"Over Grown Leprechaun, is that the best you got sweetheart?" He chuckled softly. "I'm Scottish, not Irish. I'd rather you call me Nessie, if you're going to make fun of where I came from...But I could say a lot about you Smythe...." He scratched at the love bite that has bruised his neck as he looked over along the other boys. "What is it you wanted me over here for anyway?" He asked, running his fingertips through his hair once more. He knew that he was only a play thing to the other boy; it made him feel numb, knowing he could do as he pleased without the other getting jealous. "How would you feel about whiplash." He whispered in the others ear, his hand running over his upper back where he knew scars were forming. Fionn was no longer in the conversation, and the little blonde haired boy who talked to him non-stop stood, waiting by his car. Fionn quickly changed in a Black Sabbath T-shirt, and a pair of faded blue jeans on. After he laced up his combat boots he strut out of the locker room with his sports bag and unlocked his car "I drive, I get to pick the music....Got it?" The boy nodded, and Fionn smirked. "I'm not going to bite yer head off, you know..." The boy laughed, getting into the passenger seat. "You going with Sebastian this weekend?" He asked, once they were settled in the car, and speeding out of the lot.The boy blushed. "Probably not. He doesn't like me." Fionn raised his brow. "why not?" He shrugged looking out the window. "Because I talk to you."
"Killer, is that a new nick-name then sweetheart?" He chuckled, pressing one last kiss to the others lips before turning and walking back to his locker. He stripped himself of his dress pants and slipped on a pair of basketball shorts that stopped just below the knee. He White V neck stretched across the muscles of his torso. Fionn gave the boy a sideways glance before he heard footsteps, and laughing ringing outside. Fionn smirked. "Lets play a little game then Smythe." He said, looking at the stubble on his chin in the locker mirror. He noticed the darkening bruise on his neck and walked over to Sebastian. "Watch where your mouth lands...." He whispered, grabbing him by the back of the head and pushing his face downward. "Fa___." He growled, not wanting any suspisious looks from the other two. "He knew that Sebastian eyed him when he walked by, which made his lip curve upwards, and his hand covering his face. He rubbed his eyes and smirked at the blonde boy who had just waltzed in, yelling his name. "Fionn!" He turned towards the younger male. "What can I do for ya?" He asked, voice low, eyes set. "I was wondering if you wanted to cruise 'round town with us after school." The blonde's hair fell in his face and he blew it to get it away from his ocean colored eyes. "I only cruise in my '67, doll face...So you'd have to be willing to ride in my old thing..." He chuckled. "Deal!" Fionn turned back to walk outside. "Right after practice." He yelled, walking out of the locker room.
Fionn's upper lip curved softly at the boys words. His eyes twinkled as he felt the hold of the other running over his torso. He slipped his lacrosse bag into his locker, and closed it, a loud clang banging through the (not so empty) empty room. He turned, facing the other as he pulled Sebastian's hands away from his body. "Who do you think you are?" He purred, voice soft as silk. "You think you control this little game?" He smirked, leaning down, and breaking the one rule he had. He let his hand come up and play with the waves at the back of Sebastian's neck. He pulled the boys head back and leaned down to press at kiss along the corner of his mouth, along his jaw, towards his collarbones. "Thirty minutes isn't long...." He whispered against the pale flesh. "I don't think we'd be able to do anything." He came up again, looking into Sebastian's dark stare. His lips found the boys, and for the first time he kissed him. He let his other hand pull him close by the hip. "I'd advise that if we were to do anything It wouldn't be here, or now." He smirked softly, nipping at Sebastian's bottom lip. He pulled back and slipped around the corner, to the next row of lockers, pulling a pack of cigarettes from one of the unused lockers and lighting it, stepping out of the locker room. No one was at the school, and even thought the cops were heavy during after school afters Fionn knew he looked over eighteen.
Selena looked down sheepishly at all the supplies that had fallen down. She hadn’t meant to wake anyone up but she couldn’t refuse his offer. “Yeah, that’d be great.” She said as she started to gather all of the supplies. Unfortunately the construction paper had ripped open and was now scattered all over the ground. She shuffled most of the items inside the door by herself but PJ was helping pick up the colored paper. “I, um,” She paused not sure if she should tell him. It wasn’t technically allowed in the apartment complex. She sighed. “I guess I can trust you right?” She asked chewing on her lip as he picked up the last of the paper. She couldn’t hold it anymore and tugged him inside her apartment feeling giddy. She led him to the living room where all the walls had been white at one point in time. But Selena had made layers and layers of construction paper on the wall and it was forming a landscape, but the fun part was that the construction paper protruded from the wall like an actual normal painting would on a nice thick canvas, thickened by the tempered paint. Selena gushed at it. Since she couldn’t go outside during the day and she didn’t sleep this is what she did all day adding on to it more and more, making an old farm house in a valley somewhere with the sun coming up over the mountains behind it, making the valley glow with the morning light she was forbidden from ever seeing and feeling again. “What do you think?” She asked glancing away from her master piece to glance at PJ who was standing there quietly.
