And its over for you. [Open}

[Ace Anderson]

I believe the world is burning to the ground.

Ace smiled dancing over to a park table. He sat down, pulling the legs of his pants up so they wouldnt pull his pants down.

Well, I guess were gonna find out.

He bounced his head from side to side, his MP3 player in one pocket and a PSP in his hands. And he wasnt about to put either away. Then again, he didnt think anyone would bother with him.

Lets see how far weve come.

"Brrm!" He growled, more childish than most people could stand. He turned this way and that, making noises as his car cut corners and took down flags.

"Darnit!" He complained, restarting the game and choosing a new song.

[landon miles carter]

Landon flipped through the page of the magazine in his hand. It was a Bop magazine... yeah dont ask. Some young boy had thrown it at him as he ran past. He was positive it was stolen from the blond girl that appeared not long after. Of course she didnt catch the fact that landon had the magazine now since she just continued to yell at the boy and chase him. hm.. i really dont get the deal with the jonas brotheres and that robert pattinson guy... he made a face as he sighed tossing the magazine away as he passed by a garbage can.

Landon licked his lips as he followed the little trail through the park. Up ahead he noticed a dark haired guy sit down at one of the benches, he was playing something. As he neared he noticed it was some kind of game thing. Hed never played one of those befoer so he wasnt sure what it was. He wondered briefly how old he was as he made noises while he played.

He let his eyes move over him. Might be a little... eh whatever it was kind of cute... depending. Either way the rest of him looked damn good though. He smirked to himself a bit as he approached. whatcha playin? he asked nodding to the game thing in his hand.

[Ace Anderson]

I think Im finally scared now.

Ace looked up, catching the guys eyes. He tilted his head to the side.

You think Im weak. I think youre wrong.

He couldnt hear him, so he pulled an earbud out, watching it drop beside his foot. "Pardon?" He pressed the 'Select' button, pausing his game. His car froze in time.

I think youre already leaving.

He sat his PSP in his lap, fumbling with his untied shoe. He didnt quite know what to do, but he knew he didnt wanna look the guy in the eyes again. That was unfamiliar territory.

[landon miles carter]

His brows shot up when he realized he couldnt hear him. Damn he should have seen that, oh well. I asked what you were playing.. he pointed to the game again. He placed his hands on his hips as he waited for him to tell him. He watched as he fumbled with his shoe. Tilting his head he moved so he was sitting next to the guy then. His eyes moved over his hair. He had really nice looking hair.. t hick and full looking. Landon mentally frowned. he was almost jealous of his hair. Landon reached up self concious now, and touched his hair. no he still had good hair...

[Ace Anderson]

Ace pulled his hood over his head as the wind began to blow.

"Uhm.. Well, its Grand Theft Auto.. Wanna play? Its easy." He said, handing him the system.

"You just push this button to go.." He pointed to the X. "And this button to stop." And pointed to the square. "And you use the joystick to steer. But Ive finished this one. Im just playing to get the money. You get money when you run people over and take it from them. But I cant drive very well.. So I tend to get alot of money."

[landon miles carter]

Hm... he tilted his head as he listened to the guy tell him about the game. Hed heard of it, but hed never played it before. He knew someone that had been into need for speed, but that had been a computer game. Landon at the time thought the kid was a massive dork. Okay so the kid was... still is. Landon brought his attention back to the guy. I guess.... why not.. he said taking the game thing from him. Why not give it a go. He started playing a bit, but he definitely was not doing so well. Hm... looks like i cant drive so well either... he said. what other consoles you got? he asked him as he played a little bit more.. or rather... attempted to.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace shrugged. "Well, I got all the Playstation consoles at home. But most of the games are horror. And besides, my TV isnt that big. Playstation One keeps messing up.. but the others are fine. I just gotta convince my mom Im a big boy now and I can handle a bigger TV."

He laid back on the table, nodding his head to the music.

Theres only one thing to do, three words for you. I love you.

"They spoil me with everything but a TV. Go figure. Well, I didnt get the good looks of the family, thats for sure." He frowned, his hair falling out of his cool blue eyes. Or at least, that was the color for today, anyway.

[landon miles carter]

hm... he nodded. yeah.. i got the playstation 2 and 3 and xbox 360 and the wii. he said. He didnt play any of them that often, but whenever the feeling hit him at least it was there. When he crashed for the millionth time he sighed and handed it back over. whatever... apparently i cant get the damn thing to like me.. he said. he leaned back some, resting his elbows over the back of the bench. You want a big tv? he asked. I can get you a big tv. he grinned. Landon could get him a tv and not bad a lash at it. Besides... the guy was hot enough.. why not? Plus.. hello! His eyes... were... amazing and he had straight teeth... He figured that deserved enough. Landon had his own reasons as to why he would just buy someone something that was expensive and it had nothing to do with trying to get in their pants either... or being insane.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace shook his head, wrinkling up his pale nose.

