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SUMMARY: Vince is the new boy at a boarding school in Leeds but what happens when he makes it his policy to wreak havoc and meets a boy called Howard?

TITLE: The Boarding School

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The Boarding School

Chapter 9- My Reason

Howard awoke in the middle of the night. He had a nightmare that 'Jazz4U inc.' shut down and woke up having a mild panic attack. He looked over at Naboo (or the ball curled up in the blankets) and chuckled at the angular points coming from the covers near his feet which he identified as his shoes. He did wonder if he would ever take them off. He wore them everywhere (though he wasn't sure about the shower seen as he's never looked).

He set his gaze upon Vince and smiled affectionately. He was fourteen, he had one relationship which ended in a mugging of his trumpet and fleeing of the school, He was unsure of how many relationships Vince had been through. It was obviously more than him as he was more confident around people and he had a sort of childish feel which made Howard feel… different. Good different, like when you win a jazz competition which he was also clueless as what the feeling was like. He had entered a few and had a good chance of wining one but he was criticised by another boy so knocked him out with his trumpet and got kicked out. His parents never really forgave him; it was his half brother Philip. Philip was older than him and worked in Dixons on the tills, he made a good living, swore that he would never keep in touch with Howard after the competition and they left it at that. Howard wasn't fazed, he never really liked Philip. He preferred the cat on Naboo's picture which incidentally was called Philip.

It was silent in the room apart from the soft snoring which occasionally burst through the silence. Howard followed the sounds. Being a musician, he had excellent hearing and traced it back to Vince. Sliding out of bed, Howard decided to wander around the corridors. It was a coldish night and all he was wearing was some pyjama bottoms with trumpets on and a plain t-shirt. Apart from that his arms were completely exposed to the biting cold. The corridors were dark seen as it was after curfew but Howard didn't mind. He had become a little more wayward since he had met Vince. He had changed his whole life. Now Howard couldn't imagine his life without him.

Vince began to stir and soon his blue eyes popped open and he bolted upright.

"That was terrible. Numan? A bald patch? Yeah right." Vince chuckled and looked over at Howard's bed. It was empty. "Howard?" Vince whispered quietly so as not to wake the shaman who was soundly sleeping. "Howard?" Deciding to go and find Howard was better than sitting about listening to Naboo snoring rather loudly. "Howard? Howard? C'mon Howard this 'aint funny." Vince was now shouting down the corridors and he heard his voice echo through the atmosphere. Soon a hand was placed on his shoulder and he turned around.

"Vince wait!" Howard shouted and grabbed Vince's formed fist. "It's me."

"Howard. "Where did you go? I looked everywhere." Howard nodded and looked out one of the floor length windows.

"I went for walk that's all. Oh and I've been meaning to ask you, are you just causing havoc so you'll get kicked out?" Howard's voice held tones of seriousness but hidden was hurt and worry.

"Howard, there's a reason I'm staying here. If I 'ad my way I'd be out of 'ere before you can say 'Mick Jagger' but it's just you. You're keeping me here because I want to leave but I can't. You and Naboo, you're the only real friends I have and I can't lose you." Howard's eyes widened to almost normal size and had confusion twined with them.

"What?" He asked in a high pitched, shocked voice.

"You, you're my reason." Vince sighed. Howard just stood in complete silence before turning and walking away. "Howard? Howard what's up?" Vince asked and traipsed after his emotional friend.

A/N: Ok so I know this chapter was rubbish. Was it rubbish? Yeah it was. Please review even though and I'll try and improve. Oh and if you're wondering, I put the *_*'s on so it was easier to read seen as there wasn't much speech.