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Momma's Boy (Part 1)
His nose was bleeding. It was just my luck. I know Cody is my best friend, but sometimes he just gets on my nerves. Today when he called me tiny, I decided to show him that even tiny boys could beat someone up. Lets face it; he was only a few centimeters taller than me. I don’t understand why he wanted to wind me up. Maybe he just wanted a fight.
My
name is Sonny. I am 12. So is Cody, but he thinks I am smaller, because
he is a few centimeters higher than I am. I know I already said that.
But my penis was bigger than his, and it even had some hair. Sorry for
being rude and naming that. And in case you are asking how I know, we
have taken showers before after gym class.
Back
to the fight my fist hit Cody’s nose and this stunned him. I was about
to ask if he had enough and could we be friends again when I felt the
teacher’s hand on my shoulder. Cody and I were led into the principles
office.
Of
course our mothers were called and they were on the way. This meant
trouble, as I knew that Mum would be so mad at me. This was the second
time I have been ion the principles office in the last two weeks. While
we were waiting, Cody apologized and asked if we could be friends. I
tried to cheer him up by saying that if we survived our mothers, we
would be friends for life.
Our
Mothers came in. The principle told them that we were in a fight. Then
my mum said that she would speak with me. She said it in a calm voice,
which surprised me. It especially surprised me when she looked at me and
smiled, saying that we will discuss it when we get home. Then she smiled
at the principle and said that she thinks that things will change
quickly in the future. I just smiled thinking that Mum must be sick or
something. She usually gets mad at me, even if it’s in the principles
office. It was just as surprising as Cody’s mother was just as calm
and said that she had a plan for Cody. Of course this could be bad as we
could be grounded for the next 50 years.
When
we were on the way home I heard Cody’s mother say to Mum:
“
He I see you got the same ring as me.” She said
“
Yes, I met this East European woman called Madame Isabella this morning
and we were talking how bad boys were today. Then she said she had a
ring that would help things and show others that I understand them.”
“
The same happened to me. It’s like a ring to show support. I think
it’s a good ideal. they have a ribbon to show support against aids, we
have a ring”
“
I know. The problem is that I feel tingles going through my body up to
my brain. I looked at the ring and thought that it looked ugly and tried
to take it off, but then I couldn’t breath. I was Ok when I put the
ring on again”
“
That happened to me.”
We
were in the car on the way home and I thought that the conversation was
very strange. I looked at her ring
and it was a cool ring. Once in a while there would be a light glow from
it where I would see that mum would blink very fast. That was also
funny. But I didn’t laugh; as I didn’t know what trouble I was in
when I came home.
When
we came home I stood in the sitting room. I was waiting for her to start
shouting and the usual. But she told me to sit down and wait.
Mum
picked up the telephone. I could see the ring glow once again. It was so
cool when it did that.
“
Hello, This is Sonny’s mother. You know what we spoke about a few
weeks ago, that our husbands left us, and it’s just us that are
raising our sons. I remember you complaining that your house was too big
and you wanted to move…”
“
……….”
“
That’s right. Well I suddenly got an idea. We have two spare rooms
after Sonny’s father found his young secretary. Why don’t you and
Cody move here?”
“
…… “
“
Really? You thought of the same?”
“
….. “
“
Yes I agree that this ring is strange. Sometimes its like its putting
thoughts in my head.”
“
…. “
“
Sure, why not. There is no better time than the present. You just move
what you need over tomorrow.”
“….”
“
I agree, you don’t need a lot, and you can just rent out the house. I
look forward to speaking to you tomorrow
.”
As
if I didn’t guess it already, Mum came into me and said that Cody and
his Mum would be moving in tomorrow. I didn’t dare ask if she’s gone
crazy or what the hell she was thinking about. It seemed like it was too
soon for me. I man I could understand that he would be moving in a few
months time, but moving in the next day. I will never understand
parents. I suppose it was smart, as it was weekend. They would have time
to get settled in.
The
next day they came when I was still in bed. I just put the pillow over
my head. Didn’t anyone have any time to sleep a bit longer on
Saturdays anymore? I could hear them show Cody his room and where his
mother will sleep. It didn’t sound like they had that much to bring.
It was basically their clothes and books and his toys and computer.
After
they moved in, Cody came into my room without knocking. He thought it
was so fun that we would be living together. I suppose he was right. He
didn’t even think that it was strange that it was so soon. He thinks
that our mothers must have talked about it for weeks. I doubt that. I
decided to cheer up. It was nice to have my best friend living with me.
The
weekend was a blast. Cody and I had so much fun. If what it were like to
live with your best friend, then it would be great. We played play
station and seen DVDs and wrestled and everything. It was like a half
year of fun and games in one weekend. I quickly forgot that they moved
in so quickly. It was so fun that they would be living with us.
Of
course, there was one disadvantage. Instead of having one mother that
was constantly bickering, now there were two mothers that bickered. Two
women that said remember to do your chores and to clean up, not to make
so much noise and to remember to leave the toilet seat down. Sometimes
it was like listening to two parrots just repeats things.
