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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 16, 2010 16:26:14 GMT -5
Zhenson slowly stumbled out of his bed, tired he yawned, and then fell over the edge, his body hit the floor with a thud, he got up and rubbed his back, he was to tall for the small bed, he needed a new one, maybe he could ask his uncle for some money, well that would have to wait for another day, he grabbed his towel, and fresh clothes, walking into the washroom he didn't have to wait for his roommate to be finish because at the moment he didn't have one, he laughed to himself. Undressing he slipped his fresh towel and clothes on a hanger behind the door.
Zhenson stepped out of the shower his feet wet from the water, steam swirled around him, he grabbed his towel which in fact was not wet but still dry, he dryed off himself and slipped on his clothes a dark blue collar shirt, and black dress pants, he whipped the mirror from the steam that had formed on the surface, looking in the mirror he grabbed his brush and started to brush his hair, he flipped it one way and brushed it then back the other way, he grabbed his gel and gelled his hair, then taking his toothpaste and toothbrush he brushed his teeth, finally he grabbed his lotion, he squeezed a hole lot in his hand and rubbed his face and arms, he always used the lotion it kept his skin healthy.
he locked the door behind him, stepping out into the main hallway of the boys dormitory, he walked into the little living room, nodding at some of the other guys who were sitting there watching some sort of show, wasn't it 'Family Guy'? He didn't pay attention to the screen fully so he was not sure, he walked down the small pathway towards the cafeteria, when he reached there he looked up at the clock, it wasn't that late, and he usually slept in on weekends preferable Saturdays.
Zhenson stepped into the cafateria the big medal doors slamming behind him, there wasn't many students eating here at the moment but he knew it wouldn't be long until the swarm of other students came in, there would soon be no food to eat, he grabbed a plate, and went to were they were serving the food, some eggs, sausages and a peice of toast, he walked over to the farthest and least crowded part of the cafateria.
Taking a seat down, there was only one other person sitting there, he seemed to be a vampire, Zhenson watched as he got up and walked away, what was wrong with the guy? ya sure Zhenson was a hybrid, and ya sure he was well... gay, but why did full-bloods have to be so rude to his kind?
He sighed, picking at his breakfast, one bite of eggs, another, and another until there was nothing left on his plate, he sighed. not wanting to get up right away, did he honestly have anywheres else to go? he could alwaus go back to his dorm, hang around by himself, read a book, or play a game, but he did that everyday, he had already finished his weekend homework.
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Post by Ambrose Webber on Jan 18, 2010 23:24:51 GMT -5
If Ambrose Webber was anything, he was most definitely not a morning person.
But, however, cats were known for their odd sleep schedules and because of this, Webb was pacing rapidly back and forth in his room at ass o'clock in the morning, seemingly determined to wear a hole in the floor beneath him. As that thought occurred to him, though, he stopped, and flopped onto his bed, still in his pajama pants. He curled into his favorite position under the sheets, closed his eyes, and lay there for several slow moments. His breathing deepened, but his eyes shot open. Nope, sleep was definitely not going to happen for him anytime soon.
Great.
Slipping into some jeans and a t-shirt, Webb quickly but deftly fixed his hair that he had straightened and gelled almost two hours ago. He kicked his pajama pants in the general direction of the laundry hamper, but merely shrugged when they veered off course. Whatever. Another quick mirror check to make sure his hair was still in place, and Webb was out the door.
His first thought was food. God, was he hungry. And just his luck, the cafeteria was already open -- he could smell the eggs and bacon and the sausage and-- His stomach growled loudly, interrupting his thoughts. A few of the people milling about outside the caf gave him strange looks before turning back to their conversations, ignoring him again. Webb just shrugged it off. He was on a mission, and the prize was a plateful of bacon and eggs. He licked his lips just thinking about it. It wasn't until he turned to scan the seating area for a table that he noticed a very adorable black-haired boy sitting all by his lonesome. Zhenson.
Webb smiled a very feral smile.
His tray of food held tightly with both hands, Webb wove his way through the sparsely-filled cafeteria, careful to keep out of Zhenson's line of vision. As he crept ever closer, he made sure his footfalls were silent, his breathing making no sound as well. Two feet, now one, and Webb was directly behind Zhen, his lips at the other boy's ear.
"Boo!"
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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 19, 2010 12:57:10 GMT -5
Zhenson didn't jump at the sound of Ambrose's voice in his ear, yes for others they would've been terrified but Zhenson wasn't easly scaried, but he did respect Ambrose trying to scare him, it had almost worked several times, this time being one of them, his skin had crawled when he had heard Ambrose speak in his ear, he laughed at himself.
