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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 2:16:37 GMT -5
"You'r welcome." He said with a smile. He ran his hand across the back of his neck. He used to do it to check and see if any of his hair had fallen out of his spikes, but now it was just a habit, something he did when he was thinking or embarassed. "You don't hav-"
"Devon?" Zander looked up and saw a very wet blonde standing there, looking over at Devon. She smiled, and sat beside him, wrapping her arms around herself. "Ooh, it's wet out there. You made a new friend?"
"Zander." He said with a small wave of the hand.
"-m Dallas." She said, pulling her jacket closer around her. Zander slipped off his, leaning over to drape it around her.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 2:30:24 GMT -5
Devon blinked at his name, glancing up at Dallas with that signature tilt of his head. "Hi Dallas..." He breathed as she sat down beside him, nodding. Friend...how loosely was the term used? He liked the sound of it though, took another sip of soda. He still had to go buy his things, the thought briefly crossing his mind.
Baby blue eyes looked her over for a moment, absently keeping any finger shaped bruises on his healing arms subconsciously out of sight.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 2:35:49 GMT -5
She smiled at Zander, then hugged Devon gently. "I'm gonna grab me and Dusk's lunch, okay? You can call me when you're ready to come home." She handed him her phone. "You just click the '2' and then the green button. And it'll call Dusk's phone." She hugged him again, kissing the side of his head before going to order their sandwiches.
"Well, she's a happy camper." He said quietly, stretching out under the table. His leg brushed against Devon's, and he felt his heart pound a little harder. He bit his lip, pulling his leg back. "Sorry.." He mumbled, playing with his straw.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 2:45:47 GMT -5
Devon didn't react much at the hug or kiss on the side of the head, too distracted by her phone, fingertips running over the buttons a moment. After she got up to order, and at Zander's words, he slid the device into his pocket, felt Zander's leg brush his own. That flutter in his chest and stomach....
He shook his head mutely at the apology, tapped his fingers on the table top.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 2:52:06 GMT -5
Zander looked up and saw the familiar face of the man who had abused him for years. He calmly stood up, sliding his chair back under the table.
"Ready?" He asked, grabbing the rest of his sandwich and his water. He watched Devon gather his things, and let him walk ahead of him. Just as he passed his father, the man grabbed him tightly by the arm, yanking him over. Zander gritted his teeth.
"Sleeping with little boys now?" He mumbled into Zander's ear, and Zander yanked away from him, dropping his cup.
"Fuck you." He spat, walking out the door behind Devon. He unlocked the doors and slid into the driver's seat, setting his sandwich in the back seat. He saw his father looking out the window at him and flipped him off before starting the car.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 2:55:22 GMT -5
Devon paused at the door as the drink hit the ground, looking warily over his shoulder. He cotinued quietly to the car, getting in in silence and pulling the belt over his chest and lap, buckling it before watching Zander flip off the guy inside. "Who's that...?" He murmured softly, wondering why he had angered him so easily.
He toyed with his sandwich bag, gazing down at his own drink in thought.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 3:05:55 GMT -5
"Just my sperm donor." He said flatly, putting the car into gear. He held his foot on the brake, looking in the rear view mirror to shake out his now wet hair and spike it back up. "Water proof hair gel was made by like, a genius or something." He said, taking his foot off the brake, and pulling out of the parking lot. He turned the car completely around with an open palm, and took the back road to the mall. It was only a matter of minutes, and they were there. He pulled into his parking spot, wondering why he was so wet before remembering he had given his jacket to Dallas.
"Oh well. " He said to himself, grabbing his sandwich and getting out of the car. He started walking back, the rain pouring down on his head. He looked back, realizing how cute Devon looked with his hair stuck to his head before stepping inside, bending over and shaking out his hair again.
"I'm officially soaked. What about you?" He smiled over at the boy.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 9:38:38 GMT -5
"Oh..." Devon murmured, watching him fix his hair before they were starting back towards the mall. Once there he grabbed his thigs and followed Zander across the parking lot and inside again, shaking out his own hair. "Just as wet," He huffed in admitance, rinning a hand through his hair to try and tame it in the least. He himself hadn't had a jacket, didn't seem too bothered by the rain right now, instead glancing around for a moment, wondering if Dylan was still in the mall.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 13:21:50 GMT -5
Zander saw him looking around and gently wrapped an arm around his waist, guiding him back to the store. He really didn't want him to be alone, and he still had fourty five minutes of his break left. "I can walk with you." He offered, rubbing his side gently before letting it go. "Or I can get a security guard to do it. Just so you won't have to be alone.."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 20:23:53 GMT -5
Devon gazed up at him when the arm wrapped around his waist. "You can," He mumbled. "I just gotta buy that stuff..." He didn't know what else to buy honestly, felt Zander's hand dropped and glanced around in thought, eyeing other stores in brief curiosity.
He really wasn't sure what to get, Duskin had already bought him shirts and jeans, he already had a hoodie.
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