i loved you from the start - billy

[lynnie]

Somehow it felt like a dream. Of course there had been times when he'd chase after girls like any other teenager, but this felt different. He'd slept with guy in the past, flirting shamelessly with the straight ones, not caring that they weren't interested, it just seemed to be a constant thing with him, but this was different. Phoenix stood outside one of the few classrooms in the fashion design wing of the school, waiting for one special boy; Billy Fuller. Phoenix had seen the boy before, obviously gay, but he seemed to hang off this one girl like any other boyfriend would, but Phoenix saw through it. He was good at things like that, and now made it his mission to get Billy under his wing, and on top his sheets.

To the eldest Garcia, it felt like hours before the bell would ring. He himself had class, but he decided to miss it. It wasn't as though he was going to miss much anyway, he always was able to catch up as if he'd been there that day, but happened to fall asleep. He tapped his foot against the wall, his straightened hair falling into his face, but with one simple, always seductive, flip, it fell back into it's proper place. Phoenix glanced down at his watch, and then to the door he stood beside. It wasn't really a wonder how he was able to get Billy's schedule. Not to Phoenix anyway. A seductive smile and wink to one of the younger secretaries and it was cake.

"Five more minutes..." Phoenix mumbled to himself, resting his head against the wall, closing his eyes. He had to think of a reason to actually talk to Billy. Maybe he could "pretend" to be walking past and bump into him, or maybe even just be blunt like he usually is. The vocalist sighed, sticking his hands into his pockets waiting for the five minutes to be over so that he was able to see Billy. The real question was why was he so eager to see the younger boy?

status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes: fail at life post.. Sorry.

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

Billy loved fashion. He always had, even as a kid clothing was just cool for him. He loved all of it, what looked good and what didn’t. He wasn’t afraid to point it out, or take courses in classes almost completely filled with girls. That was clue one to which way he’d started swinging in junior high. The only other male he knew was in a fashion course was Derrick. Billy felt a small smile tug at the corners of his lips at the thought of his buddy. The guy was built… Not to mention he had fantastic hair. To make it all better he was a pretty nice guy to Billy, the two were tight. Only problem? The guy was a little oblivious… Like really. Who didn’t know Billy Fuller was gay? He’d never officially came out of the closet, but most people assumed and he didn’t lie to them. What could he say? The only people he hid his interest in boys from was his parents… And Derrick. Derrick was definitely straight and Billy didn’t want to fuck up their friendship because he was crushing on the guy. Billy almost melted a little in his seat, just thinking about his crush. Him. Actually crushing on someone… He’d never really had a serious crush before… Nor had he really attempted to flirt either. He was a newb, and a bit of a loner that way. But it was cool, he didn’t mind. Besides, girls were such fun to hang around anyway.

His teacher cleared her throat behind Billy, signalling that he’d distracted himself. He blushed a little and mumbled an apology before looking back down at his current baby. It wasn’t much… Not overly fancy, just a jacket. But he was making it for mother’s day, so he wanted it to be perfect. After all, he loved his mother a lot, she’d been the first one to agree that sending him to St. Thomas was a good idea. Billy hadn’t regretted it yet. He picked up the threading needle beside the fabric, leaning closer to eye the small section that he was hand sewing. He let his mind wander, back to prom. Hannah’s dress had looked absolutely stunning, if he did say so himself… Which he did. His teacher had fawned over his work for half a class the day after. All three of Billy’s dresses had looked fabulous, he had outdone himself and aced that project. Now it was back to class… Though Billy wasn’t going to lie, the dresses really had been the last thing he’d been looking at. So many nice looking guys in tuxes. Derrick… Blake had looked good. Mr. Cooper too. Then there’d been Vesper is a classy leather jacket and fedora combo. Billy gave the guy props and complimented the curly hair that evening. Overall, prom had been great.

The bell cut into his thoughts, making his blue eyes scan the wall to the clock. Class was over? Well… He huffed, packing up his things. He slung his over-the-shoulder-bag over… Well over his shoulder then placed his current project in his usual spot. He could have kept in his dorm, but felt it was safer in the classroom. Maybe he was paranoid… And maybe he was smart. He liked to think he was just smarter than most of the other fashion design students. He gave a wave to the ladies he sat with then one to the teacher, blew a kiss to his baffle, Alexa then swept towards the door. Alexa was definitely the best part of class, not only was she as awesome as him, but they were best friends. She was also his ‘girlfriend’ whenever he needed one. You really couldn’t find a better friend.

