Lucas Halcyon

Rule 1: You gotta have fun!

Parties are really not my thing. I casually scan the room for my sidekick and partner in crime. Ness Lakewood. Honestly that's probably not going to happen anytime soon. Why? Let's see...

Ness plus a valentines day party (or any party in general where he can go nuts) equals Ness and I camped out at his place, with the former being utterly wasted. And Ness is a terrible drunk, all he does is sing random songs, too bad he doesn't spill any dirty secrets about him.

Well, I know what you're thinking. I'm his best friend. I should know almost every little aspect on him. I don't. Nobody ever knows another person's every emotion or thought. It's pearsonal.

So most likely when to party dies down I'll be searching the place for my ebony-haired best friend. It's kinda a routine between us at this point. But, the thing is that it will never get boring with Nessie around. Well, my life in general that is.

Ness' personality is so large you can't neglect itand sometimes I envy him for it. Sometimes. This is the same guy who made me flash a fake dildo to the mall cops and got us banned for a good 3 years. The same person who gave me a friend when I needed it the most.

Stopping my search for the absentee, I decide to go snoop in on conversations of some sane and sober people. Sadly, I don't get to do that because my annoying so-called "friends" drag me to mingle and talk to them in the almost empty foyer. Enter Know-it-all and The Not Gay but Gay.

"Tony. Jeff." I drawl out giving them both curt nods respectively.

"Dude. Look who I dragged to a party!" Tony squeaks grabbing his male companion's arm in a death grip. I smirk at his uncracked voice. Although to be fair, my voice hasn't cracked either. But, I don't talk as much as most teenagers do. Or socialize.

Even if I'm often at parties it's because Ness drags me there to basically wander around till it begins to get late enough to start my pursuance of my ebony- haired amigo. It never ceases to amaze me on how I don't get fed up with getting forced into attending the same old high school parties. I only attend these shitty celebrations for Ness. Because being with him keeps me... happy.

Yeah, happy. What a huge lie

"Lucas. LucASSSSSSSS" Jeff speaks out in his 'too smart for you' tone

I'm out of it today for some reason. Ah, anyway suppose I should start giving the introductory card for the school's tech geek and know-it-all. Tony Pines a.k.a the gayest-but-not-gay-but-still-gay-for-Jeff sophomore. And coming in at 5'7 is our very own Jeffrey "Jeff" Andonuts. ("What a couple ladies and gentlemen." "WE ARE NOT DATING")

"Jeff, Tony, how's it swinging? Still the other way I hope. Tony, bro, have you even attempted your half of our English project? Jeff, still looking like a real life asshole I see." I retorted with my usual smirk crossing my pale face.

"I've started on it!" announces the shortest of our small group. I mentally snicker at his flamboyant-like behavior. Jeff's got himself a keeper, I'd say.

"When?" I ask with a head tilt and poke to his forehead with my pointer finger. Dead silence. Yeah, that's what I thought. Which is why my good associate Jeff will be doing his half for us because, I don't wanna talk to people I could care less about no longer than I have to. Don't take it as an offense. It's not personal just my mentality.

"Lucas, Since when have you known Tony of all people to complete an assignment on time?" Jeff muses with a ruffle to Tony's head in which the Pines Kid swats away.

I shoot him a solemn expression showing that I was not amused by his slacker boyfriend. "Do his half." I growl (attempt to growl, with my faulty voice that is) pointing an accusing finger at his lazy ass husband.

"Nope. Not a chance." the British decent denies my request. Oh two can play at that game.

"So how about we make a deal," I convey while unpocketing my cell and pulling up pictures in a file of my gallery labeled as 'Blackmail' , "you can do his project and I won't make sure your baby pictures aren't posted on the school website by Thursday morning" I muse with a grin signifiying that I had won the battle

"Fine!" He snaps, his pale cheeks burn in annoyance at request.

"Where do you even find those pictures?"

"A blackmailer mustn't ever reveal his sources."

We chatter, well they chatter while I nod occasionally, for a couple of minutes till our conversation ends at this topic at some point.

"Haha. Very funny I might sound like a gay activist but at least I can maintain a solid 4.0 grade point average unlike, some people who can't move theirs from that flimsy 3.8." Jeff is such a jackass sometimes.

"I'm still positive your either a gay. Or one of those JPOP band members. Remember that time I caught you listening to one of those Vocaloid things..." Well Tony is a jackass all of the time.

Taking a quick look at his watch, Jeff sighs tossing me a quick glare that should've killed me, "Tony, we've gotta head out soon if WE'RE gonna get started on your assignment.

This leads Tony waving to me before being tugged off by the undercover JPOP band member. Checking my watch I look at the time and smirk to myself in realization.

Well let's go Ness hunting!