Rylee took her perch back on the desk and sat watching as everyone filtered in. She watched some lurk in the hall and pretend they weren’t coming in or at least weren’t half curious. She’d thought about going out and dragging some in, but that would defeat the purpose. Everyone in this club HAD to WANT to BE here.  Secretly she was proud of Avery for putting this together, god forbid she find out. Lord knows Avery was probably doing it because it would look good on her college application. Like hell she’d do it for her closet fag of a boyfriend. The thought of her sister even kissing Adrian made her stomach churn. The man was gay. Gay-er than any boy band wanna-be on ANY singing show EVER.  Alex caught her attention as he passed the door; she lifted her hand in a wave.  She’d been flirting with him for months; he was either hard headed or NOT interested.<br/><br/>Avery welcomed and greeted like a professional running for president of the USA. Her mannerisms were that of one as well. Secretly she was watching for her boyfriend, Adrian. She’d started this club because of him. Loving him dearly was hard when so many feared him. Boys wanted to be him and girls wanted to date him, therefore hating on her in a way. When they were alone it was bliss, but involve any others and fireworks started going off. He had a thing against those that preferred same sex partners, or proclaimed they did and she HATED intolerance. So she gathered ideas and begged and pleaded with the school board and faculty for over a year. She smiled at Rylee, even if Ry never said a word Avery knew how proud her sister was of her. Blue eyes heard the commotion and jumped<br/><br/>“OH God Avy… tell me you didn’t?” Ry said hearing the commotion down the hall just before Naomi entered.  The “New Guy” had already been established as HOT by Rylee and she practically drooled when he walked in the door. Smiling at him Rylee raised a brow, as if to say “fancy meeting YOU here”.<br/><br/>“It doesn’t matter… he didn’t come.” She hissed back before rushing over to Naomi. “Are you alright? What happened to make you cry and what can we do for you?”<br/><br/>“Nay just tell her to shut the FUCK up, since it was probably her asshole that did it, forget a Club understanding…. should have made club what the hell is Adrian’s problem?”  A few others in the room nodded in agreement.