He pushed open the door with one hand then stepped out into the hallway. He glanced down at his bag, hitching it on his shoulder before turning up the hall. He always loved the end of the day, especially when it ended with his fashions class. That was like an ice cream sundae with a cherry on top. Om nom. He thought to himself with a silent giggle. He blinked as he spotted a guy leaning against the wall across from him. Strangly enough either the guy was watching him, or just the classroom door. The guy was pretty attractive, so Billy could only assume he was waiting for one of the pretty blondes in Billy’s class. Billy’s feet came to a slow halt as he gave the fellow student a small smile. “You lookin’ for someone?” he asked, his soprano voice quite cheerful from the happy-end-of-the-day-mood he was in. Then it hit him. He knew who the straight-haired guy was, Phoenix Garcia. One of three attractive Garcia boys. Not that Billy knew any of them well, they were a year older than him.

[/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/size][/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:810 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

The ringing of the bell above, barely registered in Phoenix's ears as it went off. He'd gotten to thinking. First about Billy and how he'd talk to him, but then his mind started to drift. It'd first gone to, what else? Sex, but then drifted to his mother. Although young when she gave birth to him and his brothers, he couldn't help but admire her. She was practically a sex goddess. Not that incest ran in his family, but Phoenix wouldn't lie when people said that they found Jordanna O'Kane attractive. It wasn't that she was just beautiful, that Phoenix gave his mother such a title. The truth was, that she was a child prostitute. Her mother, since the age of nine, forced the younger Jordanna into sex with elder men, for her own benefit. Not that Phoenix didn't hate his grandmother for it, he did, he thought that it was wrong, but if she hadn't, then maybe Dallas, Arizona and himself wouldn't be alive at that moment. It was of the prostitution that gave Jordanna her title in Phoenix's eyes.

The sudden rush of people filing out of the classroom next to him that brought Phoenix from his thoughts. He opened his eyes quickly, adjusting his contacts accordingly, before watching out for the younger boy, to which his dick seemed to belong to at that moment. It would have been his heart, but Phoenix wasn't that kind of guy, and he didn't love Billy, he just pined for the younger male. He lusted after him, and Phoenix knew that it would take a great amount of effort, but he would have Billy on his back and in his room soon. It was just something that Phoenix was good at.

“You lookin’ for someone?” Phoenix looked down at the voice, half expecting it to be a girl, but was surprised to see Billy standing there. Of course he'd seen the aspiring fashion designer around before, but he'd never actually heard him. Phoenix was more of a "look now, lets hear you scream my name later" kinda guy. Phoenix let a smirk pull at the corner of his lips as he straightened up, using one hand to push his bangs away from his face. "You actually mon amour." He said. Of course Phoenix knew that he was good looking, as did his brothers, although Arizona himself, had a few self-esteem problems, deep down he knew that he looked exactly like Phoenix himself and Dallas.

status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes: I'm sorry for my fail to post very well.

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

Billy furrowed his brows a little when he got his response from Phoenix. The guy was looking for him? That really didn’t make much sense to Billy, but then again, Billy wasn’t exactly use to seniors seeking him out. There were a few he’s spoken to.. Derrick, but that was understandable. Hannah, he made her dress for prom… Most people he spoke to were people in his classes, or at least in his year. So the simple fact a senior he’d never spoken to was seeking him out just startled Billy. It was the end of the day, so it wasn’t like the guy was delivering a message from a teacher… And even if he was, why speak in French? Most would give the message and go. Billy wasn’t a pro at French class, but he did know what Phoenix said, and it made a light pinky tinge take over his cheeks. My love… What the heck was this guy playing at? Billy moved across the hallway, closer to Phoenix, simply because the people that were now bumping by in an attempt to get back to their dorms or meet with friends. He made a quick mental decision to keep his knowledge of what Phoenix referred to him a secret for now.

