Just hanging around {Robbie}

[Craven Grimley]

So much had happened. It seemed like Craven's whole world had changed into something drasticly different. His best friend had become his girlfriend or whatever you called it and apart from that, he had managed to piss off some redhead called Martin with his spilled words. To be honest, Craven just felt the need to be around Robbie. Robbie who didn't care much what he said and didn't pay attention to his hero alterego. Who brushed things aside and just had fun. He'd woken up that sunday morning and decided it was time for him to have a little fun and after taking a walk with Gia, he was now ready and dressed for a drink or two with Robbie.

Craven had decided to send a message to Robbie, telling him to meet up with him in the Auditorium and maybe they could go out into the club district. They could party for some of the night or do something... anything to distract him. He somehow knew that if Craven brought up his insecurities about Gia, it would not sit well with Robbie. He could only imagine that it would ruin a mood that Craven was attempting to create. His eyes scanned the empty seatting in the Auditorium. Was he early or was Robbie late?

What was there to do on a sunday anyway, except homework? Craven licked his lips and shifted his weight on the tiny little stage he was seated on, legs dangling down from it and began to hum a little to the music in his head. One song that had been stuck in his head all day was a song from the singer Alex band called Never let you go. He had no idea what Tanner was doing today but he knew he craved some company that did not require saying the right thing every spare second of silence. Alex, the thief, had reminded Craven of Robbie in a way.

It had been a conversation that had not required any effort and at the end of it, there were no foul looks and evil words, telling Craven he'd failed at basic human interactions. He lowered his eyes, feeling guilt ridden again at the thought of the red head telling him to bugger off in more words then that but the message was clear. The door opened and Craven's head shot up before he pushed himself off the stage of the auditorium.
"Hey! I'm sorry if I was bugging you or if you were busy. Just needed some company. Hope you don't mind. I'm buying if it helps?"
Craven gave Robbie a light hearted grin and dug his hands in his pockets watching his friend.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Getting a text in the middle of making out had to be the biggest cockblock ever but even Dani had asked him to answer the text when she found out it was Craven. After apologising profusely to Dani and giving her another long and very distracting kiss, Robbie parted ways with his girlfriend and made his way down to the auditorium to find one of his friends on stage.

He rubbed a hand through his hair in an attempt to make it less messy, only to get it even messier as his other hand rose to wave at Craven. "Sup, C." He greeted the other boy and gave a dismissive wave at his apology. "No harm done, man. But that definitely helps!" Robbie chuckled before swinging an arm around the shorter boy, maneuvering both of them towards the exit.

"So what do you have planned, m'friend?"

[Craven Grimley]

Craven frowned at the state his companion was in. Ruffled hair, creased shirt. Oh God. He HAD interrupted something. And suddenly he felt on top of the world beside Robbie. He'd just left whatever rendez vous he'd had with his girl to be with Craven, a mate? Oh God.... He'd just left a make out session for him. Craven went from overjoyed to very much deflated and his shoulders slumped.
"Oh God. I even have anti-social texts. Do you think it's contagious? You might not wanna stand so close to me or touch me. It might rub off..."

Craven said with a tone of dejectment to his words. He felt comfort when the arm wrapped around his shoulders and he headed to the doorway with his companion a smile on his face. His hands stuck in his pockets as his blue eyes found the ground, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, we could head down town, have a couple of drinks, get some dinner and then I will probably get drunk enough to tell you about Gia."
Now the about Gia part wasn't a shock cause Craven MOSTLY only spoke about Gia.

He was sure Robbie would get hellishly annoyed by it at some point if he wasn't already. Gia was his best friend that had now turned into his girlfriend and not only that but his first kiss as well. He needed some advice but he was kinda uncertain as to how Robbie would take it or what sort of advice he'd be given. 'Just get on in there' was not the kind of thing that he wanted to hear when he didn't actually know how to 'get on in there'. Craven gulped then thought about the two boys he'd met during the week.

"Oh and I was wondering if you know these two guys called Martin and Alex?"
Suddenly that sounded so childish and Craven pursed his lips quickly thinking of a back up line to that question.
"They're like dating or something and the one hates me and the other one doesn't, or doesn't seem to be and I gave them each something that Jet stole and I'm obsession over my choice of owners for the pieces of jewelry. "

And here came the rambling. It was mainly cause he really didn't WANT to seem like a total dork in front of Robbie all the time. Robbie knew so many people and he was cool and popular and Craven was... well Craven which made their friendship a bit of an oddity. Craven stuck to the quiet girls. The girls that were shy and cute and weren't at all sexy but rather cute and it was mainly girls he stuck to anyway. He had far more girl friends then he had guy friends and those were few two. To be honest, the reason Craven was as shy as he was, was due to the fact that his mouth was a just unmanageable at times.

