Mikey doesn't want to admit to himself that he's gay. Will an old friend help him find himself or will he fall deeper into the abyss?
Mikey and Frank stood outside of Belleville High waiting for their friends Bob and Ray. It was a week away from Spring Break and sun was out, the air hot and dry. Mikey was beginning to become irritable, seeing how he had to walk home. Why couldn't Bob and Ray just hurry up? All Mikey wanted to do was go home and sleep. He had a very rough and tiring day. Right when Mikey was getting ready to bail on his friends, Bob and Ray bounced up to he and Frank happily.
Bob had a smug smirk on his face, "Guess what, guys?"
"What?" Frank asked excitedly. Ray began to draw in a long breath, which meant that this was going to be a long story. Mikey didn't have time to stand there and chat so he grumbled, "talk and walk, guys." The group of teenage boys started down the street.
"Where were you last period, Mikey?" Ray questioned. "You missed everything."
Mikey sighed. "My bitch of a history teacher sent me to the principal's office during 6th for correcting her when she said a date wrong. She said I was 'talking back.' Mr. Oz was lecturing me all of 7th. Why? What happened?"
Ray smiled, excitedly. "There's a new girl in our last period," he began. His voice was high-pitched with pure excitement. "She is fucking gorgeous and she said Bob and I were the first friends she made all day. We invited her to hang with us at lunch tomorrow.
"I think she likes me," Bob added.
Ray laughed. "You hardly talked to her. Your tongue was all in knots. You were all like, 'H-hi... 'M Bob. Me think girl is pretty'" Ray teased, making is voice caveman-like when he reenacted Bob and the girl's conversation.
Bob and Ray started to argue and Frank giggled. He interrupted them by asking, "Is she hot?" Bob whistled approval while Ray drew out a long, "Oh yeah." That was the moment when Mikey shut off his ears.
Mikey knew his friends would continue their conversation by rating the girl on a scale from one to ten. Then either Ray or Bob would do their best to describe her to Frank... and they definitely wouldn't leave out the size of her boobs.
That's the thing Mikey didn't understand. He thought of girls as actual human beings and that's the thing his friends didn't understand. Mikey wanted to get to know a girl before he asked her out and he didn't want a girl just because of her appearance. In fact, he wasn't sure if he even wanted a girl. Of course he wouldn't tell anybody that. He wouldn't even admit it to himself.
Suddenly, something shattered Mikey's thoughts. The name "April Emerson" echoed through his head. He turned towards Ray and asked what he had just said, just to make sure he'd heard right.
"Her name?" Ray asked, confused by Mikey's sudden participation in the conversation. "Her name is April Emerson."
Mikey must've looked like a fish out of water with his eyes huge and his mouth wide open.
Concerned, Frank placed a hand on Mikey's shoulder and asked, "what's wrong, Mikes?"
Mikey's voice was far away when he spoke. "I... know her." Mikey's hazel eyes stared into the distance. The scent of Magnolia Blossom body spray filled his nostrils, sending him into the past.
It was before Mikey had moved to the other side of town; before he'd switched schools. His mother, Donna had invited the neighbors over for Thanksgiving dinner. Donna was good friends with the neighbor, Joe Emerson. Mikey was great friends with his daughter April.
Mikey and April were sitting on his bed reading girl magazines. April held up an issue of Tiger Beat and pointed to a picture of Zac Efron.
"Do you think he's cute?" April giggled.
Mikey groaned. "For the gazillionth time, April, the thought of me being with a guy was just that- a thought."
April put down the magazine and sighed, "but what if you are gay?"
Mikey shrugged, "would it matter?"
April scooted a little closer to Mikey and looked into his eyes, "No, Mikey. It wouldn't matter. Not to me." Mikey smiled and lay back onto his bed. The room faded into a comfortable silence.
After a while, April shyly asked, "Mikey?"
Mikey propped himself up on his elbows, looking at her. "Yeah?"
April stared at him intensely and swallowed. Mikey could tell that whatever she about to ask him was making her nervous. "Have you ever kissed a girl?" she asked. Mikey's cheeks turned bright red. He'd seen and heard of other boys in his grade kissing girls, but he'd never done it himself.
Mikey didn't say anything and April leaned over and pressed herself against him. She was so close; he could smell her Magnolia Blossom body spray. Before he could grasp what was going on, April's lips were on his. With the way their lips were working together, Mikey was pretty sure this was what people called "making out." Then, the door flew open.
"Mikes, mom wants you to- Whoa!" Mikey's older brother's voice broke the sound of lips smacking together. Embarrassed, April flew pass Mikey's brother, Gerard, and down the stairs. Mikey stood up and glanced towards Gerard.
Gerard stood in the doorway, his greasy black hair in his face. "Mikey, what was that?" he asked. His voice had a hint of amusement in it.
Mikey didn't think it was amusing, though. He looked down, awkwardly. "Umm... My first kiss?" It came out more of a question than a statement. Mikey was still confused about what had just happened.
"Mikey," Gerard started, "that was more than a kiss." When Mikey was silent, Gerard continued. "Mikes, you're getting around that age where... you might have... certain, umm, urges..."
Mikey took a step back from his brother and raised his palms out towards him, covering his face. "Whoa, Gerard, mom has already had this conversation with me!
Gerard shuffled his feet. "But she hasn't told it to you from a guy's viewpoint and since we don't exactly have a dad..." he trailed off.
"Just because we don't have a dad, Gerard, doesn't mean you have to be one to me," Mikey sighed. As much as Mikey loved Gerard, Gerard could act too fatherly sometimes.
Gerard sat on Mikey's bed and patted the spot next to him. Mikey reluctantly sat down next to him.
"I'm just concerned," Gerard told Mikey, "You're only thirteen. You don't need to be doing things like that."
Mikey rolled his eyes. "I'll be fourteen in a couple months. Plus, April was the one that kissed Me. She was just trying to help."
Gerard's face scrunched up in confusion. "Help?" he asked.
Just then, Donna's voice rang up the stairs, "Boys, get down here!" Gerard decided that this talk would have to be postponed; only he never got around to starting it again.
"Hello? Mikey?" Earth to Mikey!" Frank waved his hand in front of Mikey's face.
"Wha-?" Mikey snapped out of his daze, "Was I spacing out?"
Frank laughed, "Yeah, man. You seem really out of it today. Let's get you home, okay?"