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Nik0 N3f4ri0u5 [[R3L4X, T4K3 iiT 34SY!]] says:

Niko grinned at Essery and motioned for the boy to follow suit. He turned and headed inside the bus. Glancing around, he spotted Nessa still talking to the foreign friend of Ian's. The pair must have been hitting it off pretty well if Nessa had not grown tired of him and wandered away. Niko thought this to be a good thing for his twin and decided not to interfere. Instead he gave her a simple wave and looked around the bus.

"So guys, I guess this is home for the next God knows how long?" A silly grin crept across his lips.

“It‘s the greatest thing that‘s yet to have happened.
Imagine knowing me.
It‘s the greatest thing you‘ll ever imagine.
But you‘ll never know
Until you‘re there.”

[.Jade.Ariel.]

.E.l.i.j.a.h. Grant R o s e

Elijah gave the other male a nod and opened the door, slipping into the bus quickly. His eyes widened, he hadn't realized how huge the bus was. Already he spotted a few people he had seen outside... although he wasn't sure where to put his things. He headed into a part of the bus that had a lack of people, and set his stuff down, surveying the people on the bus. I'm alone again... wonder if anyone's gonna bother talking to me? I mean, there's loads of people here, and they can't all just completely ignore one person, can they? Eli's insecurities and lack of social skills were getting to him, and though he came off as a person who was independent and didn't care whether they were alone or not, but in actuality, he was very worried about the trip. He was worried that he'd be ignored or rejected... but maybe he was just being paranoid. After all, they hadn't even started driving and he was worrying. I need to chill out... everything's gonna be fine. Even though he tried to reassure himself, there was still a bubble of unease in the pit of Elijah's stomach that wouldn't go away. The fact that he was in a bus wasn't helping all that much either.

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♥♥♥{T3LL iiT T0 M3 SL0WLY.}♥♥♥

Tell you what I really want to know

The male grinned and swept his hair from his face. "Coincidence, yes. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were just trying to make me want to sneak a peek at your bra. Too bad I've already seen my share of plaid for the day." He joked. Nairi smirked, and ran his tongue over his lip quickly. It returned to the inside of his mouth, and a new girl had entered the bus.

His baby blue eyes couldn't help but follow her, multi-colored as she was. She was interesting, or at least her appearance was. Rainbow hair, bright green coat, and raggedy jeans, this girl had a unique sense of fashion. Remembering his manners, or rather, the little that he had, he focused again on Nessa. The girl looked pretty athletic in that outfit, a tank and sport shorts. The twenty-one year old shoved his hands in his pockets and reminded himself to thank Sam and Ian later. Plenty of victims, plenty of places to visit. This seemed pretty good so far.

Slow down, baby you're going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You're 'bout to w r e c k your future
R u n n i n g from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby

[sydASAURR]

*pokes thread*
anyone here > n < ;;;;;

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((-nods-
I'm here.
Just I don't know whether or not to make Nai come over by your chica.
C:
Would that be okay?
&& please use some form of OCC next time. :]
Thankies.))

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The boy scratched his chin, reminding himself that he needed to buy a razor or other shaving device at the next stop. This macho man rugged look simply would not do for Samson Joshua Searle, not that he could pull it off anyways. He tried a pathetic attempt at a smile, and replied casually, "My birthday's coming up, you know? Just kind of sucks, this whole getting older thing." Mentally, he added, 'Not to mention I'll be twenty-three, old enough to have wrinkles. Also, I'll be two years older than Ian again.'

Needless to say, Sam wasn't one to enjoy the aging process of the game we call life. He accepted it yes, but abhorred it as he went along, dragging his feet to the next year. He liked his life the way it was, twenty-two, taken, tall, and often tinging pink. Not to say that he necessarily liked to turn colors, but it was something in life that the college sophomore had grown used to.

Because oh because
I've f a l l e n quite hard over, over you
If I didn’t know you, I'd rather not know
If I couldn’t have you, I'd rather be alone
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
A l l of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while, I never knew

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x3_Bl0nd3 w0nd3r->[[l0v3s S4ms0n.]] says:

"I know, dear," Ian began, a small smile pulling at his lips, "But you're not that much older than me, you know? And as for your birthday, I have it taken care of."

He thought about it for a moment, about all the plans he had made for his boyfriend's birthday. He wanted it to be something special. He didn't want it to just be some party on the bus. Pondering over his plans, he made a mental note to call Ares and Demetri later on. They were two of the most important people Ian could think of for Sam's birthday. It never occurred to the boy to invite Sam's parents. As the thought crossed his mind, he debated whether or not to do so. These plans however would have to wait. He was relatively comfortable in Sam's lap, and as far as he remembered, his phone was in a bag a few feet away. A phone call wasn't going to happen.

"You're going to be twenty three," stated the blond, thinking out loud, "It's so weird to think about, you know? Have we really known each other that long? Better yet, have we really dated that long? I don't see how you've put up with me."