Billy wasn’t going to lie to himself… The whole smirk and hair deal was hot. He’d always been a bit of a sucker when it came to nice smirks though. Not smiles, but the slight-half smirk look. The younger fellow moved to stand beside Phoenix, not leaning against the wall, just standing beside it. He hooked the fingers of one hand around the strap of his backpack, sensing the difference between them immediately. Phoenix was cocky, proud and puffed himself up like a prized peacock. He held an air of ‘I’m the boss’ and was slightly intimidating to Billy. Billy was the opposite. Well… That depended on who to. When it came to guys, Billy was shier, more submissive. If they were dogs, Phoenix would be a German Shepherd, while Billy was a Whippet. “You’re looking for me? You sure?”

[/b][/u] He asked curiously, keeping his aquamarine gaze on Phoenix’s face. He was very food at not checking a guy out while in their presence. Hanging around with Derrick had taught him how to look when the other wasn’t.

Not that Billy wasn’t flattered. He was very flattered that someone was looking for him, and referred to him as ‘my love’. Not that he was sure he was interested in Phoenix. There was a big difference between being attracted because of flattery and being attracted because of feelings. And Billy didn’t like flings, didn’t like feeling-less get togethers simply for making out or sex. Probably why he was still a virgin, because he wasn’t about to get with some guy just because he was gay and Billy was gay. Gay guys were far and few in St. Thomas, Billy knew that well enough and he’d never once had any interest in the fellow gays he knew. Was Phoenix gay? Billy didn’t think so… That left bi, or maybe bi-curious. There was no way the guy was straight, that much Billy was certain of. He of course couldn’t know for sure, but there was just something that told Billy the guy was not as straight as his carefully straightened hair. The way he spoke, and not to mention the way Billy was seeing him. Billy’s orientation radar was rarely off too, much to his own surprise and happiness. It was a helpful mental tool that hadn’t led him astray yet.

Billy felt like a turkey dinner. Maybe he was imagining it… Maybe he was getting ahead of himself because of those two simple words. He hitched his bag on his shoulder, dropping his gaze from Phoenix’s face, unable to manage to try and keep eye contact. “I mean. I’ve never met you before… Not sure why you’d be looking for me. Since we’ve never met before or anything… Uh…My name’s Billy, Billy Fuller.”[/b] He said, sending the senior a small smile before dropping his gaze again. He felt color raising in his cheeks again and fought away the warmth. Okay… So he was talking to a hottie. Nothing new, right? He hung around with Derrick all the time and rarely blushed or got flustered. My love. The words seemed to just keep jumping into Billy’s head, making him focus less and less on everything else.


[/blockquote][/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/size][/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:747 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

Phoenix himself found it amusing that Billy seemed to be flustered by the fact that he was looking for him. He was usually a blunt person saying what was on his mind when it came, but there were times like these when Phoenix had to be gentler and stretch the truth a bit. Phoenix let his smirk widen only slightly by the look on Billy's face. He actually thought that it was kinda cute, and the slight pinkish hue in his cheeks just made it all the better. He adjusted himself on the wall, turning to face his newest mission, digging his hands deeper into his pockets. He nodded towards the younger boy. Aye, I am. He said. It wasn't much of a mystery as to where Phoenix had gotten the European lingo from. That was, if you knew his family. Both his step-fathers were Irish twins, who'd grown up in the Irish-iles, and only came to the US several years ago.

Phoenix averted his gaze down onto the linoleum tile below their feet, looking shier than he actually was. He was surprised that he'd taken instead of acting, but he was glad that he hadn't so people didn't really know the extent of his acting abilities. Phoenix chuckled nervously hearing Billy's slight ramble. He glanced up at the younger boy, but returned his eyes down. "I... I know who you are Billy." Phoenix said, attaching his gaze to the other boys. "I'm Phoenix Garcia, but I assume you know that as well." Phoenix knew that he had a bit of a reputation at St. Thomas. Not only was he one of three extremely attractive triplets, but as well his music spoke for itself.

