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[color=#708090][b]Location[/b]:[/color] Great. Now I’m surrounded by [i]them[/i].
[color=d32626][b]Featuring[/b]:[/color][sub][@Universorum][@lovely complex][/sub] [h2][color=d32626]S[/color][color=1d7fe5]Q[/color][color=7d1c7f]U[/color][color=5bc30c]A[/color][color=eee72a]D[/color] [sup][color=#ffbf00]and Rhett.[/color][/sup][/h2]
[color=tomato]Summer[/color] & [color=e32636]Jackson[/color] at the end [sub][@Altered Tundra][/sub]
[color=#ffbf00][b]Time[/b]:[/color] BOYS.[/center][hr][hr]
[indent]Connor, hearing a familiar voice fill his ears, turned to look behind him. Like the Avengers, the boys had assembled at his cries. Suddenly taken aback at the site of his squadron reformed, Connor let out a horribly unattractive sob, a few tears falling before he shook himself to regain composure as Ty, raised up a green glow stick, waving it around. Ty… Ty was more glow stick than person: a necklace, at least six bracelets on each arm, of various colors, a huge necklace around his neck, and the frame of his sunglasses had been outlined by the neon colored objects. [color=eee72a]”What’s good, fam? We’re back from the dungeon. Well, yo, the… relative dungeons. Different dungeons. Look… we back. We in bidniss. We back once a-motherfucking-gain.”[/color]

[color=d32626]”I didn’t think you’d ever come back! Sweet! Look, I [i]told you[/i] he’d like the neon sticks.”[/color] Connor said, looking over at Rhett and gesturing at Ty. Alyssa, in the background, [i]visibly cringed[/i]. Yay, the ‘Elite,’ or whatever the fuck they called themselves nowadays, were back. There goes the neighborhood. And the business at hand.

[color=5bc30c]”We ain’t goin’ nowhere, man. We’re brothers till the end. Remember our thing?”[/color] It was Leon that spoke now, seemingly no longer upset about the comments of him sucking cock. As his friend spoke, Ty moved over to Connor, throwing a lit-up arm around Connor’s shoulder and glancing over at Rhett.

[color=eee72a]”My friend. Do you know who you’re hanging out with right now?! That’s El Jefe man. The chief. The boss. The beast. That’s [i]Connor[/i], yo. Thanks for keeping him company while we were off jerkin’ it. Hey, baby. Miss us?”[/color] That last comment was directed at Alyssa, who Ty flicked his head at and shot a wink. [color=eee72a]”...where are the hotties? You’re missing at least two.”[/color]

[color=708090]”...alright, Rhett. I’ll be taking my leave now. Good luck. We’ll talk again soon. Privately, I hope.”[/color] Alyssa said, smiling and nodding her head shortly. [color=708090]”Meet the Elite. Probably who you’re going to be spending an uncomfortably large amount of time with.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”You’re dreamin’. We ain’t goin’ nowhere, Lyssy. The boys are back in town. And we ain’t goin’ fuckin’ nowhere. You want us out again? You’re gonna have to call the United Nations to bring down a fuckin’ bindin’ resolution. Look at Connor! He’s gettin’ all emotional! Ye, walk away, bitch. Can’t leave [i]nothing[/i] to you, you find a way to FUCK IT UP!”[/color] As she strolled away, shaking her head, Wolfe kicked some sand in her general direction, rolling his eyes before he looked back at the homies.

Connor’s sorrow was short-lived when the people he had just been crying about came strollin’ in like they ran the place - well, they did. If anyone kept up with the BHHS Times “The Elite” trumped “The Unholy Trinity” because it was a bunch of rowdy, rough boys that did what they wanted and [i]always[/i] won their football games. If there was one thing that this school was known for it was their unstoppable football team. And yet, somehow, Rhett has not officially met any of them until now. Sure, he’s seen them in passing, even chatting with Ty in one of their classes, but the punk had been so caught up taking care of his mother that he didn’t really think of getting more acquainted with them. Just by how they all talked with each other, he knew they’d connect well. The biggest thing about them though, that you hear multiple times a day, is their charm with the ladies, fucking cheerleaders as part of their winning streak. Letting the bromance unfold, Rhett watched the members of the football team reunite, before glancing over to the school’s ultimate sovereign. She was not having any of this shit, that’s for sure. Rhett may have felt [i]slightly[/i] bad, but not really, Connor was cool and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t admire the dude. Attending even just one football game was enough for Rhett to gain respect for [i]El Jefe[/i]. You know a man’s greatness by the way they held themselves and by the way they kept shit together, though occasionally, even the strongest of men need the support of their squad.  “[color=#ffbf00]See ya, Alyssa! It was nice to finally meet ‘cha[/color]” 

Bringing his attention back to the boyz, Rhett grinned, “[color=#ffbf00]Yeah, I ain’t gonna lie. This is awesome. You guys are what kids these days aspire to be. Money, all the way.[/color]” He nodded to himself before adding, “[color=#ffbf00]Glad I kept El Jefe busy long enough for the return of his bros.[/color]” After he lifted his can in respect to the crew that stood before him, he took a large gulp of beer, “[color=#ffbf00]Oh, yeah. Ty. The mastermind behind the design was primarily a wild rebel, Ely, don’t know if ya know her. She lives off this glow stuff. Where the hell did she even go?[/color]” For most of the party, Rhett had not seen Ely once. Must have gotten bored or something. Sucks. She would have done some crazy shit to spice the party up. Probably even challenge one of the boyz to a drinking contest. Hell, that girl was as rowdy as rowdy came. 

[color=eee72a]”Check it yo, we know as well anyone that homie can be a handful sometimes, so it’s chill that you hung with him. We appreciate you and your efforts, dude whose name I should know but I can’t properly place but I’m feeling like it has a t in it somewhere is it Tim? Nah, you don’t look like a Tim.”[/color] Ty shrugged his shoulders and nodded in agreement. [color=eee72a]”Nah, I know who you’re speaking of. I got a thing for crazy chicks. And blonde chicks. And glow-y shit. So… yeah. Ely is a name that I have heard in the past.”[/color] Ty said, then leaned in real close to Rhett, as if he was going to give him the juiciest gossip of all time. He looked around to make sure no one was listening--the other boys were, sure, but they didn’t count--finally, Ty spoke again.

Muttering to himself, Rhett shook his head at Ely’s exploits, “[color=#ffbf00]I gotta like… tally her lovers. At least she isn’t as bad as Jade.[/color]” Staring at the Boyz and El Jefe, the punk officially introduced himself, “[color=#ffbf00]Rhett Aspen, but my peeps call me Rex. You guys can call me whatever. I’m pretty chill. Just a junior who… does what he wants. Somehow that appealed to Lady Sovereign.[/color]” He shrugged, not fully aware of his ‘potential’ that Alyssa had rambled on about moments ago. 

[color=eee72a]”On the real. I’m gonna steal all this glowing shit.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”You are not stealing any glow-y stuff!”[/color]

[color=eee72a]”That’s that Apache blood in me, bro. I can’t [i]help[/i] it, at my core I’m just one loud brash dramatic greedy shoot a motherfucker in the back type-o-motherfucker, and you guys love me for it. ...motherfuckers. We walkin’ outta here with allllll this glow-y shit. Bet.”[/color]

“[color=#ffbf00]Dude. If you can take all this.[/color]” He gestured at the entire party polluted with glow shit (Ely goes hard), “[color=#ffbf00]I’d be impressed! I don’t even know how she got all this. Look.[/color]” He glanced up at a hanging string above them, decently high up, with the coke bottle decorations she made. Leaping in the air, Rhett unhooked one of the bottles and dropped to the ground, “[color=#ffbf00]This is so cool. Like stars in a bottle. Girl’s got talent. Though, Alyssa said this party wasn’t classy. That’s some balls right there. Everyone is gettin’ TURNT UP.[/color]” 

[color=1d7fe5]”I’m gonna tell you this right now, and it’ll probably be the only time we tell you, so pay attention and listen closely, ya’ol T-Rex motherfucker: Lyssy ain’t shit. We been dealin’ with Alyssa Deserae Green since she was a wee babe toddlin’ around with that psycho bald dude on her tail. She thinks she’s all that and she runs the show, but don’t let her push you around. She ain’t that great. She’s hot, sure, but she probably ain’t that good of a lay.”[/color] Wolfe explained, shaking his head as he folded his arms over his chest, before absently looking at Leon. Before Leon had a chance to speak, though, Wolfe was back at full force: [color=1d7ef5]”She’s gonna try and manipulate you and change you to fit her vision of a better you and she’ll probably succeed because she’s got these tactics that nobody sees and she thinks she’s smarter than everyone but bitch I [i]am[/i] the tactical genius ‘round these parts. I read Sun Tzu’s art of war not that bitch and dammit I’m gonna use and abuse that knowledge to beat her damn ass and ruin her life and the rest of these motherfuckers are down to fuck around and get it done. That asshole, Alyssa? [i]Cannot[/i] win. Fuck that noise.”[/color]

[color=7d1c7f]”Semper fi, do or die. Take ‘er down.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”I am gonna take her down because she let me down and she didn’t take good care of [i]our best friend[/i] while we were gone off doin’ family shit that we couldn’t avoid no matter what, and we get back and he’s an emotional wreck!”[/color] Wolfe stomped his foot on the sand, then kicked at the coke bottle that Rhett had placed on the ground, stepping in front of Connor, [color=1d7ef5]”Connor, I told you when we were kids, that [i]you are a piece of shit,[/i] but that’s okay because I’m a piece of shit and I can [i]appreciate pieces of shit[/i]. So I am your man for life. And you know what that means!?”[/color] Wolfe suddenly smacked Connor on the chest as he got more and more hype and Connor was smiling. Friends! [color=1d7ef5]”That means I got your goddamn back! Now, I am [i]not gonna suck your dick![/i] But I will make everyone else suck your dick! Tell me who! Alyssa, Eve, Audrey, Charlotte, Josie, Domi, Ely, hell I don’t give a fuck, that Ari kid, Jar--he’s probably gay, huh? Archie, Hana, Phil, Tis, Sierra, motherfucker I will line them up and everyone that goes to this shitty fucking school will suck your dick. [i]Rhett[/i]. Maybe.”[/color] Wolfe looked Rhett up and down. [color=1d7ef5]”Maybe not Rhett, he probably uses teeth. Not these two, these two are good Christian boys and [i]they don’t do that shit[/i].”[/color] Wolfe gestured at Ender and Ty, then shot a glance at Leon. [color=1d7ef5]”Leo might.”[/color]

[color=5bc30c]”HEY.”[/color]

Rhett could dig Wolfe. He was a man of many words and the punk appreciated that. If you’re opinionated, preach. Though, Rhett may have been [i]slightly[/i] annoyed with him using Sierra and Ely, his two closest gal friends, as examples but he did have a point. There was a high possibility they WOULD suck Connor’s dick. Rather than retaliate like some possessive guy friend, Rex simply shrugged, “[color=#ffbf00]Some on that list may be more than happy to, but dude, Eve? Audrey?... If Connor wants to stick his dick in the depths of hell, then by all means… shoot for the stars, man.[/color]” He paused to swing his arm in front of him, across his chest, to stretch it, while glancing at his party, “[color=#ffbf00]Thanks for the advice, Sentinel… if I remember correctly, assuming I can call you that or whatever... I’ll keep that in mind when ‘Lady Sovereign’ yaps.[/color]” Bringing his hand back to his side, he realized he couldn’t find his gal pals anywhere, but he tried not think about it too much, “[color=#ffbf00]What do you guys wanna do? The floor is all your’s. There’s beer pong, poker, guns… other stuff. Girls.[/color]” He paused and subtly frowned when he didn’t see his crush, “[color=#ffbf00]Unless Ty wants to get to that heist now. That MIGHT take some time. Or we can chill by the bonfire. I brought my guitar, we can chat, debate. Whatever we do, it’ll be money.[/color]”  

[color=1d7fe5]”I did say that he had to tell me who. If the Chief wants the Satanic Succubi Sisters--that’s Eve, Lyss, and Audrey, also that’s called [i]alliteration[/i], to give him a three girls at one time blowjob. Then damn it, I will [i]make that happen.[/i]”[/color] WIth that, Wolfe turned his attention primarily to Rhett, clearing his throat before he slung an arm around Rhett’s shoulder, pulling him close and tight. Time to get the party started. The brotrain had zero brakes, and that meant [i]party time, all the time.[/i]. [color=1d7fe5]”Alright, dude. You’re the host. Host.”[/color]

[color=5bc30c]”I got that stuff in my bag. Just saying.”[/color] Leon spoke up, lifting his backpack up and waving it around, but Wolfe shook his head. It was Connor, though, who spoke.

