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Stage Three: Story Arc

Michael bit his lip nervously as he hovered the mouse over the call button, he wanted to call. He wanted to see Ray's face, but he was nervous. What would Ray think of him? "ok, you know what..." Michael sighed and got up from his laptop, going in the bathroom to fix his hair and to his bedroom to change his shirt. First impressions were important especially if they were for Ray. Well...of course because he was a real friend! Michael didn't want him thinking he was under dressed or a douche. He sighed and bit his lip harder, quickly hitting the button to get it over with. His heart pounded against his chest as it range, he almost hoped that he wouldn't pick up but in a matter of minuets it was connecting. Michael's breath hitched as the camera on Ray's side was slightly black. "oh shit, sorry" Ray chuckled and turned on a light. Michael sat back and blinked, holy shit he was hot. "well...damn" Ray scoffed nervously. "w-what?" Michael's voice was shaking, he was so nervous. He could feel his whole body shudder and shake in fear of what Ray was thinking about him, what if he said something wrong? What if he embarrassed himself? "You're...really... uh heh.." Ray scratched the back of his neck in nervousness. Michael raised an eyebrow, and tried to pull the best annoyed face he could, he had a pissed-off-angry-guy act to keep up. "you're really cute" Ray finally spat out with a scoff. Michael's face turned red, he hoped that the low quality of his camera could hide it. Ray began laughing, "you're just adorable!" Ray shouted out. Michael looked away, he thought he was cute? Should he return the compliment? "shut up..." was all he could mutter.

It was silent for a few minuets before Michael decided to say something, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice, "I didn't think you were this attractive..." he trailed off. "so that was you flirting with me?" Ray asked nonchalantly. Michael nodded slightly, he was messing this up. Ray thought he was some stupid fuck that happened to be...cute. Michael blushed at the compliment again, no one ever called him cute. "i'd ask you to a date but you seem a bit far away" Ray smirked a bit. Michael didn't respond, he was busy trying to figure out why such an attractive person was still talking to him. "Michael?" Ray raised an eyebrow. Michael's eyes snapped up to meet the screen, he was surprised at how much he loved the way Ray had said his name. "Are you alright?" Ray chuckled, Michael shook his head. Ray now looked concerned and waited patiently for his friend to answer. "I...I'm really sorry i just....uggh fuck" Michael groaned and ran his hands down his face. Ray waited with the concerned look, still on his face. " I'm not used to people liking me at all and I just don't think this is all true, I'm really sorry I just need to get used to this just..." Michael said quickly and sighed as he felt his eyes begin to brim with tears.

Ray was quiet for a while, just watching two or three tears slip down Michael's cheek. "Do you want to tell me about it?" Ray asked softly. Michael wiped his eyes, and tried to look like he had some decency. Michael nodded quickly, he trusted Ray with his past. He told Ray about how when he was in school he always got beat in the hallways because he liked to sit alone and play his gameboy. When Michael was younger, he saw how the other kids had played roughly and as he grew he realized how manipulative they were. He liked being in his own world away from it all, but one day when some kid had taken that away from him, he snapped. Michael had put the kid in the hospital, after that so many people were afraid. He didn't want to scare anymore people, so he stayed away. He didn't think he could make anyone like him anymore.

Ray sat in silence, Michael could see his eyes brimming with tears just like his own. "why are you crying?" Michael said through a choked sob. "I...I'm so sorry you went through that. I...I want to just hold you and make sure you're okay" Ray spat out all at once. Michael was taken aback by his reaction, he still couldn't believe all this, that Ray actually cared, that he wasn't intimidated by his angry act. "You're a good friend Ray..." Michael said lowly, barely able to believe his own words. Ray smiled wide and wiped his eyes and Michael couldn't help but smile back with the same effort.