[center][color=aba000][h3]Joey Grayson[/h3] [b][u]Soft Yet Piercing, Like A Whistle[/u][/b][/color] ---[/center] Joey couldn't believe the words entering his ears. He gave off the expression of someone finding a rotten sandwich in their refrigerator. It was repulsive! This was not the type of behavior he wanted to see out of his friend. Nevertheless, it was starring right in front of him. Exposed and naked, like the scar Romani provided for all to bare witness. The more he spoke, the more his words pummeled him relentlessly. The cracks began to spill like water out of dam. His fist clenching and his jaw tightening. Until his raging spirit burst forth, [color=aba000]"EVIL!!"[/color] He bellowed his declaration, as if to condemn Romani for all eternity, or at least for the rest of this ride. All of the answers given were not to his satisfaction, to say the least. For one thing, he didn't even provide a direct answer on the first question. Did he somehow overestimate Joey's intelligence? The very thought of that, causes his anger to stir further. Yet even so, the main core of this corruption and the source of Joey's exaggerated fury; was his response to that third question. The deciding factor to all of this. [color=aba000]"The correct answer, was that of course I would marry Serena someday! It's obvious if you think about it a bit. We're two peas in a pod!"[/color] Joey spoke proudly and loud enough as if to fight back the very hands of logic itself. He paused to let the words resonate with everyone, but he might as well have been talking to a wall. To label someone evil based on a trivial topic like that was ludicrous. Still, Joey felt a deep-seated instinct to defend this fantasy. [color=aba000]"Sorry Romani but I think everyone else would agre-"[/color] [b]"Actually...he seems like a normal guy.."[/b] Samantha shattered Joey's forthcoming thoughts with ease. They were sudden and abrupt, thus they staggered his reaction. The stagnated nervousness now whittling away, Shane couldn't help but let his similar thoughts be heard as well, [b]"Yeah,..he's kinda weird but he's not like a gangster or anything. The answers he gave didn't seem all that out of place."[/b]. Like street lights being switched on one after the other, their relief illuminating sequentially. Even Claire, with her usual sour self, loosened up to the somewhat rigid youth, [b]"Anyone that doesn't agree with Joey's nonsense has to be somewhat of a normal person." [/b] The tides had been turned and the only thing left for Joey was the tear at the corner of his eye. This act of betrayal had left him plagued with despair! [color=aba000]"You guy's can't be serious! There's no doubt that I certainly have a chanc-"[/color] [b]"Alright we made it! And with time to spare too!"[/b] Shane announced, his excitement blossoming another wave of relief within the now parking van. As the vehicle became empty with each of his comrades leaving, the life in his eyes grew dim. They each headed their own ways with parting goodbyes until they see each other again in the next few hours. All that remained, were Romani and Joey now standing in the parking lot. [color=aba000]"Romani..." [/color]Joey whimpered out as his body swayed around to face his fellow student. [color=aba000]"I'll see you in P.E!"[/color] a promise of revenge lashes out from his lips. Like a curse left in the air, he turns away in huff. Like a hurricane, he rummages off in an exaggerated fit.......Then, his speed slows down, muscles relaxing with steps becoming as light asa leaf. That hurricane settles down into a breeze. There, Joey turns his head to the side to flash Romani a grin of sparkles. Like a child after playtime, he giggles happily. [color=aba000]"See, I told them you weren't a bad guy after all!" [/color] Of course all that from earlier was simply fun and games. Ever the playful sort he is, this was the nature that gave him so much favor with others. The joking and teasing was always apart of their fun, never an ill willed insult around. Only the delightful pleasures one could get with those they considered allies. That merriment allowed the golden chance for the others to warm up to Romani. Even if it were only a little bit. Joey could atleast hope that warmth would reach Romani, who always seemed so solemn. Who always seemed to have some stubborn designation of strength within him. He wanted to believe that. He runs a hand through his braided ponytail. With a parting devilish wink at the other boy, Joey strolled off leisurely as if he were riding with the gentle wind. [@Sync]