Hungry for (insert word here) [ryan and open]

[Reece Williams]

Reece found himself in the Cafeteria. He wasn't all that hungry, it was actually a nice place to hang out. He didn't really see anyone he knew there yet. He went and found a table. Instead of sitting on a chair, he sat on the table. After he did it when he met Danny he started to do it more often. Once again, he had a toothpick in his mouth. H had on baggy black pants, and a tight T shirt with a skull on it. All black as usual. After all that was his favorite color. He had a bit of eyeliner on, not to much. He never overdid it really. He didn't want to look like a raccoon. He also had on gloves, where his fingers came through holes at the top. He loved them. When he punched someone, it didn' mess p his knuckles. he was always ready for a fight. You always have to be prepared.[/size]

[Ryan James]

A £5 note tucking into his back jean pocket, a baggy green top floating over it and a pear of new nike shoes wondered into the cafeteria. A lime green hat balanced on top of some very attractive hair. Yes, you guessed it. This was the tall figure of Ryan James, ready for lunch.
He hurried to the counter and purchased a cheese sandwitch and a bar of chocolate before picking a table and sitting down casually.

[Reece Williams]

Reece saw Ryan, of course. He hadn't seen him in a while and it pissed him off. His slaves were not supposed to avoid him. That was punishable. He got off the table and walked over and sat on Ryan's. "Boo." He chewed evilly on his toothpick and stared at him.

[Ryan James]

Ryan stopped chewing his sandwitch and turned to face Reece. His ears turned pink and he quickly pulled his hat of his head and gripped it with his hand. He gulped down what was in his mouth and chewed the inside of his lip.
"Hi," he mummered.

[Reece Williams]

Reece just continued to look at him and chew his toothpick. "So you've been avoiding me?" He had no emotion in his voice really. he didn't know if it was true or not. But it seemed like it. He smirked a little at what he was doing. he guessed it was because he was nervous for avoiding him.

[Ryan James]

Ryan gulped and drew his breath silently. "Yea," he replied quietly. There was no use denying it... He hated it when he was awkward like this which was why he'd been avoiding Reece.
Ryan pulled his hat back on his head and removed his gaze from Reece to take another bite of his sandwitch. It suddenly didn't seem sao appatising but he ate it anyway. It felt like a ball of tasteless material in his mouth and after three chews, Ryan gulped it down. He was going to get indegestion soon.

[Reece Williams]

Reece watched him eating his sandwich, wanting to smack it out of his hands and make him cry or something. "So you think you should be punish, or should I just forget about it and it never happens again?" It was a trick question, and he doubted he would answer correctly. The only thing Ryan knew was fashion, so he wondered if he was even good in school. He may have been older, but he sure didn't act like it.

[Ryan James]

"Umm, well, urm..." Ryan hated desisions. "Isn't it for you to decide."
Ryan smiled at Reece and placed his sandwhich down onto a paper plate. He fixed his hat and flatened out his jeans but he never took his eyes off Reece.

[Reece Williams]

Reece shook his head. "I guess, but this time I'm going to let you decide. Choose carefully." The real answer was just to promice that he would never do it again. Reece had no time to think of a punishment. So he watched Ryan straighten out his clothes, wondering why he did that all the time.

[Ryan James]

How was Ryan supposed to act 'in control' in a situation like this. If friends didn't give you useful advise and wern't there to defend you when you most needed it, what were they for? Apoligising?
"Forget about it?" It had somehow turned from a statement into a question.
Ryan felt like getting out a mirror to check his appearence. He really liked Reece and when I say liked, I MEAN it! He had a crush on him... But why? Reece bullied him and used him as just another slavey boy. That was probably the way he thought of him too. Ryan quickly bit back a sigh. His ears had gone red and his cheeks pink. He knee's had become wobly and his smile wavered slightly.

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