I think im gonna like it here...

[landon miles carter]

<sup>Hed gotten his room and checked out the school a bit. He figured why not try and find his way around, so he didnt make himself into an idiot. The chat had been a bust... sort of. The people were being annoying so far and he wasnt so sure half of them even got what they were talking about.

After awhile, landon found himself bored. It wasnt hard for him to get bored. He had hoped this place would be stimulating from the beginning. Heading out of the school he went to check out the city, see what it had to offer.

Immediately he was drawn to one of the clubs. Upon walking in he noticed a lot of 'under aged' kids. His brows rose. Okay he knew that it was easy to get fake i.d., but really were they that stupid, some of them looked under age. His brows furrowed and he stepped up to a particularly young looking person.

They really serve you that? he asked referring to the drink in her hand.

The girl grinned, eyes moving over him and nodded. mmhmm

Landon looked her over himself, she wasnt particularly appealing and she seriously looked twelve. After a few more questions he learned she was seventeen and that it was legal here. he turned heading over towards the bar. Well hell... he was going to enjoy it here after all. Now as long as the people werent stuck up he was good.

So far he was already getting the vibes that people were rolling their eyes calling him a stupid american. Well what the fuck ever. As if their foreign asses have never been to america. Fuck it, all he needed was a few drinks and things would be great.</sup>

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew sat at his private table in the corner, running the laptop through the wireless. Bored had caused him to sign on to the stupid chat, and had made him look like a complete ass in front of the new guy. He sipped the vodka at his fingertips, not really caring for the drink that had been handed to him. "Is everyone underage?" he asked slowly, pushing his girlish hair through his fingers as he thought. Everyone here seemed to be so goth, why had he changed to confront it anyway.

No one had approached him so far, save for the one girl who ordered him the vodka. Andrew just yawned, not caring where the hell he was. He signed out of the chat, finding the food conversation tiresome, and stored the laptop in his small messenger bag.

[landon miles carter]

^{There was a lot of things about landon that could be considered girly. He had an obsession with smelling good so whenever he got ready for something it took him ages to get ready, probably longer then most girls. Long hot shower for his body and then he washed his hair in cold water to keep it feeling soft as hell. Then hed lotioned, fixed his hair put body}

[/b] spray on, and vanilla deodorant. By that time the lotion has soaked in enough that he can powder. He likes the way it makes his skin feel soft.

On top of that, he hates getting dirty and he loves vodka drinks. Most guys call that girly but he knows they're just jealous because its fruity but just because its fruity does not mean the alcohol content of it is any less and vodka is strong. Way stronger then any beer!

Ordering himself a red UV with lemonade he checked the club out. Clubs had a nice feel to them and besides back home he was popular as all hell. He liked to think he could just go to another country and make a spot as well. Easy as pie right? He saw a few eyes on him but so far no one approached him. Maybe they didnt do that around here. How lame. He scowled a bit as he took a drink, hsi eyes fell on a guy with dark hair, sitting in the corner, well he looked dark in general. He was sittting alone. Tilting his head to the side he figured why not.

Making his way over he took a seat. You know.. a club is a social activity. Whats up with the lone wolf act? his brows raised in question as he took another drink.[/sup][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew looked up with his dark eyes, the rings smeared from hours of staring at the computer screen. It took him longer then normal people to respond, his brain rarely working enough to process information. He sniffed, smelling vanilla and lotion. It didn't smell horrible against his own chocolate scent, or at least he thought so. Andrew pulled on the sleeves of his jacket, feeling self conscious next to this near god like man. It felt weird, the way his heart seemed to pound a little fast as he stared.

"I... I don't like people?" he couldn't find a reasonable answer to anything so he just looked down, sipping his own vodka concoction slowly. Then he smirked, turning back to his own self as he reached over for the guys drink, taking a large sip. "Or, perhaps, I was seeing who'd be lured over to my corner." Andrew shot him a wink, setting the drink back down by his hand.

[landon miles carter]

<sup>Even through the smell of alcohol and cigarette smell he could get a little hint of chocolate and he wondered if it was from the person across from him or someone else. Smells can get really mixed in clubs, sometimes it was nauseating and sometimes it was okay. Landon liked smells. On others as well as long as it wasnt incredibly strong.

Landon waited for him to reply. It seemed to take a bit longer and he wondered if the guy had even heard him. Landon sighed inwardly. He was two seconds from getting up, he could get annoyed easily when he felt like it, but finally the guy spoke. Really it may not have been as long as landon made it seem to be to himself, but he liked answers right away.

