Fine Again [Open!}

[Ace Anderson]

It seems like everydays the same.

Ace was wandering around the harbour, his earbuds in his ears. He hummed softly. His bright green eyes looked around, looking for the boy he had seen in the garden. He just couldnt get him off his mind. He was so sweet, so calm. So gorgeous. Ace thought he might have a chance at this guy.

And Im left to discover on my own.

But then again, there was the boy from the park. And he was sweet enough. Something about him made Ace want to just be around him. And then something else drove him away. Possibly the possibilty that the boy was straight? But even if he was, Ace supposed he wouldnt mind being just friends, if thats what the boy wanted.

It seems like everything is grey.

But what if they both ask me out? How will I be able to choose? He thought, biting his lip with his abnormally straight teeth. He got more compliments on his teeth, his ever changing eyes, and his hair than he had ever heard anyone get in their life.

And theres no color to behold.

Id hate to hurt them.. Maybe I should get to know them first? Im sure one of the two must be lying about being single and wanting me.. Whats the chances that two guys would want me? Slim to none, thats what.. He bit down into his peach. Some people found it an odd fruit to carry around and eat. But sometimes Ace just couldnt get enough!

They say its over and Im fine again.

"Maybe only one will ask and I wont have to worry myself sick about them. But what if hes already with someone?" He growled, the thoughts racing through his head making him crazy. "Besides. The boy from the park doesnt seem to be the type to just stick to me when theres tons of people around here willing to put out for him. The one from the garden might be loyal.. Or he might be a player too. Am I a player for doing this?"

[Andrew Simons]

I feel irrational

He looked up, silent as the grave as another guy walked onto the harbor. Andrew paused, brush frozen mid stroke on the paper. The colors were blending, but he didn't mind. It would be just another master piece gone to waste. He sighed, setting down the brush with a pale hand.

So confrontational

His cold blue eyes turned in his head, striking against the black hair. He watched the boy, breath showing in small puffs as the air chilled. With a grunt he pushed the poster board into the water, chains from his too skinny - too tight - jeans making a screeching noise. Watching the master piece float away into the dark abyss made him feel so much better.

To tell the truth

Andrew pushed away a lock of his crunchy hair, not caring who thought what. "Fucking freak." he muttered to himself, pushing past the guy. He wasn't upset, not at that guy anyway. It was more at the one who wouldn't leave his thoughts. Landon. The boy was dominating his thoughts, and it was impossible to deal with.

And you're the master

He sneered at the boy, just as the sky broke open. Andrew looked up quickly, letting the rain pour onto his own face before turning to the boy. He shook his head, leaning against the rails beside him and opening an umbrella above their heads.

[Ace Anderson]

Try to stay sober.

The first thing Ace did as the sky broke open was pull on his hood. Catch him without a jacket with a hood of somesort and you should probably rush him to the hospital.

Feels like Im dying.

"Thanks" He murmured, looking over at the guy. He was cute enough. But from what Ace could gather, he had ALOT on his mind. Things Ace didnt want to pry with.

And I am aware now of how everythings gonna be fine.

Ace brushed past him, walking into the pouring down rain. His earbuds tucked safely in his hood, he turned his music up a little louder, his thoughts turning to Alexander. He shook his head, trying to brush away the thoughts. But they stuck with him.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew shook his head again, thinking that this guy was an idiot. The hood was cloth, so no doubt he would just get wetter. With a grunt he pushed himself up, walking quickly to hold the umbrella over him. Trying to be a nice guy.

All thoughts brushed out of his head, trying to focus on being on the here and now. He yawned, accidently stumbling into the guy, falling to the ground on top of him. He blushed, jumping back up as quickly as he'd fallen. "And this is why I don't follow people.." he joked, offering a hand to the guy he had fallen on.

[Ace Anderson]

"You can at least buy a guy a cup of coffee first." He joked, pulling himself up. He was wetter than he had wanted to be, and was getting wierd looks. But he didnt care.

He pushed his hood back, the water washing over his jet black hair. It clung to his face, as did his smile. Abnormally thin, his clothes clung to him too. But he didnt care. As long as he was wet, he might as well play in the rain. He shoved his MP3 player into his booksack, then jumped into a puddle, the water splashing up and getting his jeans muddy.

