World's Strictest Parents(Filled)

[P i g g y bank L I E S]

~Jess~

French?

►ι кпоω γου'vε goт ιт ιп γоυ◄

►ωоп'т γου lεт ιт оυτ◄

►dιg α lιттlε dεερεя αпd ι кпоω γου'll fιпd sтяεпgтн ιпѕιdε◄

►тнιs ιs шнεяε γoυ sαγ ιт's пот ωнατ ιт looкs lικε◄

►нε's gот нιs нαпds ωяαρρεd αяоυпd γουя шαιsт◄

►ωεll ι шαпт тнιs, dо γου шαпт ιт?◄

►αпd ι нαтε тнιs, вυτ γоυ flαυпτ ιτ◄

Jess nodded, listening to Tavern talk to him. He smiled, hearing that he also wrote. When the question finally registered in his head, he tilted his head, unsure how to answer it. "Well.. Unlike everyone else in this van, I can't really do anything. Accept.. Well.. I can speak different languages. Does that count?" Jess moved forward slightly in the van, coming up to the back of the seat that was in front of him. He climbed over it slowly, dragging his stuff along with him.

Jess turned his head, now sitting next to Tavern. He ignored the glare that was given to him by the driver when he crawled over the chair, and spoke softly, "Ce mec a besoin d'arrêter de me donner le mauvais œil." He chuckled to himself, poking the boy's cheek softly. Jess looked at the cover of his 'journal'. It had been written on and stapled, colored, and ripped in several places. He patted it softly before shoving it in his bag.

►ιf ωε cαп вε тнε oпεs то ноld oп, то sтαγ sтяопg◄

►ιт soυпds αвsυяd so ι ωαιтεd fоя мγ oшп εγεs◄

►мαγвε ωε cαп мαкε α dιffεяεпcε ιп sомεвоdγ's lιfε◄

►то ρυт α fαcε oп тнε ρεяѕοп тнατ вυιlт тнεsε lιεs◄

►ιп sомεвоdγ◄

►dιd γου шαпт тнιs, cαυsε ι ωαпт ιт◄

►cουld нαvε foolεd мε, cαυsε ι воυgнт ιт◄

[wambo-wambo]

» » » 】ʝσηα†ħαи "sә†ħ" || đә'ɱσя†ɘ 【 « « «
Capturing Memories is my job, Forgetting them is my forte. But I do my best to fade into the Background.

•••••• •••••• •••••• •••••• •••••

Seth glanced over at Jess as a familiar song started thrumming through at least the back portion of the van. Loud enough for ya? He thought with a light smirk at the slight hypocracy in the statement. For someone who lived off of violently loud music, was it really okay to say someone else's music was too loud? He supposed not. Enough of that though. He turned back to look at Dominic who was still questioning his opinion. "Yeah. I do!" He said with a lighthearted smile. At the offer to switch seats however, Seth shook his head. "No it's fine. It's just wierd sitting in the middle. But it's cool." He said with an embaressed shrug, he wasn't aware he'd been that obviously uncomfortable.

Looking through someone's sketch book sounded really intresting to him, but perhaps it actually meant something to Dominic. Like, it was probably similar to letting someone browse through his old photo albums or journals and slides. "I look forwards to seeing them." He said with a smile, leaning back against the seat as before. He listened quietly while the other boy spun his story about landing on the show. Sports clones, non-understanding families, smoking, alcohol. At least key events most of the participants could relate to. There was always a similar trait in each of the boys he'd found in his mad rush to upload a few episodes to see what it was like the night before he left for the airport. "I get what you mean. I think parents and adults think that just because it's not how they live, that it's bad or 'wrong'." He said quietly, turning to see Jess and Tavern talking. "Is it just me or does it seem everyone's sort of coupeling off?" He asked, turning to look back at Dominic as he withdrew a shiny black instrument from the case.