He knew that he had to think reasonably fast. He needed an idea to give Billy a believable idea that he was searching for the younger boy for more than just a quick fuck. But that's when he got a brilliant idea. Phoenix could make it a game. Not like he was going to play Billy, he seemed like a nice enough kid, but make it a game for himself. Don't go straight for the kill, go slow; tenderize the meat a bit. "Truth is... I like you. Phoenix said, looking up, looking releaved that he'd gotten the truth out. He liked Billy, but not in the way that his words spoke. Who knew, maybe Phoenix would actually like Billy in the end.

status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes:

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

Apparently Phoenix knew who he was. That shocked Billy... Really, the only reason he even knew about Phoenix was because Billy was what people were lovingly calling a gossip whore. He loved knowing what was happening around the school. He didn’t start most gossip, though he kept up to date with everything he could. He wasn’t the gossip queen by far, but he liked being in the know. Like everyone, there had been a few tails about Phoenix, though Billy would admit to not paying too much attention to the guy. He was a musician, and as far as Billy was concerned the musicians were all stuck-up divas. There were a few musicians that he kept an ear on, one of them being Trent Thompson, what a fuck up… Vesper Monroe was another, the latest ‘victim’ of Sabina’s charm. Ha… Billy laughed mentally. As if Vesper really could’ve snagged the attention of that girl like that. Billy was as straight as a Cheerio, but he knew that Sabina was damn pretty. Vesper? Well… The guy wasn’t a complete loser look wise. Billy loved the guy’s hair, but compared to the rest of the guys Sabina had to chose from, he was pretty blah. Still, it was weird to be known by someone he’d never spoken to. Must be what it’s like to be Hannah Andrews… He thought to himself.

“Uh… You know who I am? That’s interesting. And I guess I’ve heard of you here and there,” He replied, blinking slowly. Suddenly it was like Phoenix was getting shy or something… At least until he met Billy’s gaze. Billy had never been good with eye contact, so he averted his gaze quite quickly, not even registering what color Phoenix’s eyes were. “You’re a musician, right?”

[/u] He mumbled. He was aware that he didn’t usually follow musician news, but he had spoken with the music director now and then and got the gist of who the director thought had something. For example, the director said Phoenix was talented. Though there were others of interest too, Vesper was apparently a fantastic musician, even if he chose not to be an upfront singer. Trent wasn’t all that great, the director said he’d have more drive if not for his lack of interest. Helene was a fantastic singer apparently… There were others too, but Billy wasn’t usually paying that much attention when music people were talking… It was like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...

Billy’s eyes widened at Phoenix’s next comment. The guy liked him? Like like liked him? Billy blinked silently for a moment, a faint blush raising in his cheeks again. He couldn’t ever recall having been told that… By anyone. It was fairly flattering yes, but also made his stomach squirm uncomfortably. What was he supposed to say? He’d never been in the position before and wasn’t entirely sure he liked it. He’d never had anyone interested in him before, and really it was a nice thought… But he wasn’t entirely sure Phoenix was his type… And why would he be interested in a little junior squirt like himself? Didn’t make much sense to Billy. “Erm… That’s uh… Erm… I like me too, I’m a likable person. Friendly and all that…”[/b][/u] He said quickly. Okay, so it was playing stupid, but who could blame him? He needed a moment to think and come up with something a little better. He kept his gaze averted, focusing on a spot of wall rather than Phoenix before running a hand through his highlighted and carefully styled hair. Think… Think… Think… He mentally repeated to himself.

“Uh… Look. Phoenix, I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all… But you just aren’t my type,”[/b][/u] Billy said after a moment, pulling his gaze up to Phoenix’s face. His shyness was fading away into his more usual, sassy attitude. He wasn’t going to look like a pile of mush, he’d grow himself a backbone. “Besides, I have a couple other guys in mind,”[/b][/u] He added, gesturing at Phoenix with his free hand. Then he flexed his arms, as if to just rub it in Phoenix's face that his guys were a little bigger... A lot bigger. AKA Derrick and Josh. Derrick was smoking, where Billy found Josh a doll. What he wouldn’t give for either of them. He was friends with Derrick, but Josh wasn’t a friend and therefore a more apt candidate to stare at during the day.
[/blockquote][/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:726 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

He nodded. He was a musician, at least that was why he was at St. Thomas. Really it was that, or modeling, and Phoenix really didn't see himself like that. Sure he was confident and had quite the ego, but he didn't think he was model material. Then again, it may be hard to consider Phoenix a musician. His music wasn't exactly child appropriate, and it was basically all computer generated electronica. Sure he had a few song he'd written himself that were softer, and played on the piano, but Arizona had helped him with those. Fall for you was probably Phoenix's pride and joy. He'd written it for his dad and step-dad. He felt as though they were fighting a little more than usual, and poured his heart out in the song. Sure it sounds as if it had been written by his dad, but the words rang true.