Zhenson turned in his chair to look at Ambrose, a smile still on his face, Ambrose was fun to be around with, he made Zhenson less serious and more fun, he would have to take lessons from the spirited Ambrose, so that he wouldn't be 'So Boring' so some said. and he kind of had to agree with them.
"Hello Ambrose, did you sleep well?" he asked, but he knew that Ambrose looked tired, so maybe it was a dumn question. he noticed that Ambrose was still standing with his breakfast on a tray, shaking his head. "Sit down" he said, Ambrose must be hungry.
He wondered what he would do today, maybe study, do what little homework he had left, or he could always socialize with everyone else, he wondered what Ambrose was up to today. Maybe something fun, well it deffintitly had to be fun if it had to do with Ambrose.
Zhenson yawned still tired, he had a rude awakining, like Ambrose, Zhenson deffinitly wasn't a morning person, on weekends he didn't wake up until nearly 1 PM, unless he fell out of bed, then he usaully went to the pond and spent some time there thinking about things.
"What do you have planned today?" he asked, happily trying to make the best of his early morning, Zhenson had already eaten breakfast but he wouldn't mind waiting for Ambrose to eat his, he knew the rush of students was now not far, there would be plenty of other students sworming into the cafateria, Zhenson was glad that he had came in here earlier because he knew if he had came about the same time as Ambrose he would just turn round to get away from the crowds of other students.
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Post by Ambrose Webber on Jan 19, 2010 16:37:59 GMT -5
Damn, no response.
Ambrose pouted slightly, but he knew that it took a hell of a lot to even come close to scaring Zhenson. He had yet to get a squeak out of him, though. He scoffed lightly at the question and grinned lazily as he fell into the spot beside Zhen. "Since when do I ever get a good night's sleep, darling?" he asked, but he didn't wait for an answer, instead closing in to give Zhenson a quick peck on the cheek. Oh, the boy was just adorable. "You don't look so awake yourself" he said, chuckling as his boyfriend yawned.
Webb almost immediately began shoveling food into his mouth surprisingly fast. As he did so, he once again thanked God that he had a high metabolism; with the amount of food he ate, one would think he was obese or something. He half-laughed at the thought and choked and spluttered for air as he accidentally swallowed something. But it was nothing a gulp of water couldn't fix. Webb shot Zhenson a goofy grin and tugged on a lock of hair, shrugging absentmindedly. "Nothing, really. I'm up for pretty much anything."
He took another bite of eggs and bacon, chewing thoughtfully, before swallowing and smiling at Zhen. "Why, you have anything particular in mind?" The raven always thought that it didn't matter what they did, really, when he was with Zhenson. Just as long as they were together. A very, very cheesy thought, but it was true nonetheless.
He took another bite.
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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 19, 2010 17:17:02 GMT -5
he laughed when Ambrose pouted that he didn't jump, or make a sound, but he wouldn't tell him that he had the shivers, Ambrose knew pretty much the most about Zhenson, for he wasn't very social with anyone else, even though he tried to be, he sighed, as Ambrose took the seat beside him, at least he didn't have to turn almost 160 to see him now, he had to admit that was pretty funny, and weird, because he had never known how flexable he had been.
He nodded as Ambrose said how he knew he didn't get proper sleep, nor did Zhenson "Yes I know, but just figured it was worth asking" he winked, he really had to work on things to say. He had just noticed that he had yawned, his cheeks flushed red. it was true he didn't get much sleep either "Some cold water would work" he laughed, it had before, but then again it had been a frozen ice cube, but either way it was water, and it was cold, Tyson his brother had done that to him.
He watched as Ambrose shoved food into his moulth, it made him laugh, Ambrose could eat so much, Zhenson could barely finish have of a regular serving although he forced himself to eat regularly because he knew it wasn't good for his own health, he noticed he still had half a can of pop left, taking a sip from it, then another and another, when it reached halfway he tilted his head back and let every last drop, drip into his moulth, placing it down on the table he was still a little thirsty, but it really didn't matter to him, pop, or should he say any liquid didn't satisfy his thirst, that was a different story altogether.
He smiled when Ambrose said he had nothing to do today, then thinking for a few minutes "We could go to town, walk around or something, i'd like to try Hana Chotis" he said, he wouldn't mind going to a resteraunt, he hadn't been to one for so long, and he didn't consider the cafeateria a resteraunt. And he wanted to get away from the school for a bit, it was so boring here, he laughed at the thought, they could drive or even walk there for all he cared, he just wanted a brake today, a walk would do them both some good.
He looked around at the other students in the cafeteria, noticing that the swarm of students had already settled into there seats, he hadn't noticed earlier, there were only a few other students sitting at the same table as them, but they were all in one corner talking about things, that Zhenson really didn't have interest in.
he looked back at Ambrose and smiled.
