Prologue: The Rainbow Room
Josh and I stood outside the high school, waiting for the bell to ring.
“Is it like High School Musical?” I asked him. He turned to me and grinned.
“Yes,” he answered. “It’s exactly like High School Musical.” This made me giggle. He had been like this in the weeks leading up to this day; he knew I was nervous about starting grade nine. This was a school to enter and a new place to come out to. My biggest fear that was nobody would accept my sexuality but Josh kept reassuring me that everybody there was pretty chill.
“You know,” Josh said to me, “There’s this room called ‘The Rainbow Room’ that’s only for LBGT kids to use during Study Hall or reading time.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, I use it a lot. It’s where most of my friends are. I’m pretty sure that they would welcome a newbie quickly. They can get a little too eager about fresh blood.” He winked smirked at me while he said this. “If you know what I mean.”
“You’re gonna have to tell them that I’m taken then.” Josh laughed and the bell rung soon after.
“Time to start a new year in Hell,” said Josh. I’m smiled and walked up the front steps with him.
“Hey everyone!” Josh yelled into the room filled with rainbow flags, banners, and table cloths. “We got a grade niner.” Kids looked over from their books or from other people. A girl couple stopped making out and grinned at me.
“Hello everyone, I’m Ben.” I said with a little side wave. “I’m Josh’s boyfriend.”
Both girls and boys squealed with delight and swarmed around me to get a closer look. Everyone was trying to talk to me all at once and I was getting a bit overwhelmed with all the smiling faces and bright eyes.
“Welcome to the club!” screamed a boy.
“Glad to have ya!” shouted a girl.
I felt somebody kiss my cheek and somebody else grab my hand; my cheeks started to heat up from embarrassment.
“Alright, alright,” said a husky voice from the back. “Let’s not suffocate the poor boy.” The crowd parted and I saw a male teacher that looked in his mid thirties. “Hi, I’m Mr Welton, the runner of this club.” Mr Welton smiled at me, I smiled back.
’This is going to be a great year.’