Phoenix cocked an eyebrow as Billy seemed to act slightly awkward, and possibly just a little dumber than he actually was. Although the act made Phoenix internally giggle, on the outside, he looked a little more confused. It was what Billy had said next that made Phoenix's heart drop. Wasn't his type? Phoenix was everyone's type. Sure he may not be as well built as some other guys, but he was large enough, and other places said different at first glance. Phoenix looked down a little disappointed, but he wasn't going to let Billy off the hook that easy. Phoenix knew that he was going to have to do something that he would regret, but it wasn't something that most would expect of him either. If one knew Phoenix, they'd know that Phoenix a) never liked someone. He lusted after them, and b) he didn't date. Phoenix's plan wasn't fool proof, but he had to do something or else he'd lose Billy, and he never lost.

"Just one date at least then. You may think differently afterward." And there it was. Phoenix was breaking one of his own rules, the one where he didn't date. He didn't know if Billy would agree, but a pity date was better than nothing, wasn't it? He had to have this conquest, and if it involved breaking all of his rules then so be it. Phoenix knew that there was something different about Billy. Sure he looked different than any other guy he'd dominated in the past, and certainly was more flamboyant, it was what made Phoenix almost change around the younger boy that he couldn't figure out.. Breaking the rules for him? There was definatly something wrong.


status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes:

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

A date? Okay, there was another first in Billy’s case… He’d never been asked on a date, unless you counted Leah in grade eight… He’d politely turned her down, that was back when he was still hiding who he was. No more hiding. He didn’t exactly flaunt it, but he wasn’t one to hide it when people asked. Again he was flattered. He didn’t respond at first, he was too busy thinking about it. Sure, he was more interested in the guys he’d liked for years… But they were straight and obviously weren’t about to swing for the other team… He wasn’t exactly getting a lot of dates or relationships… So what was the harm in one date? There’s a lot of harm… He thought to himself. What harm? He was a little afraid truth be told. He’d never had a boyfriend before, he’d never had a break up before and he’d never gotten intimate with anyone. He was kind of scared of it all, scared to get his heart broken, scared to mess up with someone he’d start to care for. One date… He reminded himself. If it was just one, what really could happen? His fears seemed petty for one date…

“Well…I… I guess one date wouldn’t hurt,”

[/b][/u] He said slowly. Why had he given in exactly? For one, it was just one date, no harm done. For another, Phoenix seemed rather disappointed that Billy had turned him down flat. By Billy’s guess, that didn’t happen all that often with Phoenix. Well… All things considered, he isn’t that hard to look at Billy admitted mentally. Sure, he wasn’t buff and sexy like Derrick and Josh, but he was attractive. Besides, even if Phoenix was just practice for future guys, it’d be nice to finally have a date. He wasn’t sure if he was going to go any further than one date, but that could change… Who was he to try and see the future? It’s just a pity date. He told himself, slowly letting his eyes run up Phoenix’s form, he tried to do it casually so that it wasn’t completely obvious that he was checking the older guy out. All in all, Billy supposed that Phoenix wouldn’t look bad on his arm, even if for one date. “Just no black tie,”[/u][/b] He added quickly. Billy, strangely enough didn’t like dressing up. He liked comfy, casual wear… That looked good. He actually made a lot of what he wore, so it was all perfect.

Oh what was he doing? He knew most of the school pegged him as a gay guy, but if this got out (and he knew it would, everything did) then the teachers would know. And come time to register for next year, one might let it slip to his parents. His mother he wasn’t all that worried about, the woman was denser than a stick… The bubbly, pretty, fortune inheriting, rich girl that just looked good on his father’s arm. His father on the other hand… Well… Billy definitely was sure he wouldn’t approve of his one son being queer. His father wasn’t the one to do anything drastic to Billy, but the boy had a feeling things would be pretty awkward came summer if it got out to his family that he liked guys. The whole, sitting at the dinner table in absolute silence. Billy didn’t want that. He knew he’d have to tell his parents sooner or later, but as of now he’d prefer it to be later.