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Post by Ambrose Webber on Jan 21, 2010 2:19:48 GMT -5
Webb almost wanted to smack Zhenson in the face just to wake him up, as a joke, but refrained from doing so because a mad Zhen is a very scary Zhen, and the raven-haired boy valued his life. He wondered if maybe the cause for Zhenson's restless nights had something to do with the recent disappearances of the hybrids in the area. It seemed like it fit, but Webb wasn't going to go ahead and assume.
Not yet, at least.
He drummed his fingers slowly on the table, watching quite intently as Zhenson threw his head back to catch the last remnants of pop in the can, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat. Webb swallowed loudly. It was too early in the morning for this, he thought, and flickered his gaze somewhere else before Zhenson caught him. Though knowing him, he already had. Webb tried to hide the slight tinge of pink on his cheeks by ducking his head and fiddling with the plastic fork on his plate. But a walk sounded nice.
"A walk does sound like an awfully good idea," he said, looking at Zhenson again and grinning widely. However, it only lasted a moment as Webb was suddenly seized by an overpowering urge to yawn. As he did so, he stretched his arms back and up over his head, pulling up his shirt slightly to reveal a pale strip of his stomach. Ah, there was just something about a good stretch that he just couldn't get enough of. Looking back to Zhenson, he smiled again. "Yeah, we could go there. I haven't been there yet."
Webb stood up and gathered his lunch things, throwing them out at a nearby garbage can and setting the tray onto a stack of other trays. When he came back to the table where Zhen was, he asked, "Are we gonna walk or drive, babe?" He casually slung his arm around his boyfriend's waist, pulling him close and letting his hand fall onto Zhen's hip. He didn't really care if they drove or walked, though he was kindof leaning towards walking, as he was attempting to forgo the use of his car for a while until he could save up enough money to visit Europe.
And really, those gas prices were outrageous.
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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 21, 2010 9:47:13 GMT -5
Zhenson sighed, what, or should he say who was killing all the other hybrids, he knew they were probably purebreds, but not all purebreds were rude to his kind, what about his younger brother, maybe... no, Zhenson laughed, knowing that Ambrose knew he was upset about something, come on he was talking to himself in the back of his head, he stopped and looked at Ambrose again.
he smiled when Ambrose said a walk would be nice, it would be that was what Zhenson had hoped he would say, he watched as Ambrose started to yawn, laughing as he tried to keep one back, yawns where definitely contagious, obviously but he bit into his lip, forcing back the yawn, his eyes watered as they would for anyone if they did the same thing, he watched as Ambrose stretched, Ambrose wasn't as tall as him, but he was like a big cat either way.
He smiled when Ambrose agreed to going to Hana Chotis with him, he knew the place was a little expensive, but it wasn't like he had no money for that, his mother had been a Accountant and got plenty of money so Zhenson had the money to "I think I'd like to walk, I don't want to take my car, it's just to old, it won't last the hole way" Zhenson said, his car was old, he would work on it in a day or so, he could by a new engine had have it delivered to the school fast, everything shipped in fast to this school.
Zhenson watched as Ambrose through out what was left on his tray, as he came back Zhenson got up, allowing Ambrose to rap his arms around his waist, he smiled at his boyfriend, Ambrose was to cute for his own good. he leaned in and peaked Ambrose on the forehead, grinning.
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Post by Ambrose Webber on Jan 22, 2010 18:16:53 GMT -5
When Webb thought of Hana Chotis, he thought of money. Lots and lots of thin green papers, silver quarters and shiny pennies. Loads of money. Something that Webb didn't tend to have a lot of.It wasn't that he was poor, exactly. Just that he was, ah, financially challenged, as he liked to say. However, this was one of his 'things'.
Webb absolutely did not like people paying for anything for him unless he won the right to it fair and square. Though even then, he was a bit touchy about it. He just didn't like feeling like he owed someone something, it made him feel like he wasn't man enough to take care of himself. A gay man, but a man Ambrose was, and he hated feeling like he wasn't good enough. So when he thought of Hana Chotis, Webb thought of money and how Zhenson, who was rolling in it, was probably just assuming he'd pay for it, and he could not let this happen. Webb would pay for that dinenr if it was the last thing he'd ever do.
Or well, not really, but it sounded pretty damn awesome in his head.
Webb pouted slightly at the kiss on the cheek and tightened his hand on Zhenson's hip, leaning up and giving him a small kiss on the lips. "Now that's more like it," he murmured, drawing back. He kissed Zhenson again, once, twice, before smiling slightly. "If we want to make it there by lunch, we should probably start walking soon, don't you think?" Yet another peck to Zhenson's lips and Webb released his hip, strolling a bit away before looking back at his adorable boyfriend with a smirk and a gleam in his eye.