[

•••• •••••• •••••• •••••• •••••• ••••

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Put my glasses on, Im out the door Im gonna hit this city
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back

[buy the moon]

┊Dominic┊XXXXX┊Charles┊XXXXX┊Samuel┊

﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

❝Is this a chain reaction? Let’s not fight it…❞

❉❉love.. Dominic heard the fairly loud strains of another song and fallowed suit after Seth and glanced over at Jessie. His eyebrow went up and he wondered what was up with him. It was so loud. But then again. He listened to and played loud music. So he was kind of being a bit hypocritical. But he couldn't think of why Jessie would be closed off like that. He just shrugged it off and read through some of the lyrics before he looked back over at Seth when he spoke again. His answer made him smile gently as he looked at him. It felt good to be praised like that. He had never been all that great with compliments but it still felt nice to be told that. He smiled back again as he closed his sketch book and put it in his coat pocket. His tattooed arms and fingers were completely visible. And his V-neck tee-shirt showed the tattoo on his neck and some of the one on his chest. The shirt was black had the design of a city street and he had drawn it to put it on the shirt. The dark color of the shirt made his pale skin and the white lines of the simple drawing stand out. All the lines of the street were connected except for the little things like windows. "Thanks Seth." He said with a slight smile as he looked away with a light blush on his pale cheeks. "Okay. It's just that I think it's going to be a long ride." He said with a light shrug as he scuffed the tip of his black high top against the bottom of the seat infront of him.

❉❉love... Dominic could not help but feel worried about Seth seeing his sketchbook. It was like an extension of himself. It was pretty much him. It was not ev en Seth himself looking at it. It was just anyone looking through his book. He had sketches of his old boyfriends. Guys he had once liked. He had lyrics, random drawings, drawings that were inspired from books he loved and even poems. His sketch book really was him. He smiled lightly back at Seth as he heard his words and nodded. "I can not wait to hear your feedback about them. But I'm going to flag some that you can't look at if that's alright with you. Somethings in here are just a little bit personal." He said with a slight blush creeping on to his face. Dominic watched the other boy lean back against his seat as he spoke about what he did to land on the show and wondered what he was thinking. He wondered if he thought he was just a baby. He was acting out because his parents payed attention to his sporty little brother. Was he just being immature? "Man it sounds kind of stupid when you hear it out loud doesn't it? Like I'm trying to get my idiot brother's attention." He said with a slight chuckle as he fingered with his guitar case. He nodded knowingly as he looked at Seth and heard him speak before he answered back. "I know. Most adults are like that. Idiots who try and make our lives like theirs." He said, sticking out his tongue passed his pierced lip. He looked around with Seth as he listened to what the other boy said and chuckled. He was right. "You're right. It's weird. I guess that makes us a pair." He said with a chuckle and a joking wink. He was flirting a bit. But mainly it was a joke. He pulled out his shiny black acoustic and looked down at it before looking over at Seth. "Mind if I play a bit?" The dark haired boy asked lightly with a slight smile as he started to play a few strings. It was a simple rift from one of his songs. It was a bit of a darker song. He wrote it when they wanted another screamo song. He was the one who screamed for it. But he wasn't about to do that in the van. He was just going to do that written music, not the singing.

[Velvet Drops]

_________i f x y o u x d o n ' t x b e l i e v e x m e x ,
_________i f x y o u x d o n 't x l i k e x m y x p l a n s .
___________________________T A V E R N ﹙ ☆ ﹚A R K


Tavern smiled at the mention of other languages. He was always kind of good at learn languages in school. French had been rather easy plus there was that one summer at French Camp.... It had been pretty wild. Like Band Camp, just more French stuff. As the other boy transfered seats, Tavern scooted over some to give him room. He hated having his personal space taken especially one long trips. So he didn't think that Jesse would enjoy him being ll up in his space during the trip. "Foreign languages are fun. I went to french camp a summer back. There was more than just French Speaking if you know what I mean." he explained at the remembrance of Xavier, Andrew and of course his own little group of friends. Which happened to be all girls, Rachel, Amret, Tess, Alison, Kristen and Tracy. They had been fun and so different that they could have made up their own UN council.

