A/N: Okay this is for my best friend to aid her in procrastinating doing her law homework…this is also my first time doing something like this…

Showing Me

Stupid alarm clock…too early to think…why won’t it turn off? Too loud…stupid school. Too early in the morning for these things. About an hour later I was ready to crawl out of bed and head downstairs. School was almost over for me, well at least high school was. I was half way done second semester of my last year in high school. Soon I wouldn’t have to worry about getting up early…that or I would deal with it when it came to university.

As I entered the kitchen my younger sister sat at the table with her best friend, and our next door neighbour, Chris. His blond hair was tousled and spiked up in a cute sexy way. I sat down across from him and grabbed a plate of eggs, toast, fried potatoes, sausage and bacon. I love having a mother who’s a chief.

Typical Jamie didn’t even look up. Half the time I don’t think she realizes that Chris is there. Chris however looked up and smiled and I managed to grab the cup of coffee my mom placed in front of me. Yep, I am not a morning person but I had to be awake to today. I decided last night that I would tell him today…

“Dan we really need to talk.” My voice was steady and didn’t give anything away.

“Sure Jeff…” He turned around to face my, with an expression that almost made me melt. “What project didn’t you do this time?” He leaned up against his locker and looked so damn sexy, and he didn’t even try. Somehow his pose made it all the more harder for me to tell him.

“No project…or at least I don’t think I’ve missed a project this semester.” I babbled without even thing then bit my lip.

“The semester is barley a week old…” Dan laughed despite himself. That laughter had a musical quality about it. This was not going quite how I planned it would. Damn Daniel making it twenty thousand times harder for me then it should be. The way he stood there staring as if he expected more out of me. it wasn’t faire, I’m why couldn’t I have been born my sister? That would solve everything. “Jeff? You spaced out…the bell rang.”

“Right, class…I’ll talk to you at lunch then.” With that we parted ways for the morning. Nope defiantly not going my way. I would like to say that my pride got the better of me and I was perfectly fine all morning long, but that would be lying. I pouted. Yes pouted all morning long. no one seemed to notice as I sat in that back of every class. The teachers left me alone because it appeared that I was actually paying attention. When in fact I was planning how I would confront my best friend at lunch.

My morning was busy spent determining the best course of action and I finally decided that it would be blunt. It seemed that every time I looked at the clock nothing moved. It was frustrating as my first two classes dragged on and on. Finally after 152 gruelling minutes of class it was lunch.

I headed to my locker first as it was closer and I would meet Dan at his soon enough. I set my backpack down with a plop. Opening up my locker I exchanged textbooks. The one pretty small physc text for my bio and my history. How did I end up taking them in the first place? Oh that’s right Dan convinced me too. Last time I take course suggestions from someone my sister’s age and in the same grade.

I closed up my backpack, mounted it on my back, closed my locker with a bang, locked it and set off. Dan’s locker isn’t too far away from mine (they are on different floors) but it is down the history hallway. A place I try so hard to avoid as two of my current teachers teach down there and are always asking me how things are going. It’s not that I don’t mind but Dan loves the subject and can talk for hours with our history teacher (and head of history).

“Boo.” I whispered in Dan’s ear as he bent down to place a textbook in his backpack. My lips so close to his ear, they brushed past each other as he stood up.

“Hello to you too Jeff.” He closed his locker and turned around to face me. I figured it’s now or never. Besides if I wait too long I may actually lose my never to do it. That or there won’t be anyone around to see.

Before he could stop me, or ever register what was going on, I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around his neck. Working in a timely fashion my lips crashed into his. I was not trying to be gently, actually probably the last thought on my mind. I was more interested in passion and getting the point across to him. I finally let him go when I ran out of air (okay I forgot to breath…damn Kukwa). I was vaguely aware of people staring at us.

I was aware of Dan staring at me. His eyes into mind wondering what had just happened. “Dan,” I began slowly, if he didn’t get the point all of the drama would be lost in my having to repeat my point. “I’m gay.”

“No shit Sherlock,” Dan replied smiling back at me. “I understand that you want to tell me that in a dramatic way, but damn-it Jeff did you really need to kiss me?”

I grinned, all nerves had vanished. “Absolutely,” was all I could manage before I kissed him again. Now I knew that he wouldn’t get the wrong message, onlookers perhaps but not Kukwa. He would understand, this was my way to tell him I was gay and nothing more to the matter.

In fact our friendship didn’t change one bit. He still came over for dinner and let my parents fawn over him. Sometimes I think they love him more then they do me or Jamie, my baby sister (okay younger by two years but still). Dinner conversation was mostly small talk and Jamie trying not to get caught reading her textbook…which one I’m not sure of.

Afterwards I grabbed two pieces of chocolate cake before Jamie could devour them and brought them up to my room. I handed one to Dan as I sat down beside him. This was the only chance we had to discus what had happened earlier at school.

“I’m gay.” I finally blurted out for a second time that day.

“I got that Jeff…” Dan grinned at me, “I want to make it perfectly clear that I am straight. Got that.”

“Sure…I already knew that though.”

“Then why did you kiss me?” Dan sounded slightly irritated but I knew it was just an act…or at least I hoped it was.

“To tell you of course.” I grinned back at him and handed him the rest of my half eaten cake. “Actually I already have a boyfriend.” I smiled mysteriously at him and refused to say any more on the subject. Dan would find out soon enough.

“You’re not going to tell me are you.” It was a statement not a question. Stupid intellectual Kukwa.

“Have you met my sister Jamie yet?” I changed the subject on him.

“Not formally, no.” Was his response as I knew it would be.

“I think it’s about time you did. Come on.” I grabbed his hand and dragged him off in the direction of Jamie’s room. This could be interesting. My sister sat on her bed deep in thought, and homework, unsuspecting of what I was planning. In fact Daniel stood beside unsure of what I was planning. Hell I didn’t even know what would come out of this. I was just board.