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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 16:22:03 GMT -5
With a rough sigh he dropped his backpack on the bed, not caring when it's contents spilled onto the floor. He sat down on the springy mattress, resting his head on the wall and seeming to deflate. He didn't want to be here..he wanted to go back home. He didn't know anybody here..he hated being the new kid...he hated the school...he hated the uniforms. Thinking of the uniforms, his eyes traveled towards the floor where a lump of grey and black lay on the floor. He snorted. He wasn't wearing that, at least not today.
He stripped from his now sweaty "travelling" clothes, which we really just consisted of boxors and whatever shirt he grabbed first. Not caring what he looked like he threw on the first blue pants he found and black shirt, wanting to get out of the dorm as fast as possible. He wondered idly where his roommate was, or if he even had one. He didn't really care at the moment...he just wanted out.
As he stepped out of his dorm, his stomach growled. With a casual roll of his eyes he walked smoothly towards where he thought the cafeteria was. Honestly, he was actually hoping to get lost and not have to go to his classes today. Pfft. Like he was going to go to his classes the first day he got there. He stopped outside of some metal double doors, suddenly paling and not feeling all that hungry anymore, but he decided that he should at least put something in his stomach. As if expecting all the talking to stop when he opened the doors he held his breath before charging in, sighing with relief as nobody seemed to notice him.
"shitt" Klint groaned as he travelled towards the trays, quickly just grabbing an apple that he had no intention of eating. He strided over to a table in a corner of the room, trying to catch the least amount of attention as he could. He didn't want to talk to anybody right now...his thoughts were to concentrated on what had just happened. Was he already at the school? Living here? It didn't seem real and he had to bite his lip to convince himself he was awake. With another dramatic groan, he let his head fall back, grimacing as it hit the wall hard.
[just shoot me now. That was a shitty post.]
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 16:43:47 GMT -5
He'd slept in for what seemed like the millionth time, a groan left his mouth as he lifted his naked torso from his bed and padded across the room to the bathroom. He did his business and washed, this processes taking the best part of ten minuets. Peter took part his room looking for a clean pair of boxer shorts and after sniffling every piece of underwear in his washing hamper (he'd really have to do some washing soon) Peter decided it'd be better to go commando than walking around in underwear he'd already worn inside out.
Peter shoved the door open with his shoulder, now dressed in his uniform and looking somewhat presentable. Thank god no one could see his socks as they where unmatched, one with elephants on and one with pandas.
Oh Peter.
His stomach gave a large shudder, Peter hated school food. Regrettably he made his way, slowly...very slowly toward the cafeteria, the metal doors stud before him looking like he doors of a meat freezer. Pushing them open his made a bee line for the small que that was forming, a disgruntled groan left his mouth. He only wanted a fucking banana, slowly the line went down and Peter impatiently grabbed that sodding banana. "For fuck sake." Peter muttered under his breath, he looked around the room. There wasn't an empty table in sight, he just couldn't be arsed today and with double maths creeping up on him who could blame the kid?
Peter wandered the large hall before settling in place across from a strange looking kid, "You mind?" He questioned pointing to the seat he was already sat at and to the banana he was already pealing, with elbows on table nimble fingers shed the yellow skin. He took a sizable bite, a crooked little smile running across his lips as he chewed happily.
[rape and kill me please (:]
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 17:25:35 GMT -5
He jerked some, more out of surprise than anything as he suddenly heard a voice not four feet from him. His eyes fluttered open and he looked curiously across the table to the taller form of Peter. Almost immediatly he felt a wave of suspicion towards the stranger, not sure if he was just another asshole or someone who was actually interested in being a freind. With a mental shrug, deciding that he might as well try and make a freind now, Klint shook his head and said "Not at all"
He watched Peter for a few more moments, not feeling awkward in doing so as he was sure Peter couldn't actually tell where he was looking. He studie'd peter's face, the corners of his mouth twitching as he saw how happy he looked just by simply eating a banana. After a few more moments of contemplating what to say, he felt felt awkward in the silence that followed, and yet he still couldn't think of anything. So instead he took a bite of his apple.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 17:43:42 GMT -5
Peter's smile faltered a little as the silence over took them, he took another bite and noise it made sounded deafening though the hall was filled with the chatter of others, he felt like saying sooooo...but what would that accomplish really? Peter gulped down what little he had in his mouth, "Your strange." He said light heartedly trying to brake the ice some how, and if that meant prodding the caged lion then so be it.
