Freak Show Page #7

Surely, I have reached nirvana.

This is heaven on earth

and I haven't

even been crowned yet.

So, let's not let

four quarters of football

stand between me and my tiara

and just cut

to the end of the game.

Let's go, Griffin.

Let's go!

Let's go, Griffin.

Let's go!

There are 15 seconds

left to play

and we're down by three.

The fate of the entire universe

rests on Flip's broad shoulders.

Touchdown!

Oh, the Griffins scores

and with that

the Griffins win, 27

Huskies, 24.

I didn't see the touchdown.

I was looking at Flip.

Is he okay?

Those scouts.

His father.

This game..

He'll be okay.

It meant everything to him.

And just like that,

with one thumbs up

Flip Kelly was gone

and Mark Kelly

could paint the world

however he saw it.

I wanna congratulate

our Griffins!

And especially

Bo-Bo Peterson.

Stand up, Bo-Bo.

On a spectacular

game-winning touchdown.

And our thoughts

and prayers go out

to Flip Kelly

and hope that tonight's

unfortunate injury won't..

Let's just keep him

in our thoughts.

But now, it's time to give

our homecoming queen

nominees their chance

to say something before

the ballots are cast

and a winner is crowned.

First up, Lynnette Franz.

- Here, my dear.

- Thank you.

Hi, everyone.

How you doin'?

Okay..

Principal Onnigan, faculty

friends, cheer squad, God Squad

alumni and lunch ladies!

Let's hear it for the real girl!

Me! Yay!

So... first reason

you should vote for me..

And, uh..

I kinda can't believe

that I have

to remind you all this

but apparently I do.

Homecoming queens..

Hmm..

Yeah, they're... they're,

they're girls, y'all!

You can't just decide

what's right and wrong

based on the cast

of "Glee."

- Hashtag quotable.

- We love Lynette!

Second reason

you should vote for me.

My rival..

And I'm not even going

to dirty my lips

to say his name.

Don't do it.

He seems to only be

interested in one thing

and that's turning this school

into some kind of tranny bar.

All gays are going to hell.

- Yup.

- And that's not me.

It's not me saying that.

That's..

That's Leviticus.

That's right, yeah, girl.

Father son

and Holy Ghost

Who's the queen

Christ loves the most?

Lynette Lynette

Lynette

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

You know, I've been

waiting for this day

since I was twelve years old.

I'm sure you all have too.

That was enlightening.

And our next contestant..

Billy Bloom.

Thank you, Lynnette, for that

most gracious set-up.

Now..

My appearance tonight

might come as a shock

to many of you.

Sure, I could have worn

a real show-stopper

of an outfit

and talked smack about Lynnette

and reminded you all

how you tried to kill me

and maybe you could vote for me

to try and clear your conscience

but instead, I stand before you.

And I'm stripped

of all my usual

bells and whistles.

Just a clean-scrubbed face.

To show you that..

To show you that I'm

I'm not so different from you

despite your protestations

despite mine.

You can call me a freak.

Okay.

I am what I am.

You're all freaks too, I mean..

Look at you.

Isn't that what being

a teenager is all about?

I think that

we're all pretty worried

that we're not gonna fit in.

That if people

found out the real us

they would reject us,

they would recoil

in horror.

That they'd all hate us.

And we all carry around

some kind of secret shame.

We've each got a flag to fly.

Just some of us

are flying them

on the inside.

So, I am asking you

to look inside

that secret place

where your freak flag flies

and raise it up..

Loud..

And proud.

Look, I know I have not

been here for very long

but I am asking

for a tradition

to take place now.

A tradition of inclusion.

Of acceptance.

Of tolerance.

Love who you're gonna love.

Follow whatever path

it is that makes you

be the person that you are.

I... I've got one thing

to ask tonight

when you cast your ballot.

Vote for me.

You're voting for the freak

in all of us.

You're voting

for the freak

that stands before you

but you're voting for..

The freak in each

and every one of you.

That's all.

Yay! Billy!

And now, students

of Grant Academy

it's time to get out

your smart phones

and vote.

Well, the votes

have been tabulated

and you've all

made your feelings

abundantly clear.

The winner is Lynnette Franz!

Here she is,

ladies and gentlemen.

Your new homecoming queen

Lynnette Franz!

Thank you.

Thank you.

The crowd

who just moments ago

were on my side

now applauded wildly for her.

What are you still doing

on stage, freak?

Get lost.

Sesame, do you always

have to be such a b*tch?

Yeah.

I think I do!

Billy.

She might have gotten my vote

but you got my heart.

Good job.

Thank you.

Thank you so..

I know, stop.

Thank you.

God wins!

God wins!

For me, it was

never actually

about being the queen.

It was about showing them

I was worthy.

And I did.

And what to my

wondering eyes

should appear..

Billy.

But the man who I thought

had abandoned me.

The man who came

to tonight's barbecue

even though he thought

his little boy

was gonna give

a speech in a dress.

The man that is..

Daddy?

I'm here.

I'm queer.

I'll get used to it.

- I lost.

- Are you kidding me?

That was the biggest win

I've ever seen.

Look at me.

I am so proud of you.

Thank you.

Mm.

Come on, son.

Let's go home.

Yes, sir.

You know I could have

dodged that tackle

the other night, right?

But I realized that

I found something

more important than

than pleasing my dad.

More important than football.

Me.

I never would have

discovered that

without you.

I'm so sorry I stopped

being your friend.

It's okay.

You were just being you.

Muv was just being Muv.

How about I do me

and you do you?

And maybe one day we can try

the other way around.

Deal?

Nice try.

I need your secrets

From your past

It's like

your stitches

Are pulled apart

Your information

Is high demand

And all that content

Is like

grains of sand

As it diffuses

Through those cracks

It's in the air now

There's no

turning back

And those

little victims

That no one sees

Need information

That your body bleeds

I need to know

you're thinking of me

I need to know

you're there

I need

the information now

I got to know

that you care

Give me something

that I can work with

Deliver me

from the dark

Give me something

that I can count on

Right now

it seems so far

You're complicated

And hard to read

Your information

Is all I need

But when

those stitches

Are pulled apart

All that content

Well it gets so dark

It becomes toxic

And hard to breathe

You can't escape it

And it gets extreme

I need to know

you're thinking of me

I need to know

you're there

I need

the information now

I got to know

you care

Give me something

that I can work with

Deliver me

from the dark

Give me someone

that I can count on

Right now

you seem so far

Give me something

that I can work with

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