"Naw. Mom says I gotta get a job. If I want a TV. We just finished moving my stuff into my dorm. Took a couple of days, but its there. My beds small though.. And Its bothering me. I used to have this BIG bed. And now I have this tiny bed." He opened his arms for emphasis, flashing him a heart stopping smile.

"But I used to sleep on the couch. So what do I know about a big bed, eh? Im Ace." He held out a pale, delicate hand, his teeth bared down into his lip.

[landon miles carter]

o.. kay.. he said. well if you really wanna get a job then get a job, but whats your mom going to know if you have a big tv unless you tell her. he said. or are you the type that tells mommy everything? he asked. where you from anyway? Here or... someplace else?

heh... the only time i slept on a couch was if i passed out there. he rubbed at his chin. They're not all that comfortable... though i am working on finding out this one kind of couch. I dont remember who had it.. but i do remember sitting on it and it was one of those couches that were so damn comfortable you like wanted to pass out within seconds of sitting on it. god its like so comfortable... i wouldnt mind sleeping on that.. i would nix my bed for one.. he nodded.

Landon shook his hand. Ace huh? that a nickname or...? he raised his brows. Im landon..

[Ace Anderson]

Ace nodded. "My real names Jacoby. But my Uncle used to call me Ace. And it kinda stuck. He said I used to be good at cards. But I couldnt have been much older than eight. How good could I have been? And If I told my mommy everything, she might get mad. Dating boys isnt exactly approved of, apparently."

He shrugged, reaching for his booksack and shoving the PSP into it. "I used to know a guy named Landon. He was kinda cool. Dated girls." He wrinkled his nose again. He zipped up the bag, sitting up against the arm of the bench.

"I never really talked to him. He was popular. Im not." He watched a cute guy walk by, then turned his attention back to Landon, a smile playing on his lips.

[landon miles carter]

jacoby.. huh i like that.. its.. not that common.. kind of like from that band.. he said i can play cards.. ilike euker.. you ever played that before? he asked. Landon was almost like a jack of all trades. It all came from going out for pretty much anything he could to gain his parents attention. Of course none of it had worked, but it worked out to give him skills on most everything...

heh.. so... you're like.. in the closet... or only with your parents? he asked. Landon tilted his head. hm.. you know.. i want to say my parents know.. but im not sure.. i cant remember. he really couldnt. even if he did tlel them they probably hadnt heard him. Hes not sure what their views are on any of that. Hes not really gay though... but oh well same thing right?

what/ theres another landon running around? thats lame.. he frowned. He liked being one of a kind... dammit! well... hey.. im popular and talking to you.. does that make up for it? he asked with a smirk. his brown eyes glinting slightly. Im better looking then him right?

[Ace Anderson]

Ace laughed, his hair blowing back into his face. But he didnt bother to brush it back. Like he told his mother: I can see perfectly fine.

"On a scale of one to ten.. Hes like.. a three. I give you a fifeteen." He said with a wide grin. He watched another guy walk by, this one not so cute. He wrinkled his nose, his MP3 player suddenly dying.

"Oh great. What luck!" He said, pulling it out of his pocket and putting the dead technology in his booksack.

"You wanna come play a game or something while my stupid MP3 player charges?"

[landon miles carter]

Landon grinned at that. a fifteen eh? well.. ill go with that. he smirked. so.. a guy like you... got someone? he asked. I mean... with that hair.. that smile and those eyes... he shrugged. I dont think i could be lucky enough to find you single. he ran his tongue over his lips. He really was pretty..... Landon liked pretty things. They were one of his weaknesses....

He smirked. well good thing you have me to entertain you... as long as i dont fail right. But i dont aim to displease so... he shrugged. Landon usually didnt, but sometimes he could be a bitch and ruin stuff, but that was just his moods.

Landons brows rose at his invitation. Sure.. he said. lead the way. he said standing up.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace smiled, another heartstopping smile. But this time, he meant to do it.

"I am single, thanks for asking. Im just kind of waiting around. For someone to impress me. Too many people come up to me and are like 'Oh my god, man! Youre gorgeous! Lets go out!' And I kinda dont know how to tell them 'I dont know you..' I know thats kind of the point of dating, is getting to know someone. But I dont want to start something with someone who could be a murderer for all I know. Not that I do background checks on my boyfriends, or anything. I think my mom might.." He smiled again, standing and throwing his booksack over his shoulder.

"Besides. People find me too annoying. And they think Im spoiled. Well, Im spoiled, but Im not mean, you know. I dated one guy once. And he dragged me everywhere, just to show people what I looked like and to claim I was his. It was kinda creepy. So I broke it off. The whole time we were together, he was always like 'You are SO annoying! Just shut up for five minutes!' But I thought I liked him.. So I kinda did what he said, you know? People are always coming up to me because they think Im cute and the minute I start talking, they tell me Im annoying and run off."

At this point he was halfways down the walk, more or less talking to himself. Which he did sometimes. He figured no one ever listened. Which, many people didnt.

"Are you coming?" He turned around, tilting his head to the side a bit.