Dont like people? he made a kind of grunt noise. Well i can definitely see how this would be the most perfect place for someone that hates people. he nodded. Completely sense. his tone sarcastic.

Landon would have left then, he didnt foresee this to go how he wanted, but just then the guy reached over and took his drink. Landons brow snapped up. Scuse me? he said. you dont ask permission around here? he asked. though at the guys next comment a smirk touched his lips. Howd it taste?

Lured eh? he hmm'd. Or maybe I was taking pity? he shrugged leaning back. Whats your name dark boy? he asked.</sup>

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew chuckled, shaking his hair into his eyes. "My name's Andrew. Yours?" His voice was softer, barely above a whisper. Not that it mattered, the club was quiet enough as many people got up to leave. He reached again for the drink, sipping again. "It takes amazing." He muttered, winking and handing it back.

[landon miles carter]

<sup>Andrew? WHy did that seem familiar. He looked at the guy again. Dark... Didnt like people... named andrew. He smirked then. Andrew from the chat hmm? he asked. Landon. he supplied.

now what are the odds of me running into you? he shrugged. You really are kind of emo huh? he asked. so whats the deal with the darkness? he inquired. I cant even see your eyes. How am I supposed to know what color they are? he drummed his fingers on the table top.

His nose scrunched up when he took his drink again You really gotta get your own. he told him taking his drink back, taking another drink from it.</sup>

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew blinked, pushing his bangs out of his eyes momentarily. "Their blue." he said slowly before covering them again as the light started to bother him. "Anyway, I dunno. Just like black I guess. Plus, it's easier then having to match all my clothes!" he laughed, downing the last of his vodka as he looked around. "Yeah, I was in the chat room. Sorry 'bout how I acted." he winked, trying to find something else to drink so he wouldn't remain dreadfully sober.

[landon miles carter]

<sup>Landon leaned forward elbow on table, chin resting in his palm. huh.. so they are.. he smirked some. may be easier, but... ne splash of color. nothing... black is so monotone.. he made a face. but eh.. whatever works for ya.. he leaned back again. Mmm... he nodded when he confirmed he had been in the chat room and srhugged off his apology. what difference is it to me. if thats how you are then thats who you are.. landon glanced around. people were leaving. He sighed. so really you know im new around here, and i havent found anything yet thats making me glad I came here. Well other then the fact that the drinking age is lower then 21. he added.

How long you been around here?</sup>

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew sighed, resting his head in his hands as he thought. "Five years." with a sinking feeling he lowered himself to the table, turning his head so he could look at Landon through his hair. "Like it here?" he asked, trying to find anything to talk about. The vanilla smell was nice, but it was making him sleepy, very sleepy. That might explain why he was wearing chocolate, other then because he loved it.

[landon miles carter]

Five years... shit man. Howd you last? he asked. Oh well .. so.. you're all magical and stuff.. what can you do? he asked. um.. i dont know.. its nice but i miss my own city you know. he shrugged. but whatever, wanted to try something new.

Landon gave him a look and reached over ruffling his hair. come on now. dont pass out on me. he stood up. you dance or anything? he asked. there were still quite a few people there even though several had left, but the music was going and he could go for something physical.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew laughed, reaching up to fix his head. "Sorry man, I do a different kind of physical." he smirked, reaching over for the last of Landon's drink. He downed it easily, liking the nice buzz he was gathering. "I lasted by drinking, and other things." Andrew commented, sitting up slowly. He glanced in Landon's directions, looking away as his thoughts turned to a dark lit room.

[landon miles carter]

Oh really? he tilted his head attractively. What kind of physical exactly? he ignored the fact that this guy just finished off his drink. He wasnt so sure hed get a chance to drink much more tonight. He glanced over towards the bar, he did want another drink though. It feels like its been forever since hes drank. He turned his attention back to andrew. hm.. i see. what do you mean by other things? he asked. This kid was so allusive.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew stood up, grabbing Landon's hand and leading him to the bar. "Get what you want." he said, plopping back down on a seat. He let go quickly, smirking up at the boy as he laid his head down. "Mm, maybe one day you'll find out. Now won't you?" He sneered, laughing inside at his boldness. Of course this guy would be straight, most guys were.

[landon miles carter]

He let him lead him to the bar. Landon smirked ordering another of what he had before. want something? he asked or are you going to sit there with your head down all night? he asked. One day? hmm.. that doesnt sound too promising. he told him. we could just skip the waiting, finish the drinks and go back to your room.... he said in a suggestive manner. Really it would be great if he could get laid tonight. The night cant seriously end on a bust.