For You

Daniel scoffed, "I'm not nervous, you're nervous."

"Surrrre," said Sam sarcastically as he pushed the doors open. Martin was sitting in his chair behind his desk and was watching something. From his monitor, they heard a laughing voice say, "Free- Free Sha Va Ca Do!"

Daniel coughed and Martin jumped in his chair before clicking furiously with his mouse.

"Um, nice to see you guys. I didn't know it was time already, I was just working on some spreadsheets. See?" He turned his monitor around so Sam and Daniel could see the spreadsheet that was displayed on the screen.

He turned his monitor back around. "So, why don't you guys redo the skits I had you do last time? I'll see how you guys have improved."

Daniel and Sam reenacted the scenes, this time much better than before.

"Sam! I'm so glad that you worked on those emotions! May ask how you did it?"

"I watched some movies that had the emotions that I needed to work on and learned from it."

"That's impressive, usually it takes around a couple of weeks or months to get emotions down."

Martin got out of his chair, "Okay, strip."

Sam: "Mc-xcuse me?"

Daniel: "Wut."

Martin coughed into his fist. "I need to examine you so that I can get an idea of how fit you guys are and look."

"Just pants and shirt right?" asked Sam.

"Yes."

"Alright, "said Daniel as he began to pull off his shirt.

Sam observed with fervor as Daniel stripped. Daniel had washboard 8 pack abs and a deep V line. Sam looked away and began to take off his shirt. He was less buff than Daniel and was a bit lean with an 8 pack that was slightly defined as well a slightly less deep V line. Sam shot a quick glance over at Daniel as he took off his pants, muscular thighs that weren't too thick and a well-sculpted butt. Martin watched them both with a calculating gleam in his eyes. When they both finished stripping, Martin walked circles around them as they stood in the middle of the room, uncomfortable.

"Okay, you can put your clothes back on. I'm glad that you both are very healthy and have well-sculpted muscles. If directors are looking for people with good bodies, they'll definitely pick you guys. Now, I'll ask about your daily life, schedules, personal life, medical history, and anyone you have beef with. Daniel, you go first."

"My personal life: I go to high school. I have a girlfriend, Alex, and a best friend, Sam. I have no siblings. I wake up, stretch and eat breakfast, go to school, go to football practice or hang out with my friends, go home and do homework, free time and then I sleep for around 9 hours. I have hay fever and have had my appendix removed. I have broken my bones many times, but they are all healed now. I have no beef with anyone."

"Alright, Sam, your turn now."

"Okay, Sam, you need to go to sleep more, at least 8 hours. Try to get to sleep earlier and wake up earlier to set a good sleep schedule. Limit your game time. Daniel, you'll have to keep your relationship with Alex a secret or break up with her, don't go out in public with her later if you can. That's all I have for the two of you, let's meet up every other day to practice. Practice is over. Also, Sam, can you stay behind?"

Sam nodded and Daniel waved goodbye as he left. When the door closed and several minutes passed, Martin, walked over to Sam and whispered to Sam, "I noticed you looking at Daniel in a way someone would not look at their best friend. So I have to ask you. What is your sexuality?"

Sam sighed, "So you noticed, I'm bi. I've liked girls since childhood, but ever since the first year of high school, I've felt attracted to male celebrities and... other people."

"I see. Try not to let your crush affect you. See you later Sam."

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Sam flopped onto his bed and stared up at his star-speckled ceiling. It was the first time he had ever said it out loud. That he was bi. He had always wanted to deny it, but saying it out loud made it real and he couldn't pretend he wasn't anymore. A lone tear trailed down his face and he bit his lip to restrain from sobbing. Why was he like this? He didn't want to like guys. He didn't want to like Daniel. He didn't want to develop a secret that could make him lose all of his close relationships if exposed.

"Fuck..." he whispered as he curled up and cried silently.