"But you are right. It is RUDE to STARE" he said to the driver mirror the driver's own mauvias oeil. He chuckled and then settled back lefting and arm to lay across the top of the back rest. ""So where are you from jesse?"


y o u x m u s t n ' t x t e l l x m e XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[P i g g y bank L I E S]

~Jess~

Rudeness is a turn-on

►ι кпоω γου'vε goт ιт ιп γоυ◄

►ωоп'т γου lεт ιт оυτ◄

►dιg α lιттlε dεερεя αпd ι кпоω γου'll fιпd sтяεпgтн ιпѕιdε◄

►тнιs ιs шнεяε γoυ sαγ ιт's пот ωнατ ιт looкs lικε◄

►ωεll ι шαпт тнιs, dо γου шαпт ιт?◄

►αпd ι нαтε тнιs, вυτ γоυ flαυпτ ιτ◄

[[Changing up the way my text is a bit x3]]

Jess sat there beside Tavern, smiling as he heard him tell off the driver. "Well, my tongue speaks French better than normal, what about yours?" He extended his tongue out at Tavern, giggling at him softly. He brushed a few strands of hair from his face as he leaned forward, whispering in his new friend's ear, "Regardez, tout le monde semble ici pour être associé en place. Je suppose que nous sommes partenaires, hm?" Jess trusted that Tavern would know what he meant when he spoke this, if not, he'd have to go back and say it in English, which could be slightly embarrassing.

Jess leaned back on the seat, trying to get comfortable. He seemed to notice Tavern slightly awkward about the fact that he had sat by him. Jess put a hand to the back of his neck, "Oh, sorry if I'm invading your personal space, I can move back if you want. Jess scolded himself silently at not asking if he could come move up here. He had just assumed it would be alright, I mean, they were talking, weren't they? Jess knew from experience that assuming was never good, but he figured that Tavern would be okay with it..

►ιf ωε cαп вε тнε oпεs то ноld oп, то sтαγ sтяопg◄

►ιт soυпds αвsυяd so ι ωαιтεd fоя мγ oшп εγεs◄

►мαγвε ωε cαп мαкε α dιffεяεпcε ιп sомεвоdγ's lιfε◄

►то ρυт α fαcε oп тнε ρεяѕοп тнατ вυιlт тнεsε lιεs◄

►ιп sомεвоdγ◄

►dιd γου шαпт тнιs, cαυsε ι ωαпт ιт◄

►cουld нαvε foolεd мε, cαυsε ι воυgнт ιт◄

[Velvet Drops]

_________i f x y o u x d o n ' t x b e l i e v e x m e x ,
_________i f x y o u x d o n 't x l i k e x m y x p l a n s .
___________________________T A V E R N ﹙ ☆ ﹚A R K


"Well my tongue as lots of practice with the French Arts." he explained again holding back a smile but he slipped out, in a tiny little elfish grin. Listening as french words attacked his ears again. Tavern frowned and looked around. Not liking how that sounded. Everyone was hooking up? He blinked. Oh Jesse must have meant they were all make friends. Awww, maybe little Jesse was feelin' lift out. "Ce n'est pas juste! Vous êtes seul. Mais je suis ici..." He said pouncing at him in a friendly manner to give him a hug.

"Stay here, I like the company. C'est mon plaisir. I just didn't want to get all up in your face." he trying to make up for the fact that he might have hurt Jesse's feelings.


y o u x m u s t n ' t x t e l l x m e XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[P i g g y bank L I E S]

~Jess~

More French.. And Some Italian?