Billy shifted his weight from foot, to foot, averting his gaze a little as a faint blush once more crept up his cheeks. “So… What kin of date did you have in mind?”[/b][/u] Billy asked slowly, hitching his over-the-shoulder-backpack higher on his shoulder again. He was curious… He hadn’t really pinned Phoenix as a dater, and hadn’t heard anything in the dating area of gossip about him… He either didn’t date, or he kept it really well covered. Billy wasn’t about to pry into that though, he was just curious to what Phoenix had in mind… Billy didn’t have an dating experience, so he hardly knew what would make a good date and what wouldn’t. Sure, he’d given a few clues to guys from his girlfriends, but he’d never actually planned or been asked on one himself.
[/blockquote][/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:726 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

Upon receiving Billy's answer, Phoenix smiled. OK now there was really something wrong. Phoenix, like his step-dad, didn't smile. He would smirk, and there were times where it looked like a smile, but he never full out smiled as he did at that moment. He was glad that Billy had said yes, pity date or not, Phoenix was back on his mission even if it took a lot of time and money. It wasn't as if he didn't have the money though. Phoenix's family was quite well off. His father is an ex-pop-star, and his step-dad on his mom's side is a well known band, so they did have a lot of money, and at that moment, Phoenix was willing to spend it all if it meant getting Billy notched into his bed post, so to speak.

Phoenix nodded. "Of course." He agreed. He really wasn't one for dressing up either, but taking Billy to a nice restaurant in the area would be kinda nice. Somewhere that didn't require black tie, but somewhere nice that said he was willing to do anything to capture young Billy and his heart. He knew he had to think quickly. To be honest, Phoenix had never been out on a proper date before. Since he was younger Phoenix had been all about sex. He grew up with it all his life. His mother had been forced into sex at a young age, which resulted in him and his brothers, but even after she had gotten out of that, her and Phoenix's step dad Cormac were always at it. Not to mention his dad and husband.

Phoenix let the smile on his face fade, biting his lower lip in thought. What kind of date would he have in mind? There was the classic dinner and a movie, but Phoenix knew that he wanted to spice it up a bit. It took only a moment, but Phoenix knew just what to do. "How about a picnic on a boat at the lake? I can make all the food and everything. All you have to do is show up." Phoenix mentally patted himself on the back. It was a good plan. All he'd have to do is rent a boat. The question on his mind now was the Mercedes, or the mustang?



status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes:

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

A picnic on a boat. Billy wasn’t entirely sure what to think of that… He wasn’t a date pro, but that’d been the last thing he’d expected. Actually, he hadn’t really been thinking about that. No, he’d thought it would be dinner and a movie, or something cliché like that. Nope, instead it was a picnic (which was different) and a boat (also different), which together seemed like an odd, yet interesting combo. Especially since Billy had never once been on a boat before. No a motorboat, not a canoe, not a fairy… Nothing. Was he scared? Not really, it wasn’t anything like that. He’d just never really had the chance to go on a boat before. So, a picnic was sure to be sweet, the boat was a nice touch and then as if to top it off, Phoenix was going to make the food? That seemed rather interesting to Billy, since Billy really couldn’t cook anything. He hated being in the kitchen actually, hated raw food with a passion. Especially meat and eggs, the stuff disgusted him. So yes, no cooking on his part, but he thought it was rather nice of Phoenix to cook for him. Had he pinned Phoenix as a guy that could cook? Not at all, but everyone was full of surprises, right?

All in all, it didn’t sound half bad for a first date ever. It’d be something to write in the diary. Well… Would be if he had one and had any interest in keeping a diary, which he didn’t. It was simply something to remember was all he meant, ‘write it in the diary’ was sort of one of the things he said when interesting things happened in his life. So far the list wasn’t enormous, not a lot happened when you went to Sioux Falls for school. The school was always abuzz with drama, yes, but none of it had ever been about him. At least not since freshman year when everyone was questioning his sexuality. But now? He hadn’t been in the gossip for a long, long time. Was he fine with that? Yes. He liked hearing and knowing the gossip, he hated being in it. Yes, that made him a hypocrite, yes that made him shallow. Did he care? Not at all. That just happened to be the way Billy Fuller worked. If you didn’t like it, you could go fuck yourself. And normally, Billy wasn’t the least bit afraid to say that. Though something about Phoenix smothered his usual sassy, sarcastic, flamboyant persona. He felt shy, and almost nervous talking to the guy and he didn’t know why. It certainly wasn’t because he liked the guy, he was fine talking to guys he liked… But it was kind of annoying.