Clay laughed at her teasing. He couldn’t see her but the only people that normally teased him were pretty girls, because of their confidence level. “Hey, I lift.” He said defensively in a joking tone. He did lift, and he was decent at fighting but he was tired today and her boyfriend had come out of nowhere. “It’s her fault thought. She was the one who started flirting with me first. Even though she had a boyfriend!” He said like a pouty little boy. Except her couldn’t care less really. At least he could say something interesting had happened that night. He would just have to wear sunglasses at work for a while is all. He stood up slowly letting her think he needed help when actually he just liked her hands on him. Her hands were small though and she seemed very petite. She also happened to smell really good. Kind of like strawberries. “I’m Clayton, but call me Clay.” He said as they made their way out of the alley. “Aren’t you afraid of being in a dark alley with a stranger?” he asked cocking his eyebrows. She seemed completely at ease with him. Once they made it out into the light of the street lamp he found that he was right. She was very pretty. Blonde and petite. She looked familiar, like a model maybe? He wasn’t sure but she didn’t care that she was all alone with him, which was a little strange. “I haven’t seen you around here before, but you sure do look pretty familiar to me.” He announced still not being able to put his finger on where he’d seen her as they faced each other beneath the street lamp.
Clay was a jokester. Every one loved him. Well everyone who didn't really know Clay loved him. He was athletic, sweet, sarcastic, but he also had anger management and seemed to get into a lot of fights. He was a guy who loved going to clubs and hanging out with friends until the wee hours in the morning. That was his thing. Then during the day, he would go to college and sleep through most of his classes, only getting the notes later on right before he went out. He wasn't a huge fan for any particular sport but he liked to show of his USA side of things. But on the weekends he goes and tries out for acting gigs, which is definitely something he likes to do, but the last three jobs were looking for someone sensitive and that was not something he was very good at. Not in real life and not while acting. He had just gotten denied yet another acting gig and was currently at a bar, drinking away his sorrows. A girl next to him glanced over at him and he took that as a sign of flirting. Nearly 20 minutes later he was out in the back alley, having his ass just handed to him on a platter by the girls, boyfriend. The biggest guy in the damn bar. He had punched Clay right in the face and had sent him into someone else's table. That started a huge fight which had gotten him kicked out of the bar and into the alley way. He now laid almost in the middle of the alley way looking up at the stars, remembering bits and pieces of his younger brothers. Suddenly he felt someone's abnormally large high heel digging into his chest. "Whoa!" He cried. 'Why do women always have to wear stilettos?' He asked himself bitterly. "Watch where your going." He murmured to the girl (Candice) not angry or anything, just tired.
Selena had been alive for a very long time. Since the time of the Egyptians to be exact. She was an Egyptian princess, her sister Cleopatra. In their youth they had been close and loving, but as they became teenager, soon to be wed to powerful men, Cleopatra didn't like the competition she was receiving from her sister. So she sentenced Selena to death. Selena ran for her life naturally but she was slain. In the last few moments of her life, she asked the gods to forgive her sisters selfish ways. Athena, the goddess of wisdom heard her, and granted her immortality, so that she could be kind to others in the world. But in doing so Selena betrayed Athena and killed her sister Cleopatra for her betrayal. Athena then cursed Selena from ever entering Olympus and cursed her to be alone for all eternity by making her the Queen of the Moon. She could only go out at night time, never to see the kindness of the sun again. So for a very long time, Selena has been helping those in the cover of the night. And doing things of her own. In the recent century she has become a party girl, drugs and alcohol didn't affect her, but she liked to have fun and act like she was. Normally around dawn time she would leave the club and grab as much paint supplies as she could and went home. She lived in an apartment complex next to three different guys. The first two were kind of creepy, the third (PJ) had always been nice to her. As she walked up the stairs with a few buckets of paint in her hands and rollers, and pretty much every colored kind of construction paper. She was barely holding it all together when she walked towards her door. She tried to shift everything into one hand but failed horribly as everything crashed and fell making a terribly loud noise. Selena made a face and unlocked her door quickly. The door right across from hers was PJ's and he was in pajama's and looked slightly flustered. Selena smiled apologetically at him. "I'm so sorry," She said moving a few things into her apartment with her feet. "I didn't mean to wake you." Her black hair fluffed from the night out, and her thoughts trailed to the glass of milk that he had lent her the other day. She had washed the cup and had planned to take it over to him but she hadn't remembered it.
Fionn raised his brows and licked over his lips, leaning forward. "Oh?" He asked. "How lovely." He purred, getting up as the group of boys began to sing. He stepped sideways facing Sebastian. "What song sweetheart?" he whispered, running his fingertips through his hair as he looked over the male. His piercing stare landed past Sebastian and he turned, walking around the male. "Nice way to be subtle sweetheart, maybe you should try a little harder." He bit at his lip. "Get a p****, and grow a pair of tits to make it more obvious." He ran his hand over the boys lower back, a soft hum at the back of his throat. He knew Sebastian would probably take the lead of the song, whichever it was. If it was a damn duet though, Fionn would kill him.
