*Miles P.O.V.*
After school I walk home feeling lonely. Another person, Dallas this time, threw a note at me today that said FAGGOT in big, bold letters on it. Why do so many people think I'm gay? Even my family does! I denied a date with ONE girl! Granted, that girl was Zoe Rivas, West Drive Hussy. Tonight my dad wants me to perform for his campaign to show that he cooperates well with gays, family, and children. I'm not gay for god sakes!!! But if it's gay he wants... that's what he's gonna get!
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"Ready to perform, MIles?" my dad asks me.
"Yeah, dad, all set," I say, taking my seat on the piano bench. My dad put out flyers all over the place about this booster thing, so I'm not suprised when I see Winston, Dallas, Drew, Becky, Eli, Clare Zoe, Zig, and Maya all from school out in the audience. But I am suprised when I see, in the front row, Tristan. The new kid. I sort of took to him when he came, knowing he didn't have any friends. I guess he does appreciate me. I lean over and whisper to Tris.
"What are you doing her?" I ask him. He smiles at me.
"I heard you were gonna be performing... I wouldn't miss it for the world, Miles," he says. I smile at this. I don't know why, but his words make me feel all warm and fluttery inside.
"Alright, everyone," my fathers says, clapping his hands together and breaking off both me and Tristan's convo and my thoughts. "Now for what you've all been waiting for," he continues. "My son... Miles Hollingsworth The Third!" Everyone claps. And I begin.
*PLay media now*
“Uh, thanks. Umm...welcome to my show; it's called, "If You Sing Along I'll Fucking Kill You." Uh, this is a song.
Everytime I go to dinner
it seems like I'm getting a little bit thinner
I'll sit down at the breakfast table
I can talk; they're not able
When I look at them I find
there's a single question on their mind.
I wish it could go back to the way it was
its not easy now because...
My whole family thinks I'm gay
I guess it's always been that way.
Maybe its cause of the way that I walk,
that makes them think that I like...boys
That I like boys
The goddamn question just wont go away
and I get asked every single day
but the way they ask it is not a disguise,
like "How was your day? Do you like to kiss guys?" (That's...funny)
This is the worst, baby this was my fear
Now their opinions are crystal clear, because
My whole family now is shocked,
I'm in the closet and the door is locked.
Now my glory days are gone,
I was John Elway now I'm Elton John.
My whole family now suspects,
Watching Spongebob had side-effects.
I'm not gay and that's what I said,
If I'm gay, hey God strike me dead.
Just cause I'm afraid of the snow,
Or my favorite color is, the rainbow.
I don't mean to yell but i fear i must,
Cause I'm losing the people that i thought i could trust.
Because, even my boyfriend thinks I'm gay...motherfucker
You all probably think I'm gay,
Man this song is counterproductive ...
la la la la la…
Because my whole family thinks I'm gay,
What did they know anyway?
You gotta look right through the haze,
Easy-Bake oven was just a phase.
My whole family thinks I'm queer,
That is all I ever hear,
But I've been as straight as a ramp,
If you dont count Bible camp.”
Everyone laughs and claps and I find myself being proud of myself. Tristan hoots and hollors. Good.
