Ekman's friends or bandmates if you would call them entered the building. This was not some kind of special evening or anything unless you included celebrating the new leader of a country something to celebrate about. They walked into the door, ready to pop open a champagne. Ekman and his bud's (Scott the one with the black hair, Smith the one with the tattoo, and Calub the one with the man bun), were exploring the mansion that was gifted to Ekman from his uncle Octavio on his will.

"This place is radical," Smith while amazed, affirmed as they walked down the hall

"Thanks, I guess ," Ekman replied putting his hand on his neck and smiled.

"I think it is sub par," Scott responded joining the conversation while putting his hand on an oak table with a vase of roses, "I don't like the texture of it."

"That's what she said!" Calub shouted. Smith and Calub erupted with laughter. Ekman had a chuckle while Scott grew frustrated.

"I didn't mean that to be a joke," Scott angirly responded.

"C'mon Scott can't you take a joke?" Asked Smith while laughing.

"That joke is extremely overused," Scott affirmed with rolling his eyes, "It has been uncool for so many years."

"You need to lighten up Scott," Calub replied while staring right at him.

"Quit being so edgy," Ekman added on, "It isn't cool, it's just sad."

"Whatever, I don't care what you all say," Scott replied while just blankly staring at the balcony, "You just don't seem to understand me."

"We get it," Smith responded as he walked up to Scott, "Your dad abandoned you, We get it. You don't need to drag that thought on forever."

"It isn't just like that,"Scott added on as he continued to give a dead stare at the window, "Just never mind,"

"What is on the Television tonight?" Calub asked trying to turn the tables away from Scott.

"You'd have to check," Ekman replied as he handed the remote to Calub. Scott stared at the window for another moment, then he turned away and Looked at Ekman and asked, "Ekman you are the new leader of Octo valley correct?"

"Yeah, " Ekman Replied.

"What, you think this place is democratic," Calub added on, trying to get laugh out of someone.

"So, shouldn't you be trying to fix this place instead of being a typical teenager?" Scott asked as he looked back at Ekman.

"Chill man," Smith said as he joined in on the conversation, "Ekman is going to do his work starting tomorrow, according to his schedule."

"So in other words Ekman is not trying to be reckless by creating a schedule?" Scott responded with a question as he sat down on the leather coated coach and sat down on the one that is on the opposing side of the glass table, "Still a seventeen year old running a place like this, he isn't going to even survive. Most leaders are over at least twenty."

"Does it really matter?" Calub asked as he got up off the couch, "Ekman is going to do a fine job as a leader."

"That's what any other alcoholic would say!" Scott yelled as he snapped at Calub.

"What the hell did you just call me?!" Calub yelled, "It's not like your the one with problems!"

"My dad abandoned me!" Scott yelled as he grabbed Calub and raised him into the air.

"Everyone just stop!" Ekman shouted as he broke Calub and Scott apart, "I invited all of you to commemorate something, not to break up fights!"

"Well I'm sorry that this scum fuck thinks it is okay to say that they are the only one with problems," Calub replied to the message that Ekman was trying to get across.

"Really do you want to go there," Scott responded to Calub's comment. The three then began arguing. Smith was wanting to stay out of it but eventually had to bud in. He walked up to the three of them after getting off the couch.

"Guy's can you stop acting like barbaric children," Smith affirmed as he walked up to the three of them, "Just take a drink of water and apologize for what you did."

"What no, he is the one who started it," Calub replied. Scott was back to giving a dead stare at the window. It had seemed if his eyes were glued opened.

"Fine, then just settle it yourselfs," Smith in a fit of rage commented as he left the room. Scott and Calub ended up leaving after an hour or two, and then it was just Smith and Ekman.

"So," Ekman said.

"So what?" Smith asked.

"There is this speech that I have to perform and I would like some else, you know for support," Ekman replied.

"So you are saying that we pose as a gay couple," Smith added.

"What! No!," Ekman responded as he nearly fell over, and the catched his balance, "We go as friends, or I could just decline."

"I would decline just in case people speculate," Smith responded, "Unless you could meet a girl in the next eight hours."

"I guess you're right," Ekman commented, "By the way how did you know what time it was at?"

"I read your schedule, It is in the living room still on the table," Smith replied.

"Oh, well then I guess I should hit a club," Ekman responded.

"You know you are seventeen, right?" Smith asked sarcastically.

"Oh Crap," Ekman replied. Ekman accepted the fact that he would not have support for this speech. He was upset, but he cannot have this take him down. He knew that he needed to show up. He needed to impress the people he was going to rule. He knew that, but that pill would be hard to swallow for him. He decided he needed sleep.

P.S. I do not hate gay people, just to clarify. Thanks, please continue to read ;)

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