(Read the memo please! ^^)
The next morning at breakfast was rather an odd one. Now that Cohle was there, he surely kept the excitement going if Gavin didn't. He kept making passes at Take who would blush and squirm uncomfortably in reply. Take! Blushing! Now that was a new one. Take who was the social outcast, yet still Mr. Popular none-the-less. Take who was so loud and obnoxious, but still always nice. Take who could handle anything. Blushing! It was hard to imagine but true. "So...what about the sleeping arrangements?" Gavin asked, bringing you out of your thoughts. He was getting too much amusement out of this Cohle guy. At first, he had been a bit jealous, since Cohle had come to your rescue the other night, and not he, but he got over that as soon as he found out how much Cohle liked Take. "Oh! I call Tak-chan's bed!" called out Cohle. "No way! I'm sleeping in my bed!"
"Exactly," stated Cohle, smirking. Take's cheeks flushed as he stared down at his plate.
Truth was, you had totally forgot about sleeping. With a new roommate, you would need another bed or something. As crazy as it was, the night before, you all had just crashed where you were. You on the couch, Take in the armchair, and Cohle on the floor, by the chair. But now... "Well, Cohle could sleep on the couch..." you suggest. Cohle opens his mouth to object, probably to say something to upset Takashi, but Gavin shoots him a warning glance. "Oh, okay, fine. Couch it is."
"So Cohle, what about your job at the club? You quit that?"
"No, actually my dad owns it. I just help out there sometimes. But then I decided to get a job as an entertainer on this ship. Love the glamour. And as a plus, I get to spend a week with my darling Takashi. (Take's face turns an even darker crimson) "Oh cool. So you gonna stay with it, or quit after the cruise is done?"
"I dunno. I've always loved entertaining, so we'll see how it goes." You quickly down the rest of your juice, and say, "So, you guys wanna go watch a movie? They have a pretty small selection, but let's get one anyway." Everyone agrees, and you head up to the front desk, to chose one of a whopping 7 movies. "Let's see...they've got Moulan Rouge, Shrek, Pirates of the Caribbean, Happy Gilmore, Saw, The Rugrats Movie (lol), and Garden State. Take and Cohle both vote for Saw, Gavin for Pirates of the Caribbean, and you for ______.
"Oh c'mon," Gavin whines. "I don't wanna see some bloody horror movie! I want action!"
"Are you friggin kiddin' me!? Horror's the best kind of movie!" Cohle returns.
"Yeah and who wants to watch ruddy pirates?" Take adds.
You stay quiet, clearly ammused, but then to stop the bickering say, "Well how about we chose something we all agree on. Otherwise it's no movie."
"N-no movie...?"
"Nope. None." You cross your arms over your chest, and try to look parental, but inside your cracking up.
This shuts them up, none-the-less, and you all decide on _______.
(whichever you want. ^^)
You all go up to your room to watch it. You flop down on the couch, with Gavin next to you, Take sits on the chair, and Cohle sits on the floor in front of Take. You notice Takashi put his legs up. Laughing, you turn on the movie.
:snore: (Whoops...did I put you to sleep? Hehe...sorry.)
Halfway though, you find yourself becoming bored. Not surprising, seeing as you've seen this movie about 10 million times. You sigh, then a thought occurs to you. Silently, you grab a handful of popcorn, and throw it at Gavin nonchalantly. The you snap your head away, and pretend to be inspecting your fingernails as a very pissed Gavin wheels on you. "What the hell!? I was watching the movie Cale!" You turn to him, and try to hide your grin behind a mock frown. "Why, whatever do you mean, dearest Gavin? That I, your one and only, would throw something at you?"
"Oh please, save the sweet talk for when we're in bed, hun. Now, your gonna so get it." He reached into the bowl of popcorn, and took out a handful, then tossed it at you, hitting you square in the face. He keels over in laughter, and you just stare at him, bewildered. "Gotcha!" he yells. "Oh, you gonna get it now!" you yell, grabbing for the bowl. But to your dismay, he used the rest of popcorn to throw at you. You put on a pout and say, "Grrrr...ah, skrew you. I'll go get more popcorn. But when I come back, it's payback." You look in the small cupboard of your room, but in finding no popcorn, realize you have to go down to the kitchen, on the first floor of the ship. "Be right back!" you yell, and shut the door behind you. Wandering down the hall, you run your finger's though your hair. Jeez...was I just flirting? What have I been doing lately!? I thought I didn't like him... Your thoughts are abruptly ceased as a hand comes crashing down on your back. "Ow! Wuhtha...!" A rather broad, square face grins at you. "Heya Cale. What's going on?" It was Shaun. Shaun, the overly Christian, super religious geek. "Er...hey Shaun...nothing much I guess."
"Oh that's cool. What're you doing in your room with all those guys? Hm?"
"Uh...nothing? We were watching a movie..."
"Oh really? What movie?"
"_______."
"Oh I've seen that. Not very good, if I say so myself. So why aren't you watching it?"
"I'm getting popcorn. Now are we done playing 20 questions, because I need to get back."