"You coming, babe?"
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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 22, 2010 18:50:15 GMT -5
He laughed, kissing him back when Ambrose had to stretch to give him a kiss, Sadly Zhenson took after his dad more then his mother, actually there was no resemblance of his mother, he could have sworn he was adopted into the family, but he knew he wasn't, when Ambrose was doing pecking him on the lip, Zhenson leaned in and did the same to him.
"Yes, that is more like it" he said grinning as he pulled away from Ambrose, he looked down at his wrist watch, it was getting pretty late, and they had some ways to walk, well if they couldn't make it for lunch they would just go there and eat supper, either way they would have something, Zhenson sighed he knew Ambrose was going to protest to pay for it, he really didn't like it when Ambrose did that, Zhenson liked spending his unlimited money, well, if it was for Ambrose at least.
But maybe Zhenson would let him pay for once, but he would pay the moeny back, even if he had to sneak in at night and place it in his hands when he slept, he laughed at the thought. "You now your right lets get going" he said following Ambrose, this time Zhenson rapped his hands around Ambrose's waist as they walked out of the cafateria it quikely fell behind them.
He leaned in again and kissed Ambrose on the lips, Ambrose was closer to him then him and his brother, well Ambrose was the closest person to Zhenson, that was because Zhenson was, well, he was shy of other people. Like other people didn't notice, he was trying to make friends with the other people at the school, it just really wasn't working out, Zhenson sighed.
He looked at his boyfriend, Ambrose was just oh so adorable.
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Post by Ambrose Webber on Jan 29, 2010 11:56:57 GMT -5
Webb grinned and strolled towards the door with Zhenson in tow, his arm firmly wrapped around his boyfriend's waist. Suddenly he was gripped by a bout of happiness, and his smile grew brighter. Today was going to be a good day, he thought. Definitely was already, but Webb couldn't see it becoming any better than it was. His boyfriend was with him, it was a sunny day, and things were just, good.
So some people went missing. That didn't mean shit, because Zhenson was still here, and frankly, that's all Webb cared about. His hybrid was safe. Webb was so deep in thought about this, so caught up in his sudden contention, that he didn't notice the lunch tray sitting innocently on the floor in front of him. But it was red, and Webb liked to think of that color as the color of evil.
He tripped.
Or more accurately, slipped and flailed madly through the air, smacking one of his hands on a nearby table and the other on Zhenson, before crashing through the floor, bringing two chairs down with him. The sound of metal and plastic banging together rang though every corner of the cafeteria and everyone stopped. The whole room was silent as a grave, all eyes turned in the general direction of the crumpled heap of Webb. He groaned.
"Owww. That hurt," he complained, picking himself up off of the floor only to step on the offending, evil lunch tray one more time and crash into Zhenson. However this time he grinned. "Now this, I don't mind so much. Sorry about, ah, flinging my arm at you." Blushing and ducking his head, Webb glared at the plastic tray and kicked it away from them, rubbing his scratched fist absentmindedly. Last time he ever trusted anything red.
So much for a good day.
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Post by Zhenson Raven on Jan 29, 2010 13:38:43 GMT -5
Zhenson continued to walk with Ambrose, he watched as the experesion of Ambrose thinking to himself planted on his face, he didn't bother to ask what Ambrose was thinking, was he afraid that Zhenson would well.... go missing two? Zhenson sighed.
He wouldn't admit it to anyone but he was afraid to, Zhenson was afraid of being taken away from Ambrose, and Poppy his old friend who he had just resently found out that she was now attending the school here, and then he had to admit that he would miss his brother Tyson, sheesh he was afraid that Tyson would go next, he'd go crazy if his last family member well disappeared.
Zhenson noticed Ambrose's arm wne taway from his waist, he watched as Ambrose began to crash to the floor trying to grab him, he looked down at the tray and sighed, red he new Ambrose hated red, Ambrose had said it was the color of evil it kind of made Zhenson laugh, but he didn't laugh out loud, he watched as Ambrose got up, Zhenson growled when everyone turned there attention on th the two, Zhenson wasn't really someone who liked attention ackward enough.
And then Ambrose fell again, this time Zhenson placed out his hands and caught Ambrose as he fell back, he grinned at Ambrose "You have to watch your step, a lot of these other students would do anything to watch someone drop and fall like well you did" he said trying to brighten the moment.
He knew however if Zhenson had been on the side were Ambrose would, he would have easily fell over the tray, Zhenson looked over at Ambrose "Alright now seriously lets go" he said, looking around at the other students, some still had there eyes on them others were chattering at each other.
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