►ι кпоω γου'vε goт ιт ιп γоυ◄

►ωоп'т γου lεт ιт оυτ◄

►dιg α lιттlε dεερεя αпd ι кпоω γου'll fιпd sтяεпgтн ιпѕιdε◄

►тнιs ιs шнεяε γoυ sαγ ιт's пот ωнατ ιт looкs lικε◄

►ωεll ι шαпт тнιs, dо γου шαпт ιт?◄

►αпd ι нαтε тнιs, вυτ γоυ flαυпτ ιτ◄

Jess found himself chuckling at Tavern's comment. He looked both ways, before whispering to him, "Vous aurez à démontrer pour me sometime" Jess liked the fact that there was someone else here that could speak a similar language. He smiled as he heard the boy's French words. "Oh, so, you'll be my buddy? Così, si può parlare francese, come su di italiano?"

Jess had been slightly impressed at the fact that his new friend could speak French, but he thought that at this point, he had come to a language that he might not know. Though, he had only done one, he didn't know many people who knew the language of Italy. When Jess had been young, he had gone to Italy for a month, and picked up the language quite easily there. "Purtroppo, non siete tutti in faccia, ma possiamo cambiare la situazione abbastanza presto."

►ιf ωε cαп вε тнε oпεs то ноld oп, то sтαγ sтяопg◄

►ιт soυпds αвsυяd so ι ωαιтεd fоя мγ oшп εγεs◄

►мαγвε ωε cαп мαкε α dιffεяεпcε ιп sомεвоdγ's lιfε◄

►то ρυт α fαcε oп тнε ρεяѕοп тнατ вυιlт тнεsε lιεs◄

►ιп sомεвоdγ◄

►dιd γου шαпт тнιs, cαυsε ι ωαпт ιт◄

►cουld нαvε foolεd мε, cαυsε ι воυgнт ιт◄

[Velvet Drops]

_________i f x y o u x d o n ' t x b e l i e v e x m e x ,
_________i f x y o u x d o n 't x l i k e x m y x p l a n s .
___________________________T A V E R N ﹙ ☆ ﹚A R K


"Of course I'll be your buddy! It's the only way you'll get a demonstration of my talent." Tavern explained with a playful wink as he laughed out loud. Gosh he hadn't done that in awhile, laugh, but then again this Jesse guy was kind of cool, all happily and playful. He hoped it wouldn't change to much when ever they got to the place they were going. Like seriously, where the hell were they. Not liking where they were going based on what was out his window. Tavern focused on Jesse more. SLightly confused when he couldn't understand the teen.

"Your gonna have to say that again? I don't speak whatever that was."


y o u x m u s t n ' t x t e l l x m e XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[Velvet Drops]

_________i f x y o u x d o n ' t x b e l i e v e x m e x ,
_________i f x y o u x d o n 't x l i k e x m y x p l a n s .
___________________________T A V E R N ﹙ ☆ ﹚A R K


"Of course I'll be your buddy! It's the only way you'll get a demonstration of my talent." Tavern explained with a playful wink as he laughed out loud. Gosh he hadn't done that in awhile, laugh, but then again this Jesse guy was kind of cool, all happily and playful. He hoped it wouldn't change to much when ever they got to the place they were going. Like seriously, where the hell were they. Not liking where they were going based on what was out his window. Tavern focused on Jesse more. SLightly confused when he couldn't understand the teen.

"Your gonna have to say that again? I don't speak whatever that was."


y o u x m u s t n ' t x t e l l x m e XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[P i g g y bank L I E S]

~Jess~

Nothin'.

►ι кпоω γου'vε goт ιт ιп γоυ◄

►ωоп'т γου lεт ιт оυτ◄

►dιg α lιттlε dεερεя αпd ι кпоω γου'll fιпd sтяεпgтн ιпѕιdε◄

►тнιs ιs шнεяε γoυ sαγ ιт's пот ωнατ ιт looкs lικε◄

►ωεll ι шαпт тнιs, dо γου шαпт ιт?◄

►αпd ι нαтε тнιs, вυτ γоυ flαυпτ ιτ◄

Jess smiled as he heard Tavern's lap. So wholesome. He chuckled softly, "Talent, hm?" Jess looked out the window, following Tavern's gaze. He watched land roll by, without seeing much civilization. Where were they going, the Sahara Desert? Though, this place had much greener grass then he imagined the Sahara Desert would.