"Oh of course. Wouldn't want you to miss your fuck-fest." He smirks, and you flush. "Wh-What!? What the hell are you talking about!?" "I know where you were last night, Cale. Going out dressed like a stripper, there's only one place you could have been going. And you went there with Gavin. Now tell me you two didn't do anything while out." You stare at him, trying to look innocently puzzled. "I-I don't know what your talking about. We...er...went to a party. And danced with some, uh, girls. Yeah." He just glowers at you, malice in his glare. "You know bloody well what you were doing. And if there's nothing I hate more than Satan, it's homo's. They're the lowest, infectuous scum to crawl on this planet," he hissed. He grabs your shoulder and shoves you into the wall. You hit it with surprising force, causing a loud thud. You wince, and you feel a throbbing pain skate up your arm like a hot knife, slicing each nerve on the way. Cringing, you start to stand up, but Shaun pushes you down again. His foot makes head-on contact with your jaw, and you feel a droplet of blood trickle down. His foot strikes again, this time in your ribs. For a thin, tiny geek he sure was strong. You gasp as it knocks the air out of you, and take in small, shallow breaths. His hand moves back, and as if by a spring, it flies forward, about to touch base with with your cheek, but is caught by another. You look up wearily, and notice Gavin in front of you, Shaun's fist caught in his. "You little..." he hisses. He isn't able to get the rest out though, because his free fist then hits Shaun square in the cheek. Shaun tumbles backward, falling on the ground. Before he can get up, Gavin rushes to you. "Oh my God. Caleb, what did he do? Are...are you hurt bad? Oh shit." He picks you up carefully, and drapes your arm around his shoulder. You lean on him gratefully. He starts to walk with you tentatively, but Sauns's voice calls him back.
Uh-oh...
Poor Caleb!!!
"Gay fag..." he hisses with malevolence in his eyes, rubbing the now bruised cheek. You try to ignore him, continue walking, but Gavin wheels on him. "WHAT DID YOU CALL HIM!?" Fury dominates his eyes, strinking fear into even you. "Gavin, please...it's okay. Just ignore him..." you plead, tugging on his arm. "No Caleb! I said, 'What did you call him!?'" Shaun smirks, "I called him a gay fag...but I could call him much worse..." a grin plays on his face, as Gavin's turns purple in fury. Then, in one swift movement, Gavin has Shaun pinned up against the wall, so his legs are dangling. "Wanna say that again nerd?" Shaun's face is contorted with fear, and he pulls his legs in closer to his chest, so he's at least a good 3 feet off the ground. "I-I-sure. He-He's a g-gay *cough* fag...and you are too..." This only infuriated Gavin more. He placed his hand on the offender's throat and closed it. Shaun's face started to turn bright red, from lack of air. "Gavin! Stop! Please!" you shout, but he doesn't. His hand tightens, and Shaun's legs start to fall down from his knees, and relax. "SO!? HOW ABOUT NOW!? YOU GOT THE NERVE TO SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT NOW!?" Shaun managed to choke out, "N-no...s-so *cough* sorr-" He was choking. You could see by the glazed look in his eyes, that he couldn't breath, and he was about fall unconcious...or die. "G-Gavin! GAVIN STOP! STOP IT NOW! PLEASE" He's still not listening, staring intently at his prey. Tears start streaming down your face, but you pay them no mind as you just keep shouting, "GAVIN! P-Please! I-*cough* If you-Gavin! You're killing him! If you kill him you'll-you'll...GAVIN PLEASE! DON'T LET HIM DIE! NO!!!!" You're now completely sobbing, unable to say anymore. Luckily, you don't have to, as Gavin hears you and loosens his grip. Shaun falls to the floor, coughing and sputtering, gripping his neck. Gavin looks shocked, and he just stands there. His eyes look filmy, and tears start to trickle down his cheeks as he stares at his hands. "Wh-what...What did I just...Oh my God. N-Not again...Oh please lord, not again." He looks at you, confused and distraught. And you just stare back at him. Surprisingly, you weren't frightened. You felt sad, and concerned. Something had happened. Something in his past, that was much more than a little insult. "Gavin...Gavin I..." You stand up, and stumble over to him, and attempt to put your arms around him. But he shoves you away, fear behind his eyes. "No! No Caleb! Don't come near me! Don't!" You're shocked and say, "Gavin, no...I...it's okay! It's okay! Nothing can happen!" You try to step closer to him again, but he backs away. "Caleb, don't come near me! You dont know what I'm like! I don't want to hurt you! It's happening all over again! I...I thought he had healed me..." Gavin's voice cracks and tears continue down his face. He then turns and runs, down the hall, away from you. You just stand there, staring after him. "G-Gavin...I-I do understand..." you say softly.
O.O
END! Woooo! Well, that does it for QSS #7! Drama! Ooooh! Okay, enough of my craziness! Now, let me warn you, the next quiz will be...*gulp*...flashbacks. Yes, I know, it's what EVERYONE hates, but to make it better, I'll add a little treat in the results. A hilarious little short using some of the characters. But other than that, you'll just have to bear with me. ^^''' Hope you enjoyed! Ciao for now!
Don't End!!! (I'm sorry...but I must.)
Hopefully number eight will be out soon. I can't promiss though. I know, I know, those are the dreaded words from a writer. But please bear with me! Okay, thank you for reading! Love you all! Rate and message! Ciao for now. ^-^
