Author: Minnie Rating: PG Fandom: *NSYNC Category: Gen - JC Disclaimer: F-I-C-T-I-O-N. All made up. I don't know him nor do I know what goes on (or what went on) in his head. Or any other parts of his body. Don't sue. Notes: Please do not archive elsewhere without permission. I'm new to this fandom so chalk up any mistakes to my newbiehood. To Mom because she's Mom. Archive Date: 5/21/2002 You were born knowing it. When you were seven and the other boys played with their Tonka trucks and video games, you reached for a doll. A male doll, a cheap Ken imitation, and you dressed him up with scraps of shiny fabric. He glittered, you smiled and they called you names. You didn't fully understand the words, the harsh, screaming words, but you hated their sound. You reached for a video game and the ugly sounds died down. In the quiet, you still knew. When you were fourteen, you danced without a care in the world, throwing your body here and there, moving, just moving as you saw fit. "Prancing like a queen", you heard them whisper, mostly with scorn. You slowed down, trying to get your body to move in uncoordinated angles, before giving up and fitting yourself in some of steps they laid out for you. You added a touch, maybe an extra bump or two, something that you could still call your own. You even added your own voice. Their words but your voice. Still in the box but you found no whispers there, just something sweet and pure. Away from the constraints, you knew what you were. And liked it. When you turned twenty four, they cheered. They cheered when you hopped on stage, hair wild, pants tight, body shining, singing pretty words you wrote, ones that never rhymed with ugliness. They screamed as you jumped, throbbed, flowed with the music, became part of it. Loud all over, drowning out boundaries, creating your own world where ugliness and whispers didn't exist, where nothing existed except the music. You always knew it could be like this, that this was what you were meant to be. You were born knowing it. -End- HOME MISCELLANEOUS FAN FICTION FAN FICTION |
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