Jess chuckled at the lack of understanding the boy had. "Unfortunately, you're not all in my face, but we can change that soon enough." Speaking with Tavern was putting him slightly at ease, though, he was never that tense or anything. He leaned in, licking Tavern's cheek playfully. "Maintenant, je suis tout à la face de VOTRE."

►ιf ωε cαп вε тнε oпεs то ноld oп, то sтαγ sтяопg◄

►ιт soυпds αвsυяd so ι ωαιтεd fоя мγ oшп εγεs◄

►мαγвε ωε cαп мαкε α dιffεяεпcε ιп sомεвоdγ's lιfε◄

►то ρυт α fαcε oп тнε ρεяѕοп тнατ вυιlт тнεsε lιεs◄

►ιп sомεвоdγ◄

►dιd γου шαпт тнιs, cαυsε ι ωαпт ιт◄

►cουld нαvε foolεd мε, cαυsε ι воυgнт ιт◄

[Velvet Drops]

_________i f x y o u x d o n ' t x b e l i e v e x m e x ,
_________i f x y o u x d o n 't x l i k e x m y x p l a n s .
___________________________T A V E R N ﹙ ☆ ﹚A R K


"Oh really?" Tavern asked kind of liking where this was going or to where he thought it was going. Now never the one to kiss one the first date Tavern smiled at Jesse and leaned back against the seat. Deciding to relax some next to his new friend. "Of course you know we should probably wait till the cameras are on." he explained with a cheeky smile. he couldn't help himself really. Depending on what this family was like, some mischief should be managed.


y o u x m u s t n ' t x t e l l x m e XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[P i g g y bank L I E S]

~Jess~

Small Talk.

►ι кпоω γου'vε goт ιт ιп γоυ◄

►ωоп'т γου lεт ιт оυτ◄

►dιg α lιттlε dεερεя αпd ι кпоω γου'll fιпd sтяεпgтн ιпѕιdε◄

►тнιs ιs шнεяε γoυ sαγ ιт's пот ωнατ ιт looкs lικε◄

►ωεll ι шαпт тнιs, dо γου шαпт ιт?◄

►αпd ι нαтε тнιs, вυτ γоυ flαυпτ ιτ◄

Jess chuckled, leaning back in his chair too. He understood what his new friend were talking about. They had just met, and already Jess was flirting to no end. Jess pushed back a strand of hair blushing softly when the boy had talked. "Cameras? That could be fun." Jess chuckled again before looking back at Dominic and Seth, wondering what they were talking about. He was slightly jealous that the both of them were hitting it off as much as they were. Dominic was so cute that he had wanted a chance with him, but the way it was going, he didn't think it was going to happen.

Turning his head to Seth, he watched as he commented on Dominic's amazing artwork. Jess had always wished that he had some artistic talent. The only thing that he was ever any good at was talking in different languages, which his mom often shortened to, "The only thing you're ever good at is talking." Jess didn't consider this to be that bad, who doesn't like talking? Makes you feel good inside, right? Jess turned back around, facing Matty and Reed now. "So Matty, what're you in here for, hun?"

►ιf ωε cαп вε тнε oпεs то ноld oп, то sтαγ sтяопg◄

►ιт soυпds αвsυяd so ι ωαιтεd fоя мγ oшп εγεs◄

►мαγвε ωε cαп мαкε α dιffεяεпcε ιп sомεвоdγ's lιfε◄

►то ρυт α fαcε oп тнε ρεяѕοп тнατ вυιlт тнεsε lιεs◄

►ιп sомεвоdγ◄

►dιd γου шαпт тнιs, cαυsε ι ωαпт ιт◄

►cουld нαvε foolεd мε, cαυsε ι воυgнт ιт◄