"I'm glad you like it." Hartley smiled and pretended that he wasn't blushing while he wrapped an arm around Teddy, holding his flute away with his other hand. "I want to try for a musical scholarship, maybe. At a music school. My parents wouldn't ever have let me study that, so that makes me want it more." He had more than a bit of a rebellious spirit. "So I'll play music and be as gay as I can be. Right, Teddy?"