It'd kind of worked back with the guy he was partnered with, okay maybe it wasn't the best technique but he couldn't think of anything to say! He took another bit finishing the banana, Peter chewed slowly eyeing up the boy...not that he could do that very well has hair covered half his face, he tilted his head to one side as he gulped down the last of the banana. "So do you have some elephant man thing going on under that fringe?" he asked with a smirk, wondering if the boy would find humor in him or punch his lights out, he wouldn't blame him either way.
[omg kill me now please that was horrid!]
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 17:54:29 GMT -5
Being called strange, he didn't really mind that. He smirked, shifting his position and easily saying "So I've been told." He put the apple back on the table, feeling more comfortable now that he had someone to talk to. It was a good distraction from the depressing thoughts he was having, when he was sitting alone. He opened his mouth to say somthing but stuttered as he registered the "elephant man" comment.
He had never been very self confident about his face; the reason why he kept his hair like this. He felt his stomach drop somewhat and touched his nose self consiously. Suddenly he remembered all the taunts and jeers people had made of him, and suddenly he could feel himself overreacting and getting pissed. "Fuck off" he growled, his hand dropping onto the table, and then onto the large, green apple with a single bite taken out of it. He seemed to debate for a moment before he grabbed it and chucked it at Peter, not as hard as he could, but hard enough.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 18:04:50 GMT -5
The apple hit him square in the chest and he let out a small "ouch" sound as he rubbed himself, that would leave a mark but he couldn't help but smirk. He really had hit a nerve and sure a little part of him felt bad at least the silence had been banished, the apple had landed by his foot and with one hand he scooped it up. "Hey now come on! That could have done some damage, at least shoot to kill." he smirked slightly.
"I'm sure your a hottie under all that hair." peter spoke playfully as he threw the apple back at the boy, not aiming to hurt him but maybe he did throw it a little harder than he wanted to. "I'm Peter by the way, all this apple goodness has made me forget my manors, obviously." He spoke in tone that was light and playful as if nothing was wrong, he was sorry if he'd hurt the other but he wasn't going to apologize for it.
That was Peter, speaking before he though and usually fucking up somewhere along the way. Okay so maybe he shouldn't have made the elephant man comment but what could he do now? He couldn't force the words back into his mouth.
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 18:15:09 GMT -5
Klint couldn't help but smirk at his comment. "What, would've rather I hit you in the face?" he asked, watching as the apple hit and bounced off his shoulder, grimacing unnoticbly. He seemed to pause under the compliment, and he could feel his cheeks get hot. Playing it off as if he didn't notice he rested his chin on his palm, discreetly covering his cheek with him fingers.
"Well I suppose thats what Apples do to you?" he said, not sure why he was having such a stupid conversation. But, he was enjoying it so he went along. He prodded the apple with his free hand, rolling it back over to Peter."Mmm names Klint" he said simply, cursing himself for blushing over such a casual comment. He hadn't ever done that before, and he wasn't sure how to deal with it. To be quite honest, he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 18:31:57 GMT -5
"God no!" Peter exclaimed with mock horror, "I'm nothing without my boyish good looks..." He said smirking but braking out with small laughter as the apple bounced off the other boys shoulder, so maybe he shouldn't have laughed but it was kinda funny in a sadistic sort of way but then, Klint had threw it at him first. Peter shifted a little in his place, the fabric rubbed up against his underwearless crotch, it felt strange to him and part of him felt a little to exposed for comfort...it did feel good though.
Childish.
He focused back into the convocation in time to see Klink covering up his blush, Peter rose one eye brow and smirked as he thought weather or not to say anything, he liked having that effect on people though. "Don't go hiding from me just cuss the apples are cruel" Wuss, instead he picked the apple up and examined it for a second before skidding it back across the table to Klint with a crooked smile. "Real nice to meet ya fella-" Peter said with a slight nod of his head, "- So this your first day here in hell itself??" he questioned with a mild sort of curiosity...well thats how it seemed anyway, in fact he was very curious.
