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 Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:23 pm
Just that morning he'd been called to the principals office.
Just that morning, he'd found out that the Secretary was in fact the bloody queen.
Just that morning, He'd discovered that they knew at least -something- about his 'relationship' with Scheelite/Demy.
And just that morning, he'd found out that Khaldun the 'push you in the locker when you reach for your books' a**... knew her well enough to be casual with her.
... Khaldun was going to have to die somehow... perferably in a way that didn't allow the advantage of longer reach and height to come into play. And then he was going to dress the corpse in an evening gown and ductape it to a street light for the police to find him and assume that he'd been moonlighting as a cross dresser.
... unless he appologized. But that was rather like saying 'unless the sky falls on me"...
...
Just that morning Zac had been...sober.
As of one hour ago he decided he was starting to leave sober WELL behind in his attempt to leave the pure agitation of weather or not he was going to be strung up by his bootstraps for dating his room mate slash co-worker behind for a little bit.
What -had- he gotten into. He joined in the sliver of hope for eventual power, and ultimately respect. In turn he'd been teased mercilessly by a secritary-queen who'm had out maneuvered him and then overheard by one of 'them' ... the locker pushers.
Could anything ELSE go wrong?
He fell over onto his bed to think and stared at the celling tiles for answers. The damned things were -far- less than forthcoming so he took another swig of the bottle he'd -sworn- to himself would remain untouched unless he needed it for Demy.
It was always worse when you broke a promise to yourself, it really was... so he took another swig to apologize.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:33 pm
Just that morning...he'd been up to nothing really. Typical day of putzing around the school and counting down the minutes until he could go flying back into their dorm room and be reunited with his roomie. Class was boring, lunch was rather uneventful, and the last hour of class had been nothing but him anxiously staring at a clock. After that he had some stupid group project to attend (heaven help the poor people assigned to -him- as a group) and then finally, FINALLY, he could go back to the room.
"Z!!! I'M HOMEEEEEE!"
The typical greeting was followed by the door slamming open for the umpteenth time, Demy leaping in and slamming the door shut behind him.
"Sup man, whatcha been do----waaaaaaaaaait a minute..."
Acid eyes wide in surprise, the blonde quickly slunk his way over to Z's bed to try and get a look at what he was drinking.
"Dude...you...you got into that without me? What the hell man, I thought you'd at least -SHARE-."
So much for being concerned about his roomie's safety or something.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:38 pm
"S...Shut up..." he said slurring the words slightly and clinging to the bottle almost lovingly.
"I haven't -FINISHED- it anyhow... It's not even...umm... "
ok so it was working on half empty. That seemed ridiculously amusing and at the same time kind of depressing. He opted for now to laugh about it.
"um... anyhow 'm the one who...you know... liberated...it, and stuff."
He huffled and then sort of bonelessly rolled his head a little to stare at Dem.
"Youuuu!" He said pointing.
"You din't TELL me...that teh ******** SECRITARY was -HERRRRRR-"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:46 pm
"But you started it without me! Totally not fair dude, you wouldn't let -me- into it so why are you all...into it! I wanted some..."
Well there -was- still some in the bottle, but Z didn't seem very willing to give it up just yet. Besides....this was somewhat humorous.
"Meeeeee?"
He gestured to himself, giving Z a rather amused smirk. Oh, this could be fun...
"The secretary is -who- exactly? And...what do you mean I didn't tell you? Man you don't tell -me- everything why do I have to tell you everything? What the hell are we even talking about anyway?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:50 pm
"S'the mother... fkin...SHEZ married t... to HIM! The DUDE... WITH the SWEARING...and the smoking!! HIMMMMM!!"
He waved a frustrated if slightly floppy hand. "YOU know...HIMMMMMM!!!" The BOSS is our Fukn GYM teacher! An shhhe said he was gona BEAT me!"
He said with eyes widening for a moment in remembered alarm.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:53 pm
And then, amidst his own rambling, it finally dawned on him just what Z meant.
"Oh....oh......OH. You mean -him- and...her. Yeah, got ya now Z man. Well like...dude sorry but I can't go telling you everything right off the bat and I didn't think it was all that important anyway? I dunno. Besides, I don't think he'd really -beat you- unless you did something stupid. I mean s**t, I screwed up my ribs pretty bad and he didn't beat -me-. He just...kinda yelled at me. But that's better than beating right? Beating us would be kinda counter-productive cause then he wouldn't have people to do his work...right? Right! Sheesh, of course I'm right, why am I asking you? I've been doing this longer anyway."
