Show me what Im [l o o k i n g} for. [Mat}

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton let him go, yawning. He grabbed his snake, who bit him on the finger.

"Owch.." He mumbled sleepily, prying the snake off of his finger. He put him in his e cage. Aeron hissed in protest, cold now that he didnt have the dog for heat. Braxton hissed back at him and fell into his own bed, pulling the covers over his head and knocking one of the pillows off.

Aeron continued to hiss. Braxton picked up the pillow and hurled it at the cage, hitting it gently. "Shut UP!" But it continued to hiss, crawling out of the cage and into the bed with Braxton.

"Fine. But you get that side of the bed." He said sleepily, holding out his arm for the critter to coil around.

[Mathew Antonio Valentine]

“I didn’t mean you had to leave..” he said slowly, making room for Sara to snuggle up against him. The dog resisted, curling up at his feet instead, still staring at the thing that had hurt her tail. "Whatever..." Mathew groaned, rolling over so his back was to Brax. He was silent punching a pillow in frustration, why was he always screwing up? A perfect quarterback shouldn't do that..

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton usually slept pressed against the wall, but he made it a point to sleep with his back to Mat. He was interested one second then wanted nothing to do with him the next. Braxton laid there for what he thought was an hour and still couldnt fall asleep. He stood, quietly prying his reptile from his arm and placing it in the cage. He grabbed a book and walked out of the room, shoving his hand in his pocket before he left. He sat under one of the street lights, opening his book and beginning to read, not really interested in the book.

[Antosha Cobb]

Antosha drummed the air with his fists, voice almost shouting the lyrics as he sung. "My love's like an arm chair, it's inclined to recline, and sweep you off of your feet.
My structure is perfect. There's no flaw in design, a decent buy for you. There's no rest for a luxury, there's no rest for me." he screamed the first words, contorting the song into his own twisted way. The flashed against the many metal in his face, no way would he be getting past a metal detector looking like that.

"Now that I'm used up and my arms start to fade, you can pay to upgrade. Or you can replace me, finalize my demise, a new surprise for you. There's no rest for a luxury, there's no rest for me" he grinned wildly into the empty air, glad no one was around to watch him. Ant twirled in a circle, coming up short when he saw a boy on the bench near him.

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton heard him but paid him no mind. He pulled his knees to his chest, turning the page of his book. Sometimes he wondered why he bothered with life. Then again, he wondered why his mom didnt abort them. Him and his brother. They had been treated like mistakes their whole lives, and it had made them cold and cruel. Braxton wondered if Brendan was finally happy now with a girlfriend who really cared for him.

He shook his head and actually tried to pay attention to his book. It was starting to get interesting. Jack Torrace's little boy had found a dead woman in the bathtub of the room the chef had told him not to go and and now the pruny woman was chasing him.

Run run run!! He thought.

[Antosha Cobb]

Antosha looked at him, half drunk with anger. That dude was the guy hitting on his sister. "Oi! Asshole! Where the fuck is your brother?!" he screamed, stalking right over into the guy's bubble. Without bothering with niceness he shoved his face in the other dude's area, demanding attention. Demanding it NOW.

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton raised an eyebrow, a guy suddenly in his face. The guy was scary enough, the word clown coming to mind, although he couldnt think why.

"Brendan? I dont know. Aint my day to watch him." He shrugged, talking calmly. This guy had a little more than a drink of alcohol on his breath. Brendan must be messing with some hardcore people and he was going to get his ass handed to him if he didnt stop.

"Sorry man. I think hes watching the new movie he brought with his girl." He shrugged again. "He might be sleeping, its half past nine."

[Antosha Cobb]

Antosha growled, punching the lamp post behind Brax's head. Not bothering when the pain hit him, not caring if he broke another figgin' knuckle. "I don't fucking care, tell me where the hell he is you I'll hurt you instead. Understand, gay shit?" He was furious, he was drunk. He wanted the faggot to bakc the hell off his sister, it didn't matter if he couldn't talk to her anything. But that faggot. The fucking faggot he could deal with.

[Braxton Reid]

"Man. I dont know where hes at. Did you check Diane's dorm?" He asked. He debated running back to his dorm but knew there was nothing Mathew could do. Or would do, for that matter. Mathew didnt care about him that much. If this guy killed him, no one would care.

"I seriously dont know where hes at. Just because were twins doesnt mean were attatched at the hip."

[Antosha Cobb]

"Fucking worthless faggot, your not good for shit. You know that?" Antosha laughed crueling, twisting his features to look like a complete jack ass. Not like Brynn was here to see, not that Brynn would ever see this side of him. He was tempted to light up a cigarette just to burn it on the gay boys skin, or maybe just catch him on fire. Anything to keep from being so bored.

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton tried not to show how scared he was, tried not to show how close to tears he was.

Mathew.. My God, Mathew please...

He wanted to look back down at his book, but he was sure if he was to do that, the guy was sure to hit him. He looked around the guy, seeing a stray cat wander across the parking lot.

My God, Im gonna die...

[Antosha Cobb]

Ant sneered, feeding off the guy's fear eagerly. "Your scared? How cute. A scared little faggot..." his laughter was cruel as he pinned the guy to the back of the bench. "I wonder... With no one around, I could take you. Right here. Right now." He sneered again, moving closer to the little man.

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton arched his back, trying to push the guy off.

'C-come on, man.." He said, biting his lip. He scanned the guys face, trying to find any sign of laughter, any sign that he was kidding. His heartrace picked up, fear coursing through his veins.

"I-I dont know where he is. I-..." He pleaded, sure they were falling on deaf ears.

[Antosha Cobb]

"Wanna fuck, little faggot?" He raised an eyebrow, not shifting as the boy tried to push him away. Ant sneered again, pressing his lips against the boy's skin, not giving a fuck if he wanted to or not. He nibbled the boy's neck, not hard enough to draw blood of course. But the faggot was at his mercy, no way could he escape the grasp.

[Braxton Reid]

Braxton shook his head, trying to pull away. Doing this with Mat, in a bed, would be totally diffrent. He pressed his wrists against the guys hands, trying to push him off. He would have screamed, had he not been afraid what the guy would do id he did.

"I-.. stop.." He murmured, starting to squirm. He tried to pull his neck away from the boys mouth, not wanting any part of him.

"Gah.."