Sunday
night was no different. Cody wanted to see Kim Possible, this girl who
can do everything. I wanted to see a Batman film. I had the remote first
but he grabbed it out of my hand and started watching his stupid
cartoon. Then I did what any boy would do, I jumped on him. I grabbed
the remote from him. Then we started wrestling on the floor. It wasn’t
that we were mad at each other. It was that just at the time, it was
more fun wrestling. Of course the two mums came in and separated us.
That was such a shame. I nearly had him pinned down. They started
screaming and telling at us saying this and that. You have a mother; you
know the type of things that they say.
After
we sat as quiet as could be, they started talking
“
They always fight” Mum said as I seen her ring glow a small bit
“
I know “ Cody’s mother responded. Her Ring was glowing as well and
her eyes were winking a bit quicker.
“
Don’t you wish sometimes they were born as girls?”
“
I wish Cody was born as baby girl” That made me laugh.
“
So do I” I stopped laughing when Mum said this.
“
Remember that woman we met. She has dance classes for boys. I think we
should send them to dance.”
“
I think that is a brilliant idea.”
I
looked at Cody. He just sat there as nothing was said. Our mothers have
just said we were going dancing and he was just sitting there. I looked
at my mother and said I was not go dancing. She looked at me as harshly
and it looked like she was going to explode. She said that if she
decides I will go dancing, I will. If she had to drag me by my neck and
spank me all the way.
I had a glimpse of hope. She did say if she decided, so that means it
has not been decided yet. But something in her eyes and face told me
that I should not push her too far.
I
could hardly sleep that night. The talks about dance made shivers go
through my back. After a few hours of thinking I thought it would make
me very popular if everyone could see I was a hip hop dancer or
break-dancer. A smile came to my face. I could break dance in the middle
of the hallways and everyone would be cheering me on, or maybe I could
dance hip-hop on the teacher’s desk. Imagine that?
The
next day we got into trouble. It wasn’t really our fault. It was
during Lunch break and this girl was standing in the corner of the
playground where we were. Then we saw a puddle beneath her. We started
laughing when we seen that she peed herself. I mean she was a girl our
age that peed herself. That is totally strange. So we started calling
her names and I tried lifting her skirt to see her wet panties. This was
a mistake, because as I started doing this, a teacher came up and took
Cody and I by our shoulders.
We
sat in our usual chairs outside their principles office waiting for our
Mums to come.
This
would be bad for us. We were there last Friday and already they’re a
few days after. I was sort shaking because I knew this was twice in a
row and Mums temper would clearly explode.
That
didn’t happen. Mum and Cody’s mum came in and heard what we did.
Then there was silence. The silence was as painful as if the two mums
started screaming and knocking down walls.
Then
Mum said, “ I promise that this time will be the last time that these
two boys will be here in the office. They are starting at dance today.
It is at Isabella’s school of dance. She has a special class for
boys.”
“
I heard about that. Two other boys from here will help. I hear she is
from Eastern Europe. In fact I have spoken with a principle pal of mine
that said she worked in his town, and the changes in the boys she had
there was spectacular.”
“
That is why we are sending our boys. Something tells us that she will
help our boys. They are getting out of control.”
“
Well as they are starting at dance, I will see if that works. They will
not be suspended. But I do not want to see both of them in my office
again.”
“Don’t
worry, you won’t”
With
that we were left school. The two mothers and us were quiet in the car.
Learning how to dance was an easy punishment. I couldn’t understand
what the punishment was. I mean at the least, it would make me even more
popular if I could dance hip-hop. Maybe do the moonwalk. I saw that on
some oldie music video. As long as it wasn’t ballroom dancing, I
wouldn’t care. You had to wear geeky suits and dance with girls that
had ten inches of make up on and a false smile, and not to mention the
old fashioned music.
We
got at the dance studio. It was not that big. There was a huge mirror on
one wall with a bar going across it. The floors were wood and shiny. It
looked OK.
Cody
and I walked into a changing room. We saw two boys from our school. They
were Andrew and James. They were in the class above us. That was OK.
They were quite popular at school and always got into trouble. We put on
shorts and a t-shirt. It looked like we were going to play football
without shoes, as there was a sign that said we could only wear socks
when we were dancing. I thought that was strange, but maybe she did not
want any streaks on her floor.
After
we got in, we stood like 4 excited people waiting for dance to start.
Then I laughed when the teacher came out. She looked exactly like
Madonna in the “Hung up” video. She had white tights and pink
leotard. She even had the long wavy hair like Madonna.
She
told us to stand against the rail and to try bending down keeping our
legs together and knees forward. This was easy. But we had to do it so
many times, even with our arm straight out. I was always good with
balance, so I had no problem. It was funny watching Cody stumble a few
times. Then we had to raise our legs in all directions. She would say a
word that sounded like it was French or something, and we would know if
we would move our legs to the side or front or back. This was basically
our first lesson. During the lesson I thought when would we get to dance
to some cool music.
