Posted

Feb 29th 2008

Mood

Virused

Music

The 'click' noise for IM

Evan flexed his fingers agaig the wood table in front of him, his head twitching back and forth sparodically. Where is he? Squirming he looked down at his lap. He's usually not late.

Scott walked into the room, yawning. "Sorry I'm late, man. Got caught up in . . . stuff." He said vaguely.

"Sleeping?" Evan squeaked with a frown. He cleared him throat. "You feel asleep again didn't you?"

Scott blinked, then grinned. "How'd you guess?" He flopped down net to Evan, leaning against him. "I'm going to use you as a pillow."

Trying not to dislodge the teen, he took his hands from the table and dropped them to the floor behind him. "You always fall asleep in the middle of the day." He sighed and his head jerked slightly. "Sleeping at night is good you know."

Scott shrugged as best he could in his position. "I sleep at night. And in Geometry. And in the middle of the day."

Evan sighed again, glacing down. "Geometry isn't the best place to sleep you know."

Scott shrugged once more, shifting slightly. "Geometry is stupid. When am I ever going to need it?" He asked, yawning again.

Backup: "Everywhere." Evan mumbled softly, as he gave a jerk to the right, dropping them both to the floor.

Sarah: "AUGH!" Scott cried out, accidentally imitating Evan. "Give a guy a warning Ev." He grumbled, sitting back up. "And I'm never going to need Geometry again after this year, so why not sleep through it?"

Pulling his arms out from behind his back Evan shook them in the air above him. "Oww." He whined. "S-sorry." His hands dropped against his chest. "Math is every- everywhere."

Sarah: Scott sighed and reached over, grabbing Evan's hands and pulling him up. "Math is everywhere. Geometry is not. Therefore, one can sleep through it."

Backup: "Ma- Um, Geometry is math." Evan shifted back, legs folding under him neatly. "So therefore. . It's everywhere."

"Geometry doesn't count as math.
Sarah: *" Scott said, poking Evan in the forehead. "You sit there and measure things. Gay."

Backup: Involuntarily, Evan jerked back from the touch, falling back to the floor. "Ugh. Not gay. M. A. T. H."

Sarah: Scott rolled his eyes and smiled again. "Spaz." He commented, glancing over at Evan. "Yes, gay, like you."

Backup: Evan turned bright red and made an attempt to glare. "We're n-not talking about me. We're talking about math."

Sarah: Scott's grin grew, and he reached over and patted Evan's stomach. "You're so cute when you blush." He cooed, teasing Evan.

Squeaking, he defended himself, arm crossing over his stomach and him legs coming uncrossed to help him sit up. "S-slander."

Sarah: "Truth." Scott drew the word out, poking the arm covering the stomach now. "How can I slander you by complimenting you?"

Backup: "I. . . Don't know." Evan said, pouting slightly. "But knowing you, you'll find a way." He inched away, his back hitting his bedframe.

"Thank you." Scott gave a mock bow. "Don't hurt yourself. It's annoying."

"I'm not hurting myself." His head tweake to the side. "I just didn't know the bed was so close. . ."

Sarah: "Bull." Scott commented. "How is it that I seem to know your room better than you do?"

Evan thought about it for a moment. "You're better at remembering stupid things?"

Sarah: "Hey." Scott looked slightly offended. "I should just get up and leave for that comment." He pushed himself into a standing position, looking down at Evan.

Reaching out, Evan caught Scott's pant leg. "N-no. I- I'm sorry."

Sarah: "I'm kidding man. You think I want to go home and deal with my mother of all people?" He took a few steps backwards and fell back on Evan's bed. "You're more fun."

"Oh. ." With his hands safely in his lap, Evan titled his head back. "Sooo. . . . Um, what's up?"

Sarah: "Mom's mad at me again. 'M failing Geometry and Biology. How the fuck did I fail Biology?" Scott demanded, reaching out and snagging one of Evan's pillows.

"Did you do your homework like you should be?" Evan asked streching out his legs.

Sarah: "Uhm . . . not for Geometry. But I did bomb that test last week over, uh, what was last week's topic in Bio?" Scott asked, examining Evan's pillow. "Dude, why do you have an orange and pink pillowcase?"

"Symbiosis. . Or light rays. . . Ones of those is my class the others yours." Evan looked over at the pillow. "Because Raine sent it to me."

Sarah: "I have no fucking idea what symbiosis is, so it must have been light rays." Scott glanced back down. "Oh. The one who worked in the mailroom?"

Evan nodded. "Yea, that's right." He shifted a bit before turning around to face Scott. "Hmm, yea. That's the one.

Sarah: "Cool." Scott pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Shit. I was supposed to give this to Dad before he left. Man, Connie's gonna destroy something of mine again."