..<Sic Transit Gloria (james)

[danny cole]

All he wanted was to hold her
But she's probably just looking for

He sat on the edge of the rather uncomfortable, cheap couch in such a position that would of had a ballerina faint. His shoulders were slumped forward and his skinny as was in constant danger of slipping off the edge, but his face was screwed into concentration and, for once, a nasty grin was not upon his face. His green eyes pierced the TV screen as the notes flew by on it, his long pale fingers delicately punching the buttons on a strange looking guitar. Instead of strings, there were five different brightly colored buttons, all of which seemed to match up to the ones flashing by on the television. Avenged Sevenfold's "Beast and the Harlot" was blaring, yet the guitar was louder and the voice diluted. Guitar Hero. The video game that so fascinated all the teens had hooked Danny, the one thing he liked just as much as anyone else in this school. He was good at it, also - he could play the best songs on Expert and not even break a sweat. The song reached it's final notes, and grinningly, he accepted his score. 98%. Oh hell yes.

He set the plastic red guitar adorned with stickers down and groaned, stretching his arms and wiggling his fingers, which were beginning to cramp up. That could happen when you played this game as much as Danny. He laughed to himself and stood up, swaying slightly, getting used to his feet. He had been doing Guitar Hero for the best part of four hours now, seeing as Seth had vanished and he had no idea where Raine was. A dark shadow crossed his mind and he frowned at the thought, shaking it off. He trusted both of them with his life - there was no reason to think that Seth's woman-obsession would bring him to commit the ultimate act of betrayal. Hell, they loved eachother. So why would he think that? And yet he couldn't seem to lose that doubt that was plaguing his mind, for he felt bad just pondering about it. He wanted to trust them. He had to trust them.

His combat boots slapped loudly on the floor as he entered the small kitchen area, opening the fridge and looking inside for something suitable to drink. With a grin he pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels - Seth's favorite - and took a hearty swig, feeling the drink burn down his throat and savoring it. Personally he prefered vodka, but then again, anything that burned was okay with him. Plus, Seth would be pissed that he was drinking his booze, and it served the fucker right for disapearing off the face of the earth like that. Carelessly he took another swig and smacked his lips accordingly, a smirk upon his face as he did so. Drinking alone wasn't really any fun, but then again, he wasn't trying to get tipsy. He was just thirsty. And that happened to be the first thing that he saw. Right? Snorting at his own thoughts, Danny replaced the drink and closed the fridge, swinging around on the spot to turn on a boom box. It began to play Anti-flag, and he sighed in apparent peace, plopping down on a hard-backed chair and putting his heavy shoes up on the wooden table.

[James DeCosta]

James walked by himself along the halls, door after door after door, knocking and knocking on every doorknob as he whistled something that'd been stuck with him since morning. He hasn't gotten his dorm yet. He was checking the place out. It seemed alright, although his house was way better. But this was his senior year, he had to do it right. Dorms weren't really his thing, but it'll be cool living by himself and amongst his friends. His dad wouldn't be completely alone at home since he's met someone and James figured they'd fool around a lot since she was really hot. Oh, the bone structure of a woman. He'd worship her as his own queen if she were only some years younger or his age. But he and his dad are buddies, he'd never do that to him. Thinking about it more, he found that he was having another of those gross but insanely hot fantasies of his. So he's thinking about his dad's girlfriend. Whatever, she's hot.

Aimlessly wandering along the corridor, his immature, steamy fantasy was cut short as he noticed that one of the doors he was eventually going to knock on, was slightly open. He thought he heard someone opening alcohol for a second, and did not hesitate to look who's inside. He totally forgot that it wasn't his place, but as he looked around the room and saw Danny, he grinned and immediately exclaimed, "Yo!" before nudging the little toy guitar on the floor with his sneaker.

"So this your room, I see," he laughed, amused by the thought of Danny playing Guitar Hero as he looked at the multi-colored guitar controller on the floor. He placed his hands inside his pockets as he began to walk around the dorm, checking out the cool and uncool stuff Danny had in it. "So what's up, man?"