”I‘m f a l l I n g even more
In l o v e with you.
Letting go of all I‘ve h e l d onto.
I‘m standing here until you make me m o v e.
I‘m h a n g I n g by a moment here with you.”

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N3SS4 [[WiiTH 3V3RY W0RD]] says:

"What sucks for you, mister, is my bra isn't plaid today," giggled Nessa, pulling at the top of her tank top and peering into her shirt, "It's something else. Something quite amazing I must say."

She thought about what she was saying for a moment. Was she inviting Nairi to peer inside her shirt? He had already seen her in her underwear. Would a bra do any harm? She shook her head lightly. This was absurd. She had just met him. He shouldn't be able to peer inside her shirt that easily.

"But you can't see it!" the girl finally added.

Her glance fell upon Nairi for a moment. Dammit, he's ******** gorgeous. I shouldn't be thinking like this though. He's not interested. Well, he could be. But if he's not? Then I'd look like an idiot. She let go of her top and let it return to clinging to her figure, looking away from Nairi and at a cabinet. This is insanity.

”I am a hostage
To my own humanity.
Self-detained and forced to live in
This mess I‘ve made.
And all I‘m asking is for you to do
What you can with me.
But I can‘t ask you to give,
What you‘ve already gave.”

[Caffeinated Cree]

Cr€€ :.~Wynt€r~.: Faustiko

Cree noticed the huge double decker bus, rumored to be some Ian guy's. Whoever that was. But, there was Sam, so it would be ok. Ahh, Samson, Cree's first crush. No he was with that blonde chick, who was that? She sighed and approached the tightly packed bus. There was a great variety of people, mostly scene kids from what she saw. Maybe emos? Cree was great at putting labels on people, but she really meant no harm by it. She went along looking, trying to find a place to set her belongings. There was hardly anywhere to sleep, or do anything productive for that matter. She overheard the one of the girl's conversation something about "my bra isn't plaid today." She figured there'd be flirtation, the boys here were all gorgeous. Cree was really bugged by the fact Samson was so close to that blondie. She also pondered about that Ian guy, she heard alot about him, but never actually met him. She brushed her cotton candy-colored hair from her face, and began to utter words. "Um..hello everyone." She kept her eyes focused on Samson, and gave a small smile.

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Sam's lips twitched up into a small grin. He ran his fingers once through Ian's platinum blond hair and considered his statements. They had known each other a little over three years now, dated one, didn't see each other for another, and was busy with the band for the first one. It seemed like such a long time ago, the band days, but alas, they were there, tucked away safely in the corner of Samson's mind. He looked at the other fondly, and rasped quietly, "You're not that hard to deal with, Ai. Surprised you've stuck with a color-changing guy like me though."

The brunet cocked his head a little at the mention of his birthday. 'Taken care of? What's that supposed to mean, anyhow?' Sam wondered. He knew Ian was attention-hungry sometimes, but Sam, he was different in that manner. He liked his privacy, and didn't like to be the center of attention much. It was partially the reason why he had picked up the drums. He could make music without being the center of attention, and that's the way he liked it.

A faint familiar voice had greeted them, and he took his gaze off of his boyfriend to see who it was. Sam saw the petite girl he had invited bashfully, and hastily brushed his bangs out of his baby blues to meet her eyes better. The boy flushed a light pink, and stammered out, "H-hey Cree." Although he had invited her, he didn't really know why. He had hardly known her, and talking to strangers was not his strong suit. Even so, he gave her one of his crooked smiles, hoping that she wouldn't take his shy mannerisms wrongly.

Because oh because
I've f a l l e n quite hard over, over you
If I didn’t know you, I'd rather not know
If I couldn’t have you, I'd rather be alone
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
A l l of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while, I never knew

[m o o s i e p o p s]

♥♥♥{T3LL iiT T0 M3 SL0WLY.}♥♥♥

Tell you what I really want to know

Nairi nodded at the pink haired girl as she passed, not really paying her much attention. Nessa was a puzzle to him, was she trying to make him want to check her bra? This was somewhat troubling him, as he didn't really where he stood with her. This basically was the reason for his worries, as this was not a very common situation for him. Usually, the girls made their thoughts of him known immediately, and pretty much drooled over his every word. Nessa, however, was not drooling over his every word, nor was she letting him know anything. Perhaps he had jumped to conclusions. She wasn't as predictable and easy to read as he thought she was.

Shrugging it off, he again tossed the bottle up and caught it with his left hand. He went closer to her, and making sure he didn't touch anything but the top of the tank top's strap, the male pushed it down the side of her arm. He grinned triumphantly, taking a step back, "See, I found a loophole. Lookie there, it's Ness's bra."

Slow down, baby you're going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You're 'bout to w r e c k your future
R u n n i n g from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby