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[Albert Hunter]

blonde hair fell into the eyes of albert hunter who was sitting on his bed in the room in the dorms that he shared with another student, kaydence. he stared down at the pages of his diary which is what he was sitting up writing in by the light of the small bedside lamp. it was the evening, about twilight and he was aware that he was probably supposed to be asleep regardless of the fact it wasn't actually up to the teachers to set a bedtime.

as he scrawled across the page in his diary in black ink he pursed his lips. hesitating before reading what he'd written then annotating it. he'd had a long day of polo practice with his horse, and now he was writing about it. he'd almost fallen off his horse at first when he'd first started, but as soon as he'd got to grips with the game he'd regained a rather good balance. now of course, he was a little obsessed with the sport and had even contemplated organising a polo club. however he decided against it and was instead happily sketching a horse into his diary under his diary entry, then slowly his eyes moved to the clock on the wall and he frowned, kaydence should really be back by now.. it was nearly past curfew.

with a small frown, he leaned over the side of his bed to grab his treasure box underneath his bed. it was a box that contained all sorts of little trinkets and more importantly.. his pills. he doubted kaydence would be around anytime soon.. after all it was nearly curfew and if he was going to be back, he'd be back by now. so he pulled the box out and placed it in front of him. he pushed his diary off his lap onto the mattress and rummaged in his box till he found the small pill bottle which he quickly unscrewed then shook a few out into his hand only to wash them down with a gulp of water from the bottle on his bedside before pushing the treasure box back under the bed and continuing with his drawing.

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taggedkaydence. notes exciting! and i havent a clue what pills they are, most likely just pep pills.

[Kaydence McCarthy]

Kaydence had been forced to go out for the night. He wasn't particularly happy about this, but atleast the girl he was out with, was decent. She came from a nice family, and didn't talk much at all. To be honest, Kayde had done most of the talking to the girl. She mostly smiled and nodded, which was a nice change from all the other girls he was forced to be social with. They usually wanted a relationship, or to hook up with him. A relationship wasn't really his thing, but a quick hook up wasn't too bad. As long as they didn't go all clingy on him. That was awkward. Especially since his dad would try to encourage the relationship. Kayde wasn't very monogamous, and he definitely wasn't into dating. Well, not girls anyway. Not that anyone knew, or needed to know that. His dad would go completely ballistic if he knew he didn't like girls in that way. But, Liz was different. She was sweet, calm, and kind. He got the feeling, that she hadn't wanted to be here, anymore than he did. Her aunt was much like his father, and wanted her niece to associate with proper folk. Although Kayde hadn't heard her speak more than five words, he could tell she had a foreign accent, perhaps english? Hm. This girl sure was a mystery. Glancing at his watch, he realized, he had been out WAY too late. "Oh my.." He said. Liz looked over at him. "We'd better get going, shall I take you home?" He asked her. "Sure." She replied back, in her small mousy voice. He opened the door for her, and made sure, she was in, and buckled up. Then he shut the door behind her, and got in. They rode in silence for the rest of the way. He pulled into her driveway, and opened the door for her,"Well, tonight was a lot of fun, Elizabeth." he said winking at her. She blushed and got out. He walked her to the door. "Well, thanks for dinner." She said, softly. He smiled at her. "No problem. It was my pleasure." She blushed again, and opened the door. "Oh," He said, as she walked inside. "Tell your aunt, we had a lovely time, and that we kissed on the beach." He told her. His dad needed to think things went well, and her aunt would most certainly give Alec a call. "Yeah, sure." She lied, closing the door behind her. Score. Now, maybe his dad would get off his back.

He drove back home, to his dorm, and went inside. His roommate Albie was still awake. He plopped down on the bed. "Sup?" He asked, changing out of his clothes, into his boxers.

[Albert Hunter]

the pills were nothing but just pills to help him deal with the tiredness and anxiety. he detested going to sleep at night so he took pills.. it wasn't just to stop him from sleeping, it was also because he liked the feeling they gave him. a sort of inner peace that meant he didn't have to think for a little while, but all he ever did while he took them was sit there.. watching the sky or writing, sketching if he could be bothered. albie wasn't the sort of boy who really had many issues over the school or company he kept.. so he was happy enough, but he could never truly be at peace. there were too many other things weighing on his mind.

his godfather, cake.. his mother.

albie spent more than enough time thinking about his godfather, he'd never told anybody about anything that had happened while he'd been with his godfather back on the east anglian coast, and he likely never would. he could still see him standing by the water watching him as he swam out in the sea, could still taste the salt on his lips, could still see his eyes as they'd locked into his.. he hated how often he thought of him. how often he haunted him, but he couldn't help it and he never would.. the only thing that stopped it was pills and the door which slammed just as he was coming down from the short high the pills had given him.

"hey.." he muttered back to the extremely tall boy who'd just crossed the room, then he anxiously grabbed his diary and closed it before stuffing it under his pillow and staring back up at the boy. "oh.. nothing, I was just thinking about going for a ride on the beach tomorrow." he hadn't been, but now he'd mentioned it he had a sudden yearning.

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tagged kaydence. notes and actually i fancy a rie on the beach. XD

[Kaydence McCarthy]

Kayde looked at Albie when he said he was going to have a ride on the beach, and he smirked. "Do you know anything about Elizabeth Rowe?," While he awaited an answer, he stood up and went into the boys' bathroom, and started brushing his teeth. Kayde was weird about hygiene. He had to be very clean, and well groomed at all times. He brushed his teeth at least five times a day. Some people would call it OCD, but he just thought of it as good habits. Who wanted to fuck a guy who stunk? No one. Plus, his father demanded it growing up. Everything had to be immaculate.

[Albert Hunter]

Albie yawned slightly, the pep pills seeming to not make all that much difference..or at least not as much as they should've done. He frowned when he realised that he must be developing some weird tolerance to them.. oh well. He raised an eyebrow when Kayde smirked, that was never a good thing…

However instead of hearing about some devastatingly wonderful plan of action.. he found himself hearing Kaydence ask about a chick called Elizabeth Rowe. He tilted his head and watched him walk into their bathroom as he pondered over this answer. He couldn't really think of where he'd heard the name before.. and he didn't know her that well, probably a friend of his Father's.

"er… not much, I think she's one of my Father's friends' daughters or nieces.. I dunno, why?" he muttered as he stood up and walked the few steps to the bathroom door, then rested in the door jamb. Then he watched Kayde brush his teeth for the billionth time today it seemed.. that guy always had a toothbrush in his mouth. Always. "You know brushing your teeth that often just wears away the enamel.. does no good."

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[Kaydence McCarthy]

He nodded at the fact he kinda knew her. "Mm, no reason." He said, spitting the last bit of toothpaste out of his mouth, rinsed, and wiped his mouth. "Think she'd be DTF?" He said, a playful smile pulling at his lips. Kayde was mostly kidding, but a part of him wouldn't mind fucking her. She was very attractive, -and quiet.

He walked out of the bathroom, shutting of the light, peeled back the covers, and sat on the bed beside Albie's. "She's pretty cute, yeah?" He said, trying to get Albie's opinion. "How much do you know this girl?" He crossed his legs, and turned towards Albie, like he was awaiting an exciting story.

[Albert Hunter]

Before Albie could realise he was doing it, he tilted his head the other way and watched Kayde spit out the toothpaste he'd had in his mouth. Then immediately as he'd registered what he was doing he was asking him questions! Albie rolled his eyes and walked straight out the bathroom and back to his bed then sat there, picking up his journal again.

Before he had a real moment to begin writing in his journal again, he heard Kayde talk again and as bad as it seemed all Albie could say was, "seriously? you've been with her all evening, breaking curfew I might add, and you ask me about her life story?"

The seventeen year old blonde rolled his eyes once again then looked over, "did you really not ask her anything about herself?" he sighed and tried to recall anything he might remember about the girl.. but all he could remember was she was quiet. At least.. he was pretty sure thats all he could remember. If there was anything else he'd not re- Ah. That was right.. she liked Harry Potter.

"She likes Harry Potter," he drawled casually, shrugging his shoulders freely as he stared down at his journal.

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[Kaydence McCarthy]

He sighed. No, he hadn't learned anything about her. She never talked! He was surprised he even knew her name. Well, he knew she had a twin, too. But that was it. "She's quiet." He said shrugging. He had tried asking questions, the girl merely shook her head and nodded. Anything else other than yes or no questions would make her blush furiously, and she'd mumble. He felt awkward when he had to ask her to repeat herself. Not only that, but, her accent made it almost impossible for him to understand.

Maybe if he could pretend she was his girlfriend, his dad would get off of his back. He couldn't tell his dad his secret.... or anyone for that matter. He had tried to deny it for years, trying to convince himself that he just hadn't ever found the right girl. But, he could no longer deny the fact that he wasn't even attracted to girls. They were just easy to him. It was so weird. Guys, on the other hand, were sexy.

He came back to reality. "No. I needed to talk. She didn't say anything, so I talked the whole time. I didn't want things to be awkward." It was true. If neither of them would've talked, how awkward would things of been? Wait. Did he just say she liked Harry Potter? Hm. So maybe they did have something in common.

"Really?" He asked, pleased. He had never met a girl who liked Harry Potter. Interesting.

[Albert Hunter]

Once again the seventeen year old was forced to roll his eyes and snigger at his roommate. For all his supposed smoothness Albie had to admit he had moments where he just wanted to roll his eyes and say 'WHAT?' at some of the things the boy said. Like now for example.. awkward? In Albie's opinion… "surely one person talking twenty-four seven would make it just as awkward?"

He laughed softly again and shook his head, blonde bangs threatening to stay in his eyes for the billionth time. Like Kayde and his brushing teeth habit, Albie had to constantly keep pushing his bangs out his eyes. It was just the way it was.. not a big deal really, just habit now.

"Yes.. why are you surprised? I don't know anyone who doesn't like ol' Scarface," he said with a raised eyebrow before turning the page in his journal and sniggering once more as he thought of what to write next. Which was of course an account of the cheer practice he'd been involved in after school this evening. Some guy who was on the squad as a punishment had smuggled in a rather large bottle of Jack Daniels and they'd shared the bottle round until they were coming up with vaguely strange versions o the routine..

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[Kaydence McCarthy]

He tossed one of his pillows at Albie. "For your information, it was only a few hours, and she liked listening to me." He said, his voice two octaves higher than usual. "She was very polite. Can't really put a finger on where she's from, though." He said, frowning. Her accent was definitely foreign, though. Perhaps European? Hmm.

Scarface? What the fuck was that? "Er, Albie. I don't even know who Scarface is." He said frowning. "Anyways, girls like Harry Potter? I'd figure all the fighting would freak them out." He shrugged. Girls were weird. Why oh why could he not like guys? What was the big deal anyway.

[Albert Hunter]

"Scarface is an affectionate term for Harry Potter.. y'know," he elaborated with yet another carefully crafted snigger, then with that same snigger his shook his head, lips pursed and proceeded to write in his diary finding it amusing how Kaydence could think that girls didnt like Harry Potter.. Albie didn't know one girl who disliked it.

He didn't say so though, feeling it would be a little rude to correct him over something that just didn't matter. The pillow that Kayde had tossed was just by him and at a rather convenient spot, he smiled a he curled up, journal in between his chest and Kayde's pillow. Truth be told back when he'd first started school, he'd been ever so slightly attracted to the boy. He'd always been so kind to him.. so sweet and caring, and he was a year older than him so it was almost as if he had the elder brother he'd never had before..

It was nice.. especially when he'd one through that horrible phase last year. When he'd been refusing to eat anything, and spending all his time trying to just get lost in a different place so he could forget about the fact he was literally starving himself to death. He'd been rushed to hospital at near the end of the term, and had stayed for a rather long period until he'd put on enough weight to go back out to the real world.. it had been scary, but he couldn't bring himself to expel the thought of cutting meals..

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tagged kaydence. notes HOSPITAL. HOSPITAL NO!