Fresh Start (OPEN)

[Ethan White]

“I was only teasing you bro. Don’t tell me you can’t take a joke,” Ethan said, laughing loudly when Braxton gave him quite the funny look (‘funny’ in this case meant it made him feel a bit awkward bad; read: the ‘come on’ look). After that and a punch to the boy’s arm (which might’ve been a little too forceful, he apologizes), he did close his mouth and listened to what the Carson twin had to say, nodding at random intervals to show that he is still with the boy despite his silence. (He did grab the boy’s glasses and put it on him with a smug grin on his face when Braxton mentioned it).

As he listened to the boy’s tale, he couldn’t help but feel a bit envious of his life. He knew Braxton was rich, but he didn’t know the boy was that rich. While they weren’t really under the poverty line, his family wasn’t high up not to worry about their finances from time to time too. Teaching doesn’t really pay much after all. Which is why the moment Ethan turned sixteen, he looked for a job almost instantly. It’s more out of want than a need really, since his father insists that they don’t really have to look if they don’t want to. Lucky for him it all went well; he’s currently working at Starbucks right now, during the MWF and during the weekends. (Though he did take the month off to relax currently; he’ll be back a week before classes begin). At first it was just so that he’d have his own money, that he didn’t have to think about how his parents would react because it wasn’t from them anymore. As time went on, the feeling developed into a sense of achievement, a feeling of independence. Which is why, to an extent, he knows how Braxton feels.

“There goes my theory. Sure you don’t have an ivory butt?” teased the older boy, in an effort to make the whole serious-business air around them. Not that he doesn’t want to know Braxton more, but it just felt a bit too serious to be comfortable. “But I get you. Responsibilities aren’t really lovely.” They tend to bog him down so much. Not cool really. “But since you made me feel so bad, I’d let you call me if you need a ride. Just don’t overdo it, ok?” he grinned as he took his phone

[/url] out. “Take that smug grin off your face, this is totally not my pick-up line, ok”?

“I don’t want to appear like a pedobear, thank you very much,” replied Ethan as he shook his head, “I do want to point out that those two hours you spend on the bus each day means two hours lost on picking college chicks up. Staying in campus means you have more time to chat with them.” He gave him a mischievous wink and nonchalantly changed the subject. “Anyway, now that K-Sig’s over, you have any more business in mind? I’m thinking of going to the gym to look for the dates of the varsity tryouts, but hey, you’re the freshie.”[/justify][/blockquote]
ooc:
ZOMG. I TOTALLY DID NOT MEAN TO OVERLOOK THIS. I was totally waiting for your reply thinking it was your turn. >.< Sorry Herl! D;
- Jam[/font]

[Braxton Carson]

"Well, no, but I have an ivory hard d..." Braxton quickly reacted to Ethan's comment. "Dude! We totally have the same cellphone!" He immediately reached his pocket and showed his BB-Torch to Ethan, which he quickly offered to the boy before taking his from his hands. "Let me save my number and pin for you here..." He quickly started tapping his number in Ethan's Torch. "There. I saved it under 'Sexy B new BFF'" Brax chuckled before returning the thing.

After getting his cellphone back, he placed in his pocket where it once was and took his sunglasses from Ethan, arguing in his mind that they looked better on himself, but kept himself from saying it while Ethan spoke.

"Ok, ok, point taken, you win, it is better to live closer to UVM, but at the moment it just is as it is." He stopped for a moment, repeating the words in his head. Did I say that right? "Oh, I already inscribed for the Ultimate club... you know, that unpopular sport with a frisbee... I'm really good." He wasn't, actually. It was just a matter of using his power with good timing and acting so no one notices anything wrong. "But yeah, no, I actually think I have to head back to PR now. We have got to party one of these days! What about we meet tomorrow or something to read and study that K-Sig webpage? What'cha say?"

[Ethan White]

Ethan simply gave a playful snort of derision when Braxton said something about possessing a hard thing of ivory. He would’ve gone and teased him about it not being believable, but considering how Raffy reacted to a certain Carson earlier, he’d say it was enough of a proof. “Please don’t tell me you’re the shadow I see around my house every night,” he laughed as he took the Carson twin’s phone and typed his number too. (He initially did the proper thing and placed his full name, in proper capitalization at that. But when he heard what Brax did, he quickly changed it to The guy with the hard, ivory d-. Two can play at that game after all).

While it wasn’t the first time he saw someone with a BB-Torch around, it gave him extreme amusement to know that his ‘bro’ had the same one too. “You know what this means?” chuckled Ethan, hugging the boy tight to his side, pulling him close ‘till their cheeks are almost touching and did the whole cheesy-wave-while-looking-at-a-distance thing, “It’s destiny.”

“Frisbee eh? Seems I have to sign up for that one too, just to test your skills,” he said with a smug grin. He punched Braxton’s arm one last time and promptly gave the guy a pat on the back. “Sounds good to me. See you tomorrow then?”

Cheesy as it may, the boy’s thinking of those nifty handshake combinations they can try.

[Braxton Carson]

"Now, I bet that is your pick-up line." Braxton mocked Ethan's destiny comment, even though he had actually thought the same thing at the same time.

Boy, he's competitive.

[/b] The fact that Ethan had suddenly decided to join Braxton in the Ultimate club sprung a little fear in his mind. Even though he didn't mind competition, he wasn't sure if he wanted to compete in something with Ethan if a good friendship was to spring from it. There was a reason why Braxton didn't have much friends, it was because he thought of most of them as competition in the game of women... Now, yes, sports is something completely different , for once, most involves balls, but still, the thought of losing a potential best friend, something he had never experienced before, made him fear just a little bit, even if it was far too early to consider at the moment.

"You won't beat me dude, don't even try it." Brax joked as he gave Ethan a one-armed-bro-hug after his continuous punches and pats. "Call you tomorrow babe, pinky promise." He winked and smiled.

Immediately after that, Braxton turned around to look for the place where the bus had left him in the morning so he could take the same route back home. It had been a good day, and he didn't know it yet, but later that night he'd sleep with a smile in his face and the reason, even if he could never even consider it, was meeting the brunette.[/justify]