“A picnic on a boat? Sounds classy. Give me a time and a place and I’ll be there,”

[/b][/u] He replied without a second of hesitation. Sure, it was a pity date. Heck, he wasn’t even sure how well it was going to turn out, but he couldn’t help but be excited. It was his first date, his first time being on a boat. It’d be an interesting picnic, of that he was certain. Though he couldn’t help but wonder what about him Phoenix liked… Billy wasn’t going to put himself down. He could dress himself, his facial features were adorable, and his hair was fantastic. He wasn’t Josh, he had no muscle to go with and weighed a whole hundred and five pounds, but he’d been told he was cute. He’d actually been asked out by a couple girls in his fashion class, which had always given Alexa a good snicker. So physically, Billy knew he wasn’t perfect but he was better than some of the less attractive guys running around. But was that it? Had Phoenix seen him in the hall and said ‘I like him.’. Billy’s sexual preference wasn’t a secret, so he was sure any junior could have told Phoenix about him being gay… But why him?

“Just a question though, what are you planning to make? Because I’m on a strict no red meat diet, so it will need to be chicken or fish.”[/u] He said, raising a brow. He hated beef, hated pork. He wasn’t overly fond of chicken, but ate it. Fish was fine, but he was a bit of a picky eater. What could he say? His parents were high end, rich and always attended the finest functions. He’d always been a well behaved, model boy so he’d tagged along too. There was only so many times you could eat steak after getting served the finest dishes of seafood from across the sea. Billy was high strung, and possibly rude for being picky, but that was how he was. High maintenance, perhaps. He couldn’t say, he’d never had a boyfriend before. But this was Billy, if Phoenix didn’t like it, he could find someone else.
[/blockquote][/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:827 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

Date and time? Phoenix hadn't thought of that. He figured that the weekend would be a good thing, but he needed a bit of time to get the boat rented. What day was it? Monday? So if he made it at the end of the week, he'd have enough time. Right? Phoenix averted his eyes to the ground as he thought. Usually he was a quick thinker, someone who'd be able to come up with a thought in a second and speak as though he hadn't thought about his words at all. Sometimes he didn't have to; especially when he was picking up girls. He'd been doing it for so long that he was no longer really required to think of what to say. It came natural, but with Billy it was a little more awkward. He felt nervous, if only the slightest around the younger boy. Something he never really felt around anyone. Did he really like Billy, or was it the date that was freaking him out? No. He couldn't like him. It had to be the date. There was no other explination.

"How about I pick you up on Friday after classes? We can go down to the lake together." Phoenix suggested, moving his bangs from his face once more. Somedays he really wondered why he bothered to straighten it. It was always a bother, and the burns killed like crazy. He'd said over and over that it was because he didn't want to look like Dallas, but whether he really wanted to or not, he did look like the younger triplet, the straight hair just really made him look younger.

“Just a question though, what are you planning to make? Because I’m on a strict no red meat diet, so it will need to be chicken or fish.” Again something Phoenix hadn't thought much about. At least he knew some of the bounderies that were to be set. Maybe some typical picnic food? salads and sandwiches? It seemed like a good idea, and it was definatly easy to make. Phoenix shrugged meeting Billy's ocean eyes once more, his own caramel eyes becoming hidden by his dark hair, but the elder boy made no move to move the strands. "Well how about I make some sandwiches and home-made mac 'n cheese?" He suggested. Phoenix himself wasn't that big of a fan of the stuff, but he was great at making it. His mother had taught him before he headed off to school. She was afraid that the school wouldn't have any good food, and didn't want him to spend all his money on fast food. Of course Phoenix was thankful, and now he was doubly thankful.


status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes: Sorry for the extreme late.

[mouse3]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,

[/font][/color]
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true,

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/color]
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air,
[/center]

“Friday sounds okay to me, as far as I know I don’t have anything planned,”

[/u][/b] Billy replied to the date and time Phoenix chose. Billy had a feeling that Friday was going to be one of those days where you were so distracted during the day that nothing got done. It wasn’t that he really liked Phoenix, but he definitely was a little bit nervous about the whole date thing. He’d spend the day before debating what to wear, what to do with his hair? He figured he could go with something rather casual and low key for the day, he’d never always been overly flamboyant in what he wore. He knew good style, even if he didn’t always wear it. He liked to blend in with the crowd, not stick out like a sore thumb. He figured his good pair of skinnies and a tee shirt would suffice… At least until he changed his mind about it. His hair though… He didn’t think he’d be able to decide that one ahead of time, he usually picked his style the morning of whatever day. Today he’d gone all out, pushed it up out of his face in a wave-like cow lick. He liked it, but it took longer to do in the morning than other styles. Maybe he’d just go all natural.

