~Ray POV~
"I'm home." I sighed as I opened the door. "Was it fun?" Luna asked. "You could say that." I lied. "Well, let's have dinner! Or did they feed you?" She asked, her green eyes shining in the light. "I was fed." I lied, as I walked up to my room. "Though thanks." I added as I reached the top of the stairs. "So, how was the date?~~" Sara asked as I walked into my room. "First of all, why are you here? Second of all : No, it did not." I sighed as I sat near a bookshelf in my room. "What happened?" She asked, sitting next to me. "Do I need to talk about it?" I sighed. "Uh, yeah." She said, looking down on me. Literally.
"Well, his friend Emma was supposed to come, but she didn't. So that was awkward. Then, Norman tried to tickle me, that was really weird. And then he tried to make out with me." I finished. "Woah. He tried to make out with you?" She asked in amazement. "Yeah. He kissed me a few times." I lied. "REALLY?" She exclaimed. "No, idiot. He tried to." I sighed at her stupidity. "Though tell me the details!" She whined. "Okay, fine," I sighed
. "So, we were sitting on his bed, wondering what we should do. Then, he jumped on my chest really fast and our faces were inches apart. It was kind of scary." I admitted. "Woah. That sounds scary." She said. "Well no duh, I just said that." I sighed, holding a book in my hands that I had planned to read. " ' Well no duh, I just said that.' ' she mocked. "Okay, shoo." I said. "You're a funny boy, Ray." She laughed as she walked out.I sat down, but refused to read the book. Why? I'm not sure. I heard Luna call me from downstairs. "Ray, someone is calling for you!"
Well no kidding, sherlock.
"Okay!" I yelled, as I walked downstairs. I picked up the phone and heard a girl's voice. "Hello?" I asked. "Hi, Rat! It's me, Emma! DO you wanna come to my house? We can have a sleepover with you, me, my sister, my sister's boyfriend Don, and Norman!" She exclaimed. I knew my family was in the room so I said, "Sure, I'll ask my mother if it's okay." I turned around and Luna said, "Yeah! Go!" So that's what I had to do.
~~Time Skip ~~
~~Third Person POV~~
The five sat in a circle on the rug. "We should play truth or dare!" Emma suggested. "No thank you." Gilda said. "Okay, the how about the pokey game?" Don asked. "N O." Ray instantly declined. "We can play spin the bottle!" Norman said.
"Wait Norman I never thought you would be the one to suggest that." Ray respined. "Sounds fun!" Emma laughed. Gilda went first. She backed down when she realized it landed on Emma. Emma went next. It landed on Norman. Norman's face turned red, while Emma's face turned pink. Emma walked over to Norman, and sat down in front of him. "I'm going to get some water." Ray scoffed. He stood up as he walked toward the kitchen.
He heard Gilda squeal, and he assumed that they had kissed. Ray felt something in his body, mind and soul wake up. He wasn't sure what, but he knew he felt it. As he sipped the cold water, (Smacking as loud as he could to annoy anybody who could hear him) He realized what he was feeling. A mix of anger and jealousy. He wanted to be the one to kiss Norman. He was the one who wanted Norman. That's when Ray decided that he would have Norman.
All to himself.
"Uh, Ray, your spilling water in your shirt." Norman laughed, walking up behind him. "GAH!" Ray yelled, as he woke up from his imagination. There was water all over his shirt. "I'll just change into my pajamas , , , , " Ray sighed. He went to get his bag, and then walked to the furthest bathroom. As he looked around, he realized that it was pretty small, and it could barely fit the ski ad the toilet, so two people in there would be pretty crowded. He slipped off his shirt to reveal his pale, smooth back. It made his black hair stand out. His tall body frame made his almost white skin look even more majestic (Yes, he is a unicorn).
"RAY!! WE NEED YOU!" He heard Emma shout from the other room. She sounded urgent, so Ray ran out, and into the living room. "Ray! We-- wait where's your shirt?" Emma asked him. "You sounded urgent, so I came." Ray sighed. Norman was blushing hardcore, though everybody assumed he was still thinking about that kiss with Emma.
"Well, what do you want?" Ray asked, tapping his foot on the floor. "We wanna play truth or dare, and Gilda is going first. We need you here. Now sit." Emma demanded. Ray sighed as he obeyed. "Don, you go first!" Emma declared. "Norman, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Who do you like?"
"Emma." Norman responded. That's when Ray broke. He didn't say anything, but inside, he felt hurt. More than anything.
"Ray, truth or dare."
"Truth."
tht
"Who is your crush?"
"I don't have one." Ray sighed. "Anyway, I'm putting on a shirt now." Ray said, excusing himself as he stood up. He walked to the bathroom to put on his shirt. As he was putting it on and taking his pants off, he heard the doorknob squee. (Yes. They made a squee noise) "PLEASE DON'T COME IN." Ray shouted. The person behind the door got the message, and waited. As Ray finished putting on his clothes and then walked out.
He saw Norman waiting there. "Hey Ray? Can I talk to you?" He asked. "Sure." Ray said. Norman pulled him into the bathroom, and locked it behind him. Norman turned off the light, "Wait, why did you . . ." Ray trailed off.
Norman covered Ray's mouth. "Norman what the fri-" Ray was interrupted by a knocking at the bathroom door. "Hey Ray? Are you still in there?" He heard Gilda ask. Or was it Emma? He wasn't sure. Norman looked at Ray, and he knew what Norman was telling him. "Uh, yeah."Ray said, lous rough for whoever it was to hear through the door. "Okay! Take your time. We'll be watching a movie!" As their footprints faded away, Norman sighed a sigh of relief. "Norman, why are we in here?" Ray asked, though Norman stayed silent.
"I have some questions for you." Norman said, no tone in his voice, though his stare was menacing. His ocean blue eyes stared into Ray's soul. The starlight shone through the window, illuminating the room, so Ray could make out the look on his face. As Ray had noticed before, it was a small room, so Norman was basically on top of Ray. "Norman . . . . what questions?" Ray asked, his eyes soon overcame with a look of horror, as Norma's face expression didn't change. "I Ask the questions here." Norman said, his looks and tone didn't change as he basically pinned Ray down, so that he couldn't move an inch. He might be able to move a centimeter, but not an inch. "Norman, if this is a joke, it isn't funny." Ray said, his eyes narrowing as the shadow of Norman hovered over him. Norman and Ray's noses were touching.
"Ray, who is your mother?" Norman asked."NORMAN! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" Ray shouted. Though it was muffled by Norman covering his mouth. "Ray, who is your mother?" Norman repeated. "Norman, it's not funny, stop." Ray said. If he wasn't scared already, he sure was now. Who was this? Was it even Norman? How could they not hear him? All these thoughts raced through his head. "Ray, answer me." Norman demanded.
"Ray, who is your mother?" Norman asked once more, hsi facial expression changing into anger. "Norman, why do you want to-" "ANSWER ME, RAY!" Norman whisper yelled into Ray's ear. Ray knew Norman didn't want anybody to hear him, so that's why he was trying to be silent. "Luna is, of course." Ray whispered. "No. Your biological mom." Norman demanded. At this point, Ray could cry. Norman was freaking him out. "Why does that information matter to you?" Ray asked. "I ask the questions. Who is your mother?" Norman asked once more.
Ray did the only thing he thought that he could use to get out of this. He leaned forward, and soon, their lips were touching. And because the odds were never in his favour, someone just happened to open the door.
Author's Note : hey! Sorry if any of the words are missing an 'n' because my keyboard isn't being nice qwq. Anyway, Thanks for reading!