elsewhere, at the Matthews residence.
Mike Matthews sighed and closed the door to his room, hanging a do not disturb sign on the door before locking it.
Mike was safe here.... safe to be the one thing he really desired in his life. To be himself.
Mikes father was a football star at his high school and college, and his grandfather went on to pro. They pressured Mike to be a jock and carry on the legacy. They ensured he fit the jock mold. They even pressured him to take on his grandfathers title, the bull moose.
So mike worked hard to play up the jock role, the role of a man called the moose. He even borrowed the stupid aspect from the archie comics character. But Mike worked hard to put on the airs of being dumb. He was a solid D student, except for the year he decided to stay back to fit his dumb jock role, he worked hard to be as bad as he could at grades and still pass.
Mike flirted with the girls as it was expected of him, he excelled at sports as it was expected of him, he acted dumb as it was expected of him. He was everything everyone wanted to be, but now who he wanted to be.
He sighed and walked in front of the mirror. He slipped on a bra and a pair of daisy dukes. He sighed, it still wasn't right but it felt better.
....
Jon smiled, He knew all this now.