[Robbie Wilkes]

"What? No! Besides, I'm pretty sure if you come in close contact with me, I might rub off on you." Robbie chuckled, not really caring how his words were coming off. "Not that you need any rubbing. Do you? C, we gotta get you some girls." Robbie grinned.

"Aww yeah, that's what I'm talking about!" Robbie maneuvered both of them out of the auditorium and through the halls, all the while with his arm around Craven's neck. "Drunk enough. Psh. You don't need to be drunk enough to talk about Gia. How is she anyway?"

Had Robbie known Craven needed advice, the blond would have shoved the boy into Estelle's arms because a) she was a girl and b) she was a girl and c) she had more insight about girls. And d) all of the above. Really, she was a better friend than Robbie was. Which isn't to say that he won't attempt at consoling Craven should he need it.

"Martin and Alex? No. I don't think so." The names did not connect to his brain which meant he didn't find them important. "Jet brought jewelry? Again? That bird is sick." Robbie grinned enthusiastically. "Look, no good has ever come out of any kind of obsession. Just drop it and don't worry." He ruffled the shorter boy's hair and pushed him out of the school entrance and out of the compound. "Freedom!"

Robbie led Craven over to the nearest pub, getting their fake IDs ready. The blond had filled out the past couple weeks and definitely looked the part. Craven had an old timey face so he was a shoo-in for entrance. They wouldn't have a problem. "So you're paying right?" Robbie showed the bouncer his card along with Craven's and was ushered in.

"Gravy," he pocketed his ID and went straight to the bar with Craven behind him. "So what are you having?"

[Craven Grimley]

Craven blushed bright red at the mention of being rubbed up. Oh God. He'd forgotten how easy it was for other people to tell that he was a total virgin in every way and form. It was easy because things like this, just this simple thing spoken like that, was making him blush really badly. Craven sighed when he heard Robbie mention that he needed a girl and slowly shook his head.
"Not anymore..."
Craven muttered more under his breath then to Robbie hoping to just hop over the subject of getting together with his first kiss.

He'd never told anyone of his and Gia's friends why they were not talking to one another. He just pretended that it wasn't happening or that Gia really didn't exist. It was easier then telling everyone 'Yeah, she kissed me and so I ran away with my tail between my legs like a 7 year old school boy.' Now that would really up his social status. Craven gave a sigh at the mere idea. Robbie would catch on that something had happened just at the mere mention of Gia's name in passing conversation and he was very much aware of the fact that he'd have to spill eventually.

He was dragging out that moment long and far fearful of the full reaction he'd get from Robbie. Of course he was sure Robbie would be all supportive and he'd be all... 'I don't know about that'. Craven hated that he was cowardly. Even when it came to his best friend but she exprected soooo much from him that he just saw tears when ever he thought about her these days. Robbie asked about Gia as they headed down the hallway and Craven glanced around looking for a way to wiggle out the topic of conversation hoping to dear God something would come up.

There we go!
"You want to get me a girl huh? What kind of girl and how do you know I need one? "
Craven smirked at his friend for a moment figuratively patting himself on his back for that clean shave. He added a shrug about Gia, hoping Robbie would see that the topic held little to no interest for him. Typical Robbie. Grinning about Jet's obsession with stealing... and his own with returning the stolen items. Gia helped though.

Thank God for Gia. She took these things seriously. Craven rolled his eyes at being told to stop obsession and twitched away from the ruffling before moving a bit away from Robbie so he could straighten his hair out a little more.
"Robbbbbbbbiiiiieeeee, I'm trying to make an impression and what's so great about freedom anyway...?"
Craven had to jog a bit to keep up with Robbie.

Craven was also coming to the realization that Martin and Alex were fake names and that he was the most niave sixteen year old in the entire world! His shoulders slumped at the thought that he'd been conned and he stuffed his hands in his pockets. Boy, did he ever wanna get drunk right now. Craven allowed for Robbie to take the lead when they were together and right then was no different. He watched the cards being flashed and they were inside before he knew it, heading over to the bar at a trot like a loyal puppy at it's master's heel.

"Gravy? I can't believe you can use that word and it could be considered as cool because he's coming from you. If I said that the cool police would come out of no where and gun me down. "
Craven chuckled when they reached the bar, forgetting completely that a moment earlier he'd been all upset about the redhead and blonde. Craven pulled forth a wallet and within it was a whole load of notes thanks to daddy trying to buy affection rather then work for it. Craven pulled out a twenty and held it to Robbie.

"I challenge you to a shot duel! Five... let's make them, different shots, for each of us. I pick Tequila and Sambucca. You pick the other three since you are the oldest and you are the one ordering them."
Craven smirked and leaned across the bar watching his friend with mischievious eyes.