• I open the front door with trembling hands. Should I lie? Should I tell the truth? Every possible situation is flickering through my mind. By the time I have walked through the threshold I had made up my mind; I was going to lie - and lie hard.
    I attempt to dislodge the lump that had managed to form in my throat but came to no avail. "Hello?" I call out tentatively. I am greeted by the sound of silverware lightly tapping porcelain plates. I decide to go to the dining room. Inside I hear my parents talking happily to one another and eating. So this is what it's like when I'm not around. The very thought about how happy my parents would be without me brought tears to my eyes. I quickly blink them away before they take me over and upon talking a deep breath I walk in. They look up, surprised.
    "Hello." I mutter, taking my place at the dinner table. "Why are you late, sweetie?" my mom asks. "I was... at someone's house." I murmur, looking down at the table. "What? It better not have been one of your gay friends!" my father shouts. "No... It was - it was a girl's house." I lie, specifically avioding my mom's gaze. My father breaks into a wide smile and smacks my back affectionately. "That's my boy! I knew you weren't gay - so what did you and this girl do?" he pries but I ignore him. I look up at my mom who is also smiling but it is forced and doesn't touch her eyes; her eyes are questioning and accussing. Our eyes meet and I know she knows I lied. "Tonight." I mouth. She nods and turns to my father who is rambling on and on about the ******** s**t he used to do with girls once he got them alone and at their houses. "Umm... I've had a long day and I have loads of homework." I say. Without a dismisal, I am already making my way to the stairs and the sanctuary that is my room.
    I lay on my bed and mutter "******** s**t! What have I gotten myself into this time."

    I must have fallen asleep at some point because I am woken up by my mom shaking me gently and murmuring sweetly "Donnie, it's time to wake up." "Wha-?" I yawn. "But, mom, it's only five-fifteen. Can't I get just a little more sleep?" I whine. "You never told me the truth of what really happened and I didn't want to wake you in the middle of the night." "Oh..." I reply, still slightly dazed. "Don't worry, your father is at work." she says, seeing the fearful look in my eyes.
    "Umm... Well I was at a boy's house an-" I get cut off by her asking "Which boy?" I sit up and see her crossed-legged on my bed. "Christofer Drew." I blush as I remember him say I tasted like Skittles. I continue with "and he er... kissed me." "Did you plan that?" "No! We were going to play video games and it just sort of happened." Her tinkling laughter made me smile. "How was the kiss? What happened? Were you alone together?" I hadn't realized this was going to turn into an interogation! I sigh and answer with short sentences. "The kiss was amazing... We fell on the bed and watched a movie afterwards... And yes, we were alone." She stares at me with wide eyes and stammeres "You didn't have-have sex, d-did you?" "Mother! No, we just fell on the bed while we were kissing. It never got farther than a kiss." I thought about it but decided I wouldn't mention the fact that I did want it to go farther, much farther. "Just one more quetion." I stare at her and notice that she has a girlish glint in her eyes. I nod and she asks in a high-pitched little voice "Are you two going out now?" "Yes, mom." "Aww! My boy has his first boyfriend!" She cries out and hugs me so tightly that I have to remind her that I need to breathe. When she releases me, she has a big smile on her lips. "That's cute." She hugs me a second time - this time lighter. "Thanks... I think." I whisper. "Uhh... I should probably get ready for school." I say after an awkward silence. "Alright, sweetheart." She winks at me and leaves, closing the door behind her.
    Instead of getting dressed I walk over to my window and stare at the moon that will be disappearing soon. I just wish Christofer were here to share this moment with me. I sigh and reluctantly get undressed for my shower, the whole time thinking about Chris. It was strange the feelings this boy would stir in me but I liked it, a lot. Probably a lot more than I should.
    I take my shower and come to my room with only a towel around my waist and a comb in my hand. Huh? I could have sworn I had left my window closed. I walk over to it and close it, wondering whether I had actually opened it or if some ******** robber was lurking somewhere in my room. I shrug off the idea and take off the towel to substitude it with some underwear. I finish getting dressed quickly and silently. I staighten my hair and put on some eyeliner but not too much - I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard. I check myself in the mirror. I didn't feel like eyeliner today so I washed it off and walked to my room where I would have to look for my original (black) Converse high tops. I found them under my bed. I tie them and go back and look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing an old My Chemical Romance T-shirt, skinnies and my Converse, with my black hair obscuring most of my face and green eyes; I liked the way I looked so I went back to my bedroom and layed down on my bed.
    I stare at the ceilling and think of how amazing it was to have Chiristofer's lips on mine and the way he kissed my neck and all the way back up with such cool lips. I shiver slightly in pleasure at the memory. And his tongue. Mmm... it tasted so good, like mint gum but sweeter but not too sweet - just the right taste.
    "Donnie, come on. We need to go." my mom calls from the bottom of the stairs. I grab my messenger bag and my MCR hoodie, which were hanging off one of the posts of my bed and run down the stairs two at a time. "In a bit of a rush, are we?" my mom teases as I jump up and down, waiting for her to hurry up and grab the car keys. "What on earth would make you think that?" I ask, still jumping like a bunny that had just robbed a Starbucks. "Hmm... I wonder." she says sarcastically, her eyes following my anxious jumps. "Hahahaha!" I laugh like an idiot. "Calm yourself. You wouldn't want your boyfriend to see you like this." she teases as if she doesn't mind that her son is gay and is excited about his first boyfriend. "Hahahaha! - sorry that was involuntary. Why do you think I was doing it in front of you? Had to get it out of my system sooner or later and I'd rather it be sooner." I say as I stop jumping. "You are so adorable when you're excited." she sighs and adds "I just wish your father could see the real you and love you for just being you." Tears begin to form in her eyes. I give her a hug and say "Hey, hey, none of that. One day he will, he just needs to see the light but until then, it's secret time." I wink and she smiles again.
    We are on our way to school and I'm fidiling with the radio looking for a good song. I turn it off because there is nothing good on. I sigh and tap my foot nervvously; couldn't this car go any faster. Once we are within sight of the school I can feel my heart begin to excelerate at a horribly fast rate. "Well, sweetheart, we're here. Promise that one day I'll meet him, okay?"my mom kisses the top of my head and watches me go to where Alex, Krispy... and Christofer are. I wave at my mom and join my friends and boyfriend. That name sounded so nice but I didn't expect him to join our group of outcasts so quickly. I smile at him and he smiles crookedly back, just as I did when I had coaxed him into kissing me yesterday. Hmm... Yesterday felt like such a long time ago.