That Beautiful Boy 3

Adam POV

We jumped away from each other as the door opened, reveling a boy with very dark brown hair cut close to his head wearing a red and blue plaid shirt, top buttons open to expose his chest and faded blue jeans.

His brown eyes flicked from the blonde to me, taking in our flustered faces and heavy breathing.

"Tommy. Dr. Siobhan needs to see you before class ends."

Tommy nodded, not yet able to speak. The boy closed the door behind him as he left, but not before he cast me a weird look, looking me up and down.

As soon as the door clicked shut I asked, "Do you think he'll tell anyone?"

Tommy was quiet for a few moments, thoughtful. "I don't know. Kris knows I'm gay and I'm positive he saw something."

Tommy ran a hand through his blonde hair, cursing softly under his breath. I reached for his hand and drew him into a hug, "It's fine, if he tells anyone, I'll ask them not to spread it around. I don't want people to know that about me just yet."

I gave him a soft kiss on the lips, staring into his warm, brown eyes.

"C'mon, the bell's about to ring," Tommy said quietly, not letting go of my hand till we went into the hall and down the stairwell.

I stood against the banister while Tommy kept going towards Dr. Siobhan's office across the open hall.

I fingered one of the studs when a voice made me look up, "Hey Adam." It was Kris followed by a girl with mainly black hair with different colors scattered in it.

"Yeah," I asked hesitantly, already knowing what he's gonna ask me. "Are you and Tommy......y'know...." Kris gestured with his hands, but couldn't put it to words.

The multicolored-haired girl sighed, "Are you gay, Adam?"

I was surprised. She looked so shy and innocent when you look at her, but she's got some guts to just flat out ask me that.

I didn't answer them right away, but when I did, I lowered my voice, "Don't tell anyone please."

The girl's eyes widened with happiness, "Aww! You two make such a cute couple!" Kris slapped her arm lightly, "Allison! He just said he doesn't want anyone to know. You're lucky there's virtually no one in here."

She covered her mouth, brown eyes wide. "Sorry," I heard, partly muffled.

"Don't mind her. We're both friends of Tommy's and we're just really happy he finally found someone. I've never, ever seen him kiss a guy or act like he does around you, and I've known him almost my whole life. I'm Kris, this is Allison," he gestured to himself, and then her.

She suddenly hugged me, her arms wrapped around my waist, her face at my chest. She leaned away and poked a finger into my chest, "Just because you're cute as hell doesn't give you the right to fuck with Tommy's heart. So don't even think about it, pretty boy, or I'll kick your ass."

I held my hands up and tried to keep a straight face, "Of course. I wouldn't do that to him."

"Do what to who?"

I turned to see Tommy with his arm around Kris' shoulders. "I told him not to play with you 'cause I'd kick his ass," Allison replied.

Tommy looked at her disapprovingly, "Alli, don't scare him." Kris looked like he was suppressing laughter with his hand over his mouth and a weird look on his face.

"Well, we better go before we're late to our next classes. Where do you go, Adam," Tommy asked as he let Allison and Kris go on ahead of us.

I looked down at the schedule taped onto one of my folders, "Looks like....theater with Mrs. Robles."

The blonde smiled, leading me out of the choir hall to another building across the plaza, "Robles? Haha, what a coincidence, me too! Don't tell me, you have a free period after this right?"

I looked down at my schedule, "Two actually, but after that I'm supposed to go see Mr. Gettig about something. I think he just wants to know how my first day went before lunch hour."

The minute warning bell sounded and we took off at a sprint to make it to the drama building attached to the auditorium on time.

We skidded pass Mrs. Robles' classroom door just as the tardy bell began to sound. "Boys, sit in your seats please while I take the attendance."

We both nodded and took a seat among the other students. She went down the roll, murmuring last names to herself until she got to the L's when she called out, "Lambert? Adam, you're here, correct?"

I raised my hand and waved at her, "Yes ma'am, Mrs. Robles." She smiled at my politeness to her, "We really need someone like you in the drama department, Mr. Lambert."

She took off her coat and asked, "Adam, could you come up here please?"

I stood up to stand beside Mrs. Robles with her hand on my shoulder, "Listen up class, we have a new student here. Some of you may already know him if you had him in your afternoon classes yesterday, but if you don't, this is Adam Lambert.  He transferred in from a school in LA."

Only a couple of kids said hi while I was in front of the  class, but when we were told to get our things to move into the auditorium, a boy with a haircut similar to mine but slightly longer and with light green eyes walked up to me, a girl with short light brown hair following him.

"Hey, new guy. You a good actor?" I smiled slightly, "Yeah, I've been told I'm pretty good. I helped my theater teacher with all the plays back at my old school and got the lead role in all of them."

The black haired guy smiled crookedly and scoffed, "Ha! Well you'll have to be better then 'pretty good' to impress Mrs. Robles enough to get the lead roles here."

The boy used air quotes around the words "pretty good". I smirked to myself and said, "I guess I'll have to prove that then, to everyone."

"We'll see how good you are. C'mon Clare," he said as him and Clare strode towards the door. Under my breathe I asked, "Who's that and why is he so cocky?"

"That's Eli Goldsworthy, he's basically the shit around here: he gets all the good lead roles in every production we do. The girl is his girlfriend Clare: she gets the leading female roles to match him. She's actually pretty okay when she's not around him. Eli has sort of a superiority complex, he always has to be the best and he doesn't take competition well."

I was thoughtful for a while, "So in other words, to shut him up, I'll have to prove how good I really am?"

The blonde nodded, "I'm sure  that won't be too hard. We all heard that you were a natural on the stage and wowed all the teachers when you told them your specialties and demonstrated  them."

I nodded, remembering the astounded looks on their faces before I was officially accepted into the school.

"Then that's what I'll do." I looked at Tommy's face, smiled, and added, "Let's go, Glitterbaby." He gave me a confused look to which I replied with a hand  shaking through his hair, glitter specks falling to his shoulders.

Tommy turned a soft pink color, clearly embarrassed. I hooked my arm through his and walked out the door together.