At
the end she said that we were excellent, and will be great ballet
dancers. I think I was about to faint when she said this. Was all this
ballet? Were we going to ballet dance? I could not understand it. I
wanted to hit something. This was the worse punishment that Mum could
ever give me. How could she? I felt like telling the police. I felt like
telling the FBI. Even CNN!
I
didn’t say a word to Mum for the next few days. Cody was just as mad
as I was. We supported each other in how hard it was. We felt sorry for
each other and ourselves. What happened if the others at school found
out? We would be the laughing stock in the whole school.
When
I tried speaking to Mum about it, she just responded that she already
paid for it and I would have to do it.
“
Mum, I don’t want to do ballet”
“
I already paid for it. You have to.”
“
I never said I wanted to do ballet”
“
But you did the exercises at the bar”
“
So”
“
You didn’t complain then”
“
So”
“
So you did ballet and didn’t complain
”
“
I know but then she said it was ballet, and I don’t want to do
ballet”
“
Well tough, you will continue doing ballet.”
“
What if I don’t”?
“
Then I will punish you by taking your computer and your play station and
TV and a few other things. I don’t see what you are being such a
sulking baby. Cody already told his mother”
I
lost the battle, and I agreed to give it a chance for 3 months. I
didn’t want to make mum mad. But I told her that I would do no shows
or show anyone how I dance and mum promised she wouldn’t tell anyone,
not even my grandparents.
I
didn’t know at the same time that Cody’s mother was talking with him
about the same. He got even madder than me and got more threats.
So
the week after, we were back at ballet. It was still the 4 of us. The
exercise was the same. We just stretched our legs and went up and down.
Then she told us to sit down.
“
I am so happy that you have come back,” She started, “ I know you
are disappointed that you are doing ballet. I know you think it’s for
girls. But do you see any girls are here? No some of the most famous
ballet dancers are men. Look at yourselves, you are wearing shorts. You
all look like boys. Even if you were wearing a leotard and tights, you
would still be boys. It is how you feel inside. Ballet will make you all
into better boys. I am so happy that you are here. Next week you will
get a present and we will have a party instead of practicing”
I
laughed when she said we would still look like a boy if we wear tights.
I would look like a sissy. But next week we would be having a party, so
I didn’t have to worry about doing ballet.
The
week went by quickly and believe it or not, we didn’t get into trouble
at home or at school. Mum got some one to put a mirror up and bar in the
basement. I watched him when he was putting up. He was a bit annoying
because he kept asking where’s my sister, the one that does ballet. I
didn’t want to tell him that I didn’t have any sister and that the
bars were for me. I just let him ask and didn’t answer. After he asked
what seemed to be a thousand times, I said that it was Cody that did
ballet. The workman laughed and said it was strange for a boy to do
ballet.
The
next ballet lesson came. The day was changed to Thursday, instead of
Monday when it usually is. Our mums were allowed to be there. I noticed
that all four of them were wearing the same rings. There was also
another woman there and she was standing behind this chair you would see
in the dentist shop. I hope we will not be playing musical chairs or
something like that. I mean how childish would that be?
Isabella
started by welcoming us.
“
Welcome my pretty boys and their mothers. Today is the first day in your
new life. Ballet and the gift you will get is the baptism you need to be
the new boys that your mothers deserve. There is a glass before you,
lets cheer for our new future and your future selves.”
I
looked at the glass; it had this blue liquid in it. It looked quite
disgusting. I took a sip of it and it tasted like pee. I looked at Cody
and he was squinting his eyes as well. I wanted to throw the cup down
but something told me that I had to taste more. I tasted more and
didn’t mind the taste. I could see our mothers on chairs, looking at
some catalogues with ballet clothes. When I looked at the cover, it had
a picture of a ballerina girl. They were probably looking at new shorts
and things. The more I looked at them, the blurrier it became.
After
a glass, I asked if I could have more. My voice sounded slurry and I
felt so dizzy. Everything was blurry. I remember thinking that the drink
tasted so bad. Now I thought that it tasted so good.
So
here I was, I was so I couldn’t really see anything, as everything was
so blurry. I think that I even seen butterflies flying around. I tried
reaching after them, and then they changed into rainbows. I could hear
myself giggling. This was so funny. It was like I was in a world of
magic.
Then
I heard this voice that sounded like a angel say “ come with me its
your turn”. It wasn’t like anyone else’s voice, it was an
angel’s voice that filled my head when she spoke, and sounded like an
echo. It was like the voice controlled my body.
I
tried to stand up, but my legs were like jelly. Then the angel with the
strange body lifted me up. I heard her saying that I was so small and
light, I would be easy in the future. This words echoed in my mind, and
Even though I was fighting to understand what they meant, I really
didn’t care because the voice was so soothing. Besides the chair I was
sitting in was like a cloud. The next thing I knew was that everything went black
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