callahan observation seats". Basically the seats were located right behind her red mass of hair.

"Damn! What I would do to get in a room with her!" Wyatt whispered to Oliver.

"Yeah man she's Super hot! Just look at her um breasts..."

"Never took you for a boob guy bro. More like an eyes guy... But yeah look at her boobs..."

Oliver was bad at acting straight. How he managed to convince people he was straight for 16 years was one of the greatest mysteries of the universe.