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 19:02:48 GMT -5
"well then don't complain" Klint said matter of factly, scoffing as if he had just won some debate of some sort. He stretched some, finding it rather difficult to do while still covering his cheeks, still waiting for that goddamn blush to recede. Jesus christ. He probably didn't even mean it.
As he watched Peter's face curiously he could feel his stomach knot for a moment as Peter raised a brow. Aw shit.He knew. Well, it was pretty obvious but still. He squirmed for a moment, his thoughts turning towards Jeramiah. He was forcing himself not to think how..well...amazing Peter looked. He flinched just slightly as the apple bumped into his elbrow, bringing his thoughts back to the present.
"Oh..yeah. It's my first day" he said, recovering himself quickly. He glanced at the apple, before adding "The uniforms really suck. How much trouble do you reckon I would be in if I didn't wear it?" He really didn't care about how much trouble he got in..the worst that would happen is that he would land in detention. He was really just trying to fill up the space, not wanting to think about Jeramiah or Peter's looks, and so he started to ramble, only stopping once he realised what he was doing.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 19:32:48 GMT -5
Peter got the sense that Klint was just talking for the crack of it and, honestly he sort of zoned out thinking of how Ernest rambled on. No, no he wasn't going to think about him though it was hard not to he, Peter was crushing hard on that Bible loving fool and he hated himself for it.
He zoned back in from his self loathing fast enough to catch something about uniforms, Peter playfully rolled his eyes. "Just wear the damn thing, beside you loom good in it and you'll only end up in detention." He said shrugging making the comments in passing, as he examined his own uniform, his shirt was fitted perfect to his muscular form and the pants where slim fitted, not the regimented but he'd been chucked in detention enough times to make the teachers realize he wasn't going to change.
Peter couldn't help but smirk, Klint was still a little red though he couldn't see it Peter could tell by the way he was covering his face. He ran a slim hand through his hair before stretching his arms out himself and letting out a little moan, he was still waking up. "You really don't look comfortable," come sit on my lap stop it! Peter shifted again making the fabric glide over his bare crotch once more, he needed to get out. "Come on, your ditching class for the day." God he was such a bad person but impulsively he stud up none the less. "Unless you have something better to do?" Peter smirked stretching once more, as he brought his hands above his head the bottom of his shirt came of his pants showing just a small trail of hair. He blushed slightly before making himself look some what presentable once more ready for a new adventure.
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 19:43:44 GMT -5
Perfect. Right when his blush was receding, he had to fit in another compliment, which was even weaker than the first one. Feeling pathetic, Klint ran a hand idly through his hair as he concentrated on removing the color from his cheeks. He looked up, finally able to uncover his face fully, and he was lucky enough not to have caught the look on Peter's face that would've proved that he knew he had been blushing the whole time.
"Well I wasn't going to class in the first place" he said, not wanting to be a follower of sorts. "I'm not gonna do anything the first day or two..."he then paused, before thoughtfully adding "Week or month" As he watched Peter stretch his eyes were drawn down to his gut..well...lower than that. Realizing what he was doing he casually flickered his eyes back up to Peter's face, before getting up himself to show that he wasn't wearing any part of the uniform. "Yeah sure.." he said, somewhat nervously. "Where to?" he asked, rather interested in exploring the campus some more but also rather worried. Worried about what? Well, being alone with peter. Not that he didn't trust Peter...just that well...he didn't want to do something he would regret later. An example, he didn't care to forge in his mind.
He looked at Peter's uniform again, under the exuse he wanted to know what it looked like. Jesus christ. Did the uniform have to show off everything about him? Klint licked his dry lips and without noticing what he was doing, his eyes trailed down below Peter's waist again. With a slight jolt of his stomach his eyes flickered back up to peter's face, hoping Peter hadn't noticed Klint staring at his junk.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 20:07:31 GMT -5
Peter let himself smile, "Ohhh you rebel." He teased playfully at Klints first comment, though in all honesty Peter himself rarely made an appearance in most of his classes. take maths for an example why was he made to study something so monotonous? He found thrill in deciphering the the questions so why bother? Peter could just see his parents getting bombarded with letters telling them of his poor performance, well in academic subjects at least he far excelled at the physical side of life.
