"his name is joshua." tyler told his best friend, ashley.
she thoroughly chewed her gum and batted her mascara coated lashes as she rolled her eyes,"you know your mom would never approve of you liking another fella."
"he's not just some fella, ashley. he's one of those punk guys, but i don't care, he's still a sight."
"then why wont ya talk to him?" she teased.
"because he would never pay attention to me. i don't even think he's into boys like i am." he said.
"now stay still so i can finish painting your nails."
a/n; welcome to the 60s - homosexuality is taboo, love is everywhere, and music is alive.