Be More Chill Dragging Michael Along AU, It Takes Two
“Could you pretend to be my girlfriend from Canada?” Michael looked back at Jeremy with a confused face.
“Could you pretend to be my girlfriend from Canada? I mean…you are my best friend and you already like wearing dresses and wigs and stuff. You just need to show up, kiss me during play rehearsal and then leave!”
“Oh come on why not?”
“Because that’s stupid. Why should I cover for your dumb ass?”
“Because I’m your best friend ever?”
“Come on Michael, please? If you want, I’ll pay you. I have like three hundred dollars of Bar Mitzvah money left.”
“Jeremy if I accepted that I would be a prostitute.”
“I don’t want to have sex with you, I just want to show Rich I’m…not a virgin loser…” Michael’s look of anger seemed to disappear as he saw Jeremy’s face when he said that. He looked ready to cry making Michael feel guilt for arguing with him.
“Fine, I’ll pretend to be your girlfriend from Canada.”
“Really?!” Jeremy immediately brightened up almost tackling Michael to the ground with a hug. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
“Sure thing bro, just get off me. You’re ruining my makeup.”
“Oh right, sorry Mike.” Pulling away Michael adjusted his red ringlet wig before looking back at Jeremy.
“But what about Christine? If she thinks you have a girlfriend don’t you think she’s not gonna want to date you?”
“We can break up.”
“Wow we haven’t even started our relationship and you’re already breaking it off with me.”
“No, you’ll break up with me! And then she’ll feel really bad and try to comfort me!”
“Sounds thought out except for one tiny thing, what about Jake?”
“We’ll worry about Jake later.”
“Whatever you say dude.” Michael’s phone vibrated as he looked down to read it. “Oh shit, they moved my show up. I’ll drop you off on the way there.” Michael grabbed his keys as Jeremy followed closely behind. The cardigan wearing teen almost ran into Michael when he came to a sudden stop. “And you have to promise me one thing.”
“Yeah, whatever you want Michael.”
“You’ll come to one shows.”
“I can’t go tonight my da-”
“Not tonight, just any night.”
“Y-yeah…I can do that.”
“Cool, if I get off early we can play Apocalypse of the Damned tonight!”
“That sounds awesome!” They fist bumped heading out the door to Michael’s PT Cruiser.
As Jeremy sat in his bed he began to think about play rehearsal tomorrow. He tried not to be a pessimist but sometimes all he could think about was how everything could go wrong tomorrow. He just needed Michael to come, pretend to be his girlfriend for a little bit…possibly make Christine jealous and then they’d leave together and it would be over. No matter how many times Jeremy told himself that a little voice in the back of his head nagged at how everything could go wrong.
‘What if one of them saw his shows?’
Who would go see a drag show with Michael in it?
‘What if they know he’s a boy?’
'What if they think Michael’s ugly?’
Michael’s not ugly…
'As a boy.’
Now that’s just rude.
Before Jeremy could argue with himself anymore the door to his bedroom opened making him jump in surprise as his dad came in.
“Jesus dad, there’s this thing called knocking.”
“Sorry son, just checking on you. Sounded like you were talking to someone.”
'Oh shit…did I say that stuff out loud?’
“Oh, uh just playing a game on my phone.”
“Alright.” His dad awkwardly lingered in the room letting him know he wanted to say.
“Something you want to talk about?”
“So…I saw that girl who dropped you off today. She’s really pretty.”
“Oh that’s…Anne she’s a friend from Canada.”
“Yeah she’s going to be here for a few days.”
“Okay.” Another awkward silence fell over the room before Mr.Heere began to back out the door. “Night son, see you in the morning.”