[color=d32626]”When the time is right, young Padawan. Then, use the stuff, we must.”[/color]

[color=eee72a]”It’s gonna be [i]lit[/i], baybay.”[/color]

Nodding to his newly found friends, Rhett, with Wolfe’s arm over his, glanced around the party, surveying the level of hype. “[color=#ffbf00]Ya’ll have any girls? I’m sure there’s a couple of lonely souls that wouldn’t mind being ‘your’s’ tonight.[/color]” His blue orbs went to the water and gestured to this cute blonde with curly hair (Hayden), “[color=#ffbf00]Like her. She’s money. Just look at her… hair. Yes, hair.[/color]” Really, he was looking at her ass but he’d be ‘respectable’ (for now). His gaze went toward the party once more and to the drinking table, “[color=#ffbf00]Or that sexy Asian right there. Damn. Our school got the hottest of babes and I’m still single![/color]” Perhaps one more…  “[color=#ffbf00]Or there’s…[/color]” 

The last girl he took notice of made Rhett’s entire body go stiff. From the distance, he saw his baby sister nearly running away from Jackson. Her face was detached and very unlike her. She looked like she was about to cry and Jackson was chasing after her. “[color=#ffbf00]What the fuck?[/color]” For a boy who didn’t curse often, he found himself cursing more today than he has in all 16 years of his life. Pulling away from Wolfe, he dismissed himself, “[color=#ffbf00]...Excuse me, I’ll be back.[/color]” Not waiting for a response, he ran, not walked, into the crowd of drunk people to see what the hell just happened with his best friend and sister. She [b]shouldn’t[/b] be here. She was [b]grounded[/b]. Why the hell was she here?! What the hell did Jackson--

When he reached them, Rhett clenched his fists at the sight of Jackson holding onto Summer and kissing her. KISSING HER. His mind went into a haze and his eyes darkened. No more thoughts. No more words. This was just… no. As much as he didn’t want to believe what he was seeing, he knew how Jackson was. Regardless of respect for his brother or not, when it came to girls the idiot just couldn’t think with his head. Only his dick. 

This wasn’t the only reason why in this moment Rhett allowed his anger to boil to an ungodly level… there was so much that the king-to-be kept bottled up that the feeling of betrayal was simply the icing to the cake. No longer running, but prowling forward, Rhett’s expression was nothing anyone at school has ever bear witnessed to. A side of him he didn’t like to show. After all he’s done for Jackson… from the constant encouragement of all his fleeting loves, to assisting him with his schooling, to him just being there for his boy.... Brothers. They were brothers. 

[color=#ffbf00][i]This is how he repays me?![/i][/color] 

Rhett mentally snapped. The next moments happened so fast, no one at the party was prepared or ready for it. First, the boy with his plaid shirt unbuttoned and a heart made by Sierra painted on his chest pulled the lovebirds apart, pushing Summer back with more force than intended. This caused her to fall into the arms of a stranger. Second, the best friends stared at each other, Rhett looking far more menacing than the drunk Jackson. Meanwhile, Summer tried to escape from the stranger’s grasp but they wouldn’t let her go. Whoever was holding onto her didn’t want her to enter the crossfire… she could and most likely would get hurt. All she could do is yell and tell Rhett to stop. Third, refusing to hold back any force and strength,  he cocked his right fist back and slammed it into Jackson’s jaw, causing the blonde to fall onto his ass. 

But Rhett wasn’t satisfied. This was only the beginning. He was far too enraged to stop now. Next thing he knew he was beating the living daylights out of his so-called best friend…. [/indent]