Todd told his girlfriend Heather that he was going to head to his Uncle Marc's place at the start of his spring break trip with his friends Blake and Jay (and then eventually Jeff), so Heather decided to head to the same place and surprise him. She had time off anyway and thought that Todd would like her company. Little did she know, he now preferred the company of someone else ... and that company was not that of another girl.
The house was a bit hard to find, even though she had the directions (she snuck a glance when Todd wasn't watching her), but eventually she found it. And she was sure that this was the place, because she spotted Todd's car parked outside. Nodding, she parked her car next to it, then got out.
And after walking up to the house, she rang the doorbell. She couldn't wait to see the look on Todd's face when he saw her. They had been dating for months now and she really thought that he was "the one". Yeah, they were that in love with each other.
She waited for a minute, and almost left when she thought no one was home (maybe they went somewhere using Uncle Marc's car?), but then the door opened.
"Yes?" a boy asked her. The pink tank top that was so small that it looked like a sports bra, the metallic pink thong, the small hoop earrings, the way his hand dangled limply from his wrist ... yeah, this guy was gay. It was pretty obvious. But this guy wasn't Uncle Marc. He was too young.
"Is ... uh ... Todd here?" she asked him.
"He sure ith, honey," the boy said, with a bit of a lisp. Wow, this guy was a total flamer for sure. But, you know, Heather didn't know why, but she felt like she had seen him before. Something in his face ... he almost looked like ... Todd's friend Jay? No, that couldn't be. She had met Jay before. He was about as far away as anyone could get from being gay and this guy was totally gay.
"I'm Heather. Todd's girlfriend?" she said.
"Oh," answered the boy who reminded her of Jay, but couldn't possibly be. "Well, he's still athleep right now. But you can wait downstairs for him."
"Okay," she said. Then she stepped into the house.
"Want thomething to eat while you wait, thweetie?" he asked, swishing his way into the kitchen, walking like a total fem boy. It was so outrageously ridiculous that Heather couldn't help but chuckle to herself. How do those kinds of boys become like that? Little did she know, that boy really was Jay (although, now he went by the name "Jason") and less than a day earlier, he was as straight as you could get.