Sheesh, did he ever stop talking once he got started?
"Calm down Z dude, this isn't like you anyway..."
Whether that was actual fear or the booze talking he had to wonder.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:55 pm
"Nnnnnnghhhh!" he sounded deeply frustrated and struggled to right himself on the bed. "WAS important!" He declared brandishing the bottle and one accusing finger at Dem.
"Schee called me to the P...PRINCIPALS office!! -ME-...!" He said with some added alarm.
"D...w... We're... n.. not supposed to... Imin Trouble C...Cause I kissed you... I think."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:03 pm
"So what? I go to the principal's office sometimes man, end up in detention too. It's not the end of the world! And...wait what? He didn't call you to the---oh. OH"
No no, not Scheelite. Just she. As in the secretary.
"Wait...you're in trouble for kissing me? You're...like kidding me right? Cause Z man you -finally- started showing me you care and if you stop because you went to the principal's office I am going to be so pissed you have no idea."
No, the potential severity of the situation wasn't really weighing down on him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:08 pm
His head flopped forward frustrated at the lack of comprehension, surely Dem could see he was having a hard time with putting the words together.
"N..NOOOooo... we're.... n.. not supposed t...to DATE" He said waving his hand. "I... I think... b.. but she's MARRIED and..." He shook his head vigorously and regretted it looking a little green.
"S... distracting? F...From the negaverse?" He said looking deeply hurt and confused at the very IDEA of that.
"A..and they think we... DID, t...things. AND WE DIDN'T... We -HAVEN'T-" he said and rubbed at his nose thoughtful. They hadn't right? Nope... none of the icky...wierd things from google... NOPE.
"...AND I DON'T wear dresses... m'not a girl...." he scowled at Dem.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:12 pm
"..why? Z that doesn't make any -sense-. I mean lookit...you know. They do stuff. We get stuff done despite dating! What the hell's wrong with that? You just need to chiiiiilllll and sleep off the yummy alcohol and then everything will make sense again. Cause right now you sound kinda silly."
After a quick pat to Z's head, the blonde continued on.
"And...I never said you were a girl -or- wear dresses, so...okay?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:18 pm
"I..I don't KNOWW she SAID... and ... the...P...p***k said too. an HE said she'd lend m..me a dress for when Charonite..." He shivered and shook his head. "S'not silly! It was THIS afternoon." He said waving his hand at the clock.
"Called m...me out of CLASS!" which was utterly alarming in its own right.
He made a small distressed sound and took, or tried to take another drink with a pointed -scowl- at Demy as though challenging him to -try- and take the 'yummy alcohol'
"Can't believe... she tricked me...she tricked ME Dem!" He said desperate. "Thas all I'm GOOD for is... tricks... everyone is -taller- or... or faster and... I'm DOOOOMED" He slumped forward, tapping the bottom of the bottle on the floor.
"Doomed..." He added again depressed.
"I liked narnia...." he added
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:32 pm
"Dude, she's like...her majesty you know? She's kinda supposed to be a bit better than us, because otherwise uh..why would she be the queen? So you shouldn't be that worried she out tricked you, it doesn't mean you aren't awesome at it! Not doomed at all, just gotta learn from it and keep going, silly Z."
Demy plopped down on the bed beside Z, slowly reaching over to attempt to nab the alcohol.
"Narnia? Good movies but uhhh..whatcha getting at dude?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:38 pm
"SHE's the one who said... but... then she wants me...t..convince her not to tell HIMMM I dunknowwhattoDO..." he leaned heavily into Dem while simultaneously trying to keep the booze from being stolen. HIS damnit....
He turned baleful eyes on Dem. "Arethey gona make us break up?... I mean... s...a no no for the school...an is a nono...for the negaverse... but we haven DONE anything... but she wans DETAILS mannnn"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:55 pm
He was still reaching for that booze damnit.
"Well I'm not breaking up with you man, you're stuck with me whether you like it or not. As far as a distraction goes...dunno? We'll just uh...have to see? Though I don't suggest lying to her so if she asks you stuff maybe answering is just..the best thing to do? Dunno man, this whole thinking thing is your gig not mine."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:01 pm
He crinkled his nose and scowled...
"W...wait what part is MY gig... Y...YOUR the one who said Date first!" he said and sloshed booze over his hand in his efforts to evade Dem, it ended up with both of them holding onto the bottle.
"YOUR the whole reason...tha I k.. kissed you to start with." He said with a sort of pout that was -utterly- not normal for Z.
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