Jamie rubbed his eyes harshly as he began to take off his uniform in a hurry. 'It'll be over before I know it. . . it's always been like this' Jamie kept repeating to himself over and over again. He ruffled his hair in frustration as he picked up his small phone and began a quick text to Akira, which he decided would be better to warn him for his absence as Akira worries easily if it involves Jamie.
Changing himself to a plain white t-shirt with some baggy jeans, knowing he'll be given a change of clothes at his destination he decides to just arrive comfortably. Looking down at the sheet music that he had scattered all over the floor, not caring one bit of the messy room, he picked up a page and sighed, the things you have to do to achieve your dreams right? He picked all the papers and put them in his chipped dark small oak drawer.
Jamie gave a shaky breath before a flashback of three years ago began to play in his head, the sound of a man laughing, the smell of cigars, alcohol bottles everywhere and broken, a scared 14-year old on a bed naked and exposed with a middle-aged man on top of him forcing the boy to fondle the man erotically.
Jamie began to bite his lip of the bitter memory he really wanted to forget, tonight he might have to relive his nightmare of three years ago. With shaky hands, Jamie went and took all of his medication that was necessary. Without much choice he made his way down the broken stairs, trying his best not to fall. "I'm ready. . ." Jamie said with little enthusiasm as he made his way to his so-called father. Jamie's dad was waiting impatiently down at the door while chewing on a toothpick. "Urm- I'm ready. . ." Jamie said with bitterness as he went down the remaining stairs and hoped with the money they get they finally could get the time to fix the house a little. "Ah haha I can just imagine all that money we could make! All thanks to you that you got your mother's looks!" Jamie looked at his father with disgust as he bit his bottom lip trying to contain himself.
Jamie got off the bus in a hurry as it seems he would be late since traffic was a huge problem in the process. Stopping at the entrance of his most hated place in the whole world, a club. . . a gay club. He was told to have to lie about his age since he was young. Entering he was greeted by the manager Mr. Ito Jamie doesn't really like him nor hate him, it was really complicated.
"Ah! Our star guest! Who would've thought you've come?"
"Heh, yeah. . ."
"Come in, Ali is in your room he has prepared your outfit."
"Thanks, I'll be off now."
Jamie made his way to the long narrow hallway that always made him shiver from the cold air that came blasting from the AC. Finally making his way to his changing room he stops at the door, takes a deep breath, and hurriedly makes his way in being greeted by a very kind man. The man was wearing a dark red revealing dress that covered him throughout his thighs to his shoulders, with a small scarf around his neck, with lots of makeup on his face.
"Hey! Jamie-Kun!"
"Don't call me that it's creepy!"
"Alright, alright sit down." the man said with a chuckle.
"Why an auction now?"
"Because it's time for a special event to spice things up a bit in this gloomy place!"
"Typical. . ."
"Don't be such a mood killer! Have some fun live your life!"
"Heh, yeah right, thanks, Ali."
"No problem! Now to fix this mess of a hair!"
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Jamie looked at himself in the mirror one last time before he groaned in annoyance. He had a black plain choker on his neck which held a tie, tight pants with no shirt, handcuffs on one hand with the other side opened, and his glasses were hanging loose on his face. "Argh. . ." Jamie said as he began to ruffle his hair in annoyance, 'Why do I have to do this for my ungrateful father?' He thought as he began to walk outside his room looking for Ali, who was flirting with the bartender.
'This is going to be such a pain in the ass!'
Jamie thought as the manager called him to wait backstage.