Sandwiches and home-made mac and cheese. Well, that was sort of a surprising meal idea. Not that Billy would complain, he adored mac and cheese. Not Kraft Dinner, but real home-made stuff. It wasn’t exactly classy, but it was one of the less classy things he liked. Mac and cheese, Pizza Hut and grilled cheese. That was his favourite casual foods. Not that he really had much choice on what to eat at school, which was probably why he was so darn skinny, he basically lived off salad and pizza. Healthy, yeah? He didn’t really care too much, he wasn’t a huge eater as it was, so he dealt with what he was handed, whether it be greasy pizza or a boring salad. For once, when Phoenix met Billy’s eyes, he didn’t drop them away, he held his ground. He’d gotten over the shock of being asked out and was back to his usual self. Who was the usual Billy? A sassy, over confident, smart ass with a love for gossip and ridiculous dramas. Though, maybe he wasn’t completely back to his usual self, because he did blush a little, but still didn’t avert his gaze.

“That sounds fantastic. I actually love mac and cheese,”[/b][/u] He said, grinning despite himself. Maybe this whole thing wouldn’t be as weird as he thought it would be. Pity date or not, he had to admit it’d be pretty interesting. It wasn’t going to be your average, boring date, of that he was sure. For one, the date itself seemed pretty unexpected, and two… Phoenix didn’t seem like your average guy. He seemed like the one that was trying to impress people like Billy. Was Billy impressed? He’d say no… But he was definitely getting there. He’d decide when he saw the boat and what car Phoenix owned. Was that shallow? Maybe… “Doesn’t that get annoying?”[/b][/u] Billy asked Phoenix, gesturing flipping bangs out of his face. He’d noticed Phoenix’s bangs seemed to rebel him by constantly getting in his face. Billy reached out, standing on his toes to flick the hair away with a finger. “You should straighten it so that it stays to the side. Unless you like it in your face all the time.”[/b][/u] He said, lowering back down, shoving his hand into his pocket with a shrug.
[/blockquote][/size][/center]

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare,
Somebody pinch me,

[/font]
Your love’s too good to be true.
My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where, [/font][/right]

Cred:Me || Song:Sweet Dreams, Beyonce || Words:612 ||Tag: Phoenix

[lynnie]

He smiled. He was glad that he had chosen a good date. He would have hated to think of another date. If it was a pity date, it would be good to get it over with as soon as possible, right? At least on Billy's end anyway. If anything, Phoenix wished that he would be able to drag it along as long as possible, but at the same time he wanted to get it done and go for his goal, so that he wouldn't have to speak to the younger male again. Harsh? Just a little, but that was the way Phoenix had been built.

He chuckled a bit, adverting his eyes down to the linoleum tile beneath their feet. Feeling Billy's fingers brush against his forehead, as he pushes his rebelling bangs away, Phoenix himself blushed a little. It was possible that he was playing this a little too well, or maybe he was actually blushing because no one had ever touched him like that. Either way, the smirk that grazed his inner features, told him that this was good, and added a bit to the illusion that he liked the other boy.

"Erm... I g-guess I could try that." Phoenix said, looking back up at Billy. He was letting his guard down. Something that he didn't do. Although the stutter was intentional, he closed his eyes, making it look as though he was mentally cursing himself, which he was. It made him sound a little more like than his brother than he had originally intended. Taking a deep breath to "calm himself down", Phoenix opened his eyes back up. He looked down at Billy, a smile pulling at the corner at the corner of his lips, but looked a little more like a smirk, which was always Phoenix's signature. The cunning boy he was always had a smirk on his face, unless he was extremely annoyed with someone, and that was usually because any of his siblings.

"So where are you headed?" He asked. He figured that he might as well make the most of it and at least walk him back to his dorm. It was a great gesture, and he hoped that maybe Billy would agree to it. "'Cause if you're not headed anywhere special, I was wondering if I could walk you to your dorm."



status: complete
tagged: billy
music: animal i've become - three days grace
outfit: Click
notes: Ha!