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled when she saw his text. i'm available tomorrow :). she sent hik the text, it was now dark outside. she was still watching gossip girl, she was tired. it had been hours, she didn't noticed the time: they had texted a lot, sh le saw their history and she couldn't help but smile they went from awkward to joke around and even complain about a few things. he was a very fun guy, he was laid back and she discover that he was scared of the future. he wasn't prepare for change, she found it adorable. they were different yet still alike. she bit down her lower lip as she stood up and turned off the tv. she went to her bed, yawning. she wasn't so tired but she knew she should sleep, she had to work out tomorrow a bit.
~ ` Ethan ; he chuckled, shaking his head. she was so adorable. it was fun to just hang out with her, she was bubbly and she made him happy. he let go and had fun, it had been a while since he let himself be happy. they walked into a few stores, she made him try a few things but he didn't mind, they ended up posing and taking very humiliating pictures together. but somehow none of that matter to him. he was having fun. they ended up joking and having fun. they even learn a bit more about themselves. it was ironic how close he felt to her by just going window shopping.
~ ` Ethan ; he smiled, shrugging. " um, i don't know. what's your favorite store? " he asked softly, he barely came to the mall but he enjoyed it now that she was with him. he chuckled as she walked towards her favorite store he wasn't surprise when they walked into forever 21. he chuckled as she hurried into the store walking around. he chuckled, he was beginning to learn her style.
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled at his text, not really, haha. i like him but i'm not like "head over heels" over the character. :p. she wonder if she scared him away earlier. since she was young she always prepare herself for the worst, she barely had time for herself since her mother and father left them. that's why she was excited for studying and having her career succeed. she wanted to make herself proud, she wanted to be able to try and do new things. she wanted to travel, silly things like that made her happy.
~ ` Ethan ; he laughed as she sang, she had a very beautiful voice. he liked this song so his fingers drummed at the beat. the car seive was quite fun, it wasn't awkward. she looked so gorgeous, he wonder why she was here with him. but he welcomed the feeling, he welcomed the warmth and joy she gave him. he smiled as the song ended and another one came. the song was one of his favorites, he didn't like singing but he hummed.
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled at his text, she was all done with the dishes so she went back tothe couch to finish the marathon. it's probably too girly, i'm watching gossip girl. she chuckled softly, she took a drink of water. sighing as she relaxed and lay down on the bed. she wanted to go work out tomorrow, that'll be fun. she thought. she enjoyed being active yet she was always lazy. she was a weird combination.
~ ` Samantha ; she was watching gossip girl, while eating. she smiled at his text. then get someting to eat silly (:. this was her, she was out going and bubbly. she felt like he was more loosen up when she wasn't there. she truly hoped that they'll turn out to be great friends. he seem like a great guy. once she finished eating she went to the kitchen and did all the dishes while humming softly.
~ ` Ethan ; he smiled, and got into his car. he drove into her house. he had his wallet on his poket and his phone on hand. once he made it, he parked in front of her house and send her a text. i'm here.. he still wonder how to act around her. he didn't know himself well enough, but he hoped that she wouldn't leave. he really wanted to get to know her. he felt the need to be around her, he shook his head trying to get his thoughts together. he didn't want to ruin this, he sighs. he had to loosen up.
~ ` Ethan ; he smiled, replying to her quickly. i don't know, couple of minutes?. he pressed send, he went upstairs and brush his teeth, he changed his shirt and shoes then headed downstairs. he liked her character, she was strong. she didn't wait around, she made things happen. he liked that a lot, he chuckled, he wonder why she was so eager to see him. he wasn't anything really special?
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled, serving two plates with spaghetti. she began humming as she served herself soem water on a tall cup, and gave her brothee some arizona. she sat on the couch, eating while watchung some tv. she heard her phone and picked it up, smiling at his text. it was cute how he was but at the same time a bit frustating. eating and watching some tv, what's up with you? (:. she replied, while she kept eating. she was a very slow eater. she relaxed, smiling.
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled at him, she was a bit confuse he looked interested now. she sheugged the feeling off. she gave him her number and saved his on her phone. she smiled once they saved each others phone number, " see ya, connor. " she spoke calmly, she took her bag and put it over her shoulder as she walked to her house. it wasn't so far away, just a five minute walk. the day was lovely, it was a sunny day - which she loved. once she was home, she changed into some shorts and a t shirt, getting comfortable. she went to help her brother with whatever he needed.
~ ` Ethan ; he chuckled at her text, he took another bite of the pancakes. he replied while eating. " pate night window shopping sounds fun (: ". he pressed send, and kept eating. he played a game while he ate since she didn't reply right away. he was feeling more comfortable on his own but he knew that it wouldn't be like that forever. he got lonely quite a lot, he didn't have friends other than family. and he really wanted to give her a chance, he wanted to at least be her friend, she was really nice and kind, she looked bubbly. there was something about her that intrigued him.
~ ` Samantha ; she smiled, biting her lower lip. he didn't seem interested in anything she said which made her a bit upset. she acted like it didn't matter. he should focus on his passion, she wonder why he studied/focus on something that didn't make him happy. her phone rang, and she sighs, it was her brother. she picked it up, she had to go home. she looked at him. " i need to go, it was nice meeting you connor. " her voice was soft, she smiled. and began putting her ipad on her purse.