And even though he was still getting wierd looks, he continued to skip through the puddles, a smile on his face.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew laughed, leaning against a light post to watch the boy. "Your wet." he commented, smiling at him softly. He brushed his wet hair from his face, rubbing his eyes to fix the smearing eyeliner. It seemed strange, watching someone this closely, but somehow he felt as if something bad were going to happen. But how would he know? Andrew shook his head softly, clothes clinging to his frame as he watched. The boy was acting so much like a child, but it made him laugh.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace continued to hop from one puddle to the next, getting muddier and muddier by the second. He heard a few people snicker, but paid them no mind. He didnt care what they thought. People always teased him about acting like a child, when in all reality, he was just having fun. And he didnt care what they thought about that. They could be stiff and rude. He was going to be a kid again.

"Come play with me!" He called at the boy, now halfway down the sidewalk. "Its fun!"

He smiled at him, his green eyes dancing.

Maybe I made a new friend. He thought, waving at him.

"Come on, slow poke!"

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew ran after him, sliding through the mud to stop by the boys side. "I didn't want to get my shoes wet." he laughed, leaning down to throw mud at a passing stranger. The man glared at him, yelling something quite rude. He stuck out his tongue, hiding behind Ace so no one would see him. "Nuu! Run! He coming!" he giggled, grabbing the boys hand to run off as the old man took off after them.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace squeeled like a little kid, pulling the boy after him. He giggled, collapsing on a bench once the man stopped chasing them. He panted, a wide grin on his face. He hadnt had this much fun in years. But the rain wasnt letting up. And there was still fun to be had. He pulled the guy to a near by deserted park, hiding his booksack in a tree hole and jumping on the slide.

"Come play with me!"

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew laughed, running after him. "But! I wanted to swiing!" he complained, climbing up the slide the wrong way to get him. "You better run, little boy. 'Cuz I'm the big bad wolf!!" he giggled, roaring pitifully in an attempt to make the boy laugh. It was a game he had played with his big brother before, the squealing and laughter was always fun. Then guys took it too far, the big bad wolf became the big bad pervert. But Andrew laughed, slipping down the slide on accident.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace squeeled, laughing hysterically.

"RAWR!" He growled, jumping over his head and landing on his feet in the gravel. Some people think hes half cat. But truthfully, he hated cats. He ran to the swings, standing on it and swinging his hips back and forth, the swing rocking.

"Cant catch mee!" He squeeled, a smile on his lips. He stuck his tounge out at the boy, giggling. Something clicked. He had never had this much fun in his whole life. Maybe he and this guy could be alittle more than strangers.

Maybe Ace had met his new best friend? He wrinkled his nose teasingly.

"Slow poke!"

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew roared, jumping after him and skidding on the rocks. "Ow!!!" he screamed, clutching his bleeding hands. He had been having so much fun too, up until he skinned his hands on the sharp rocks. It burned a lot, and it almost caused tears to well up in his eyes. "Owie..." he muttered, sitting on his butt as rain poured down. Both of the boys were coated in mud, but he just smiled, looking up at his new friend with tears streaming down his cheeks.

[Ace Anderson]

"Aw." Ace mumbled, feeling really bad about him falling. He kinda felt like it was his fault.

"Dont cry, mkay?" He said, brushing away his tears as he pulled off his jacket, then his shirt, brushing the rocks out of his wound as gently as he could. The rain felt cold on his exposed skin. But Ace didnt mind. He was too worried about fixing his friend.

His pants fell a little as he knelt down, holding Andrews hands in his as he applied pressure to his palms, his shirt pressed to his hands, trying to get the bleeding to stop.

"This little pigs gonna fix you right up, okay?" He smiled, pulling him to his feet. "We just gotta get to my booksack."

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew smirked, jumping on him instantly. "Gotcha." he mumbled, holding the boy closer. "And a win for the big bad wolf?" he asked, holding his new friend around the waist, taking care not to get blood on his pants. "My prize will beeee...." he paused dramatically, winking at Ace with another smirk. "A kiss!" he teased, gently pressing his lips to Ace's. He might not have a crush on the guy, but that was how he acted around his best of friends, besides. His lips were too kissable to ignore.

[Ace Anderson]

Ace smiled, kissing him playfully before pulling away.

"Thats cheating, Mr. Wolf." He teased, poking his nose as he wiggled away. "Youre 'upposedta blow my house down. Not pretend youre hurt, silly!"

He giggled, pulling himself up and brushing away the rocks. And brushing off the kiss while he did it. Not physically. Andrews lips were to soft to ignore. But he told himself hed pretend it didnt happen. He had another guy to worry about, didnt he?

But theyre both cute! He smiled, brushing his hair out of his eyes.