He watched Klint from the corner of his eye as the boys eye's gave him the once over, a low blush came and went over his face. Peter couldn't help himself, "Well...Fuck I dunno there's not much interesting around this place." apart from my dorm, lets go back and fuck like rabbits. Get yourself under control man! Though the thought did send a buzz though his body and he couldn't help but smirk, "I suppose we should head outdoors though, If I get caught skipping class again imma be fucked with something large and sandpapery."
Oh Peter, think before you speak.
His own eyes flicked over Klint before turning on his heels and heading for the door, Peter couldn't stop his own mind from wandering. It was stupid really even if he was a teenage boy! He'd only just met the guy and he was already running through the karma sutra in his mind, his hand swiftly adjusted himself and for once he was thankful he was turned away from the boy as an even deeper blush swept across his face.
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 20:24:09 GMT -5
Klint rolled his eyes innocently, saying in mock insult, "What, me? A rebel? How could you?" before cocking a brow himself, looking at the slight blush that had come over Peter's face. Payback. He smirked as Peter made an excuse to go outside, innocently saying "Like me" and not really caring if Peter heard it or not.
As they stepped outside, Klint suddenly felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest. He let out a sigh, stretching his legs, casually saying "Well I suppose im safer from the teachers out here". He nudged Peter playfully, punching him on the arm before trotting over to a shaded patch of grass, sitting down in the middle of it. "Jesus Christ" he muttered under his breath as he watched Peter make his way over. He really couldn't help but let his eyes travel up and down his muscles body, taking in every detail he could with those pesky clothes on. He closed his eyes, mentally kicking himself for thinking about betraying jeramiah, but he really couldn't help it. He sighed some, his legs bent at the knees with his arms behind him, keeping his body up for once.
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Post by pj on Nov 15, 2008 20:34:44 GMT -5
The slight breeze felt nice across his face though he didn't get a chance to enjoy as he was punched on arm. He let out a mock ouch and pouted before his spread into a wide grin, "Thats just plain unfair!" Peter said trying to grab at Klint only to have him run off to patch of shaded grass but, he took his time walking over the other. His eyes once more glided over Klint and he mentally cursed himself, he felt like such a pervert yet he couldn't help himself!
He thought he saw Klint mutter something but he wasn't sure so he shrugged it off as he stud over the kid, hands on his hip a mock look of anger on his face. "You suck...first of all you throw an apple at me, then you punch me!" He wiped away an invisible fear before smirking and joining the boy on the grass, Peter stretched out fully propping himself up on his elbow as he lay on his side.With his free hand he picked up a couple strands of grass and flung them at Klint with a playful smile on his face. The same hand darted under his shirt as it always did resting on his stomach, this was only out of habit always doing it when he was thinking or bored though he really wasn't bored as deep brown eyes looked up at Klint.
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Post by snarky on Nov 15, 2008 20:46:29 GMT -5
Klint watched Peter quietly as he laid down, still indulging in his looks. As grass fell on his bangs he blew at them, for a moment revealing startling Grey eyes that weren't looking at Peter, but at the grass as it was blown roughly out of his hair. Not caring to pick out every single blade, he grabbed his own fistful of grass and dropped it on Peter.
"Well if you don't think it's fair why don't we fight about it?" he asked playfully, punching him in the arm lightly before rolling over and getting onto his feet. He stayed in a low crouch, a playful grin plastered onto his face as he motioned for Peter to do the same. Really, in his self conscious mind the whole reason for this was probably just so he could get closer to him..just to touch him. He longed to feel their bodies pressed together, but some misplaced sense of righteousness kept him from just full on tackling Peter and kissing him.He hadn't thought about it before, but Jeramiah was probably banging some chick right now. He closed his eyes, forcing these thoughts out of his head. "Come on! Dont be a wuss!" he said encouragingly, and just for good measure. "Unless of course, I'm right. In that case, just stay right there"
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