Riley looked out the window, mid-sigh. The teacher's voice trailed off as he watched the trees outside flow with the breeze. His leg began shaking, signaling his last strand for sitting still. School bells soon rang through-out the school, and Riley bolted outside to an uncertain location.

With his backpack almost falling off, he clipped it to stay on. Being able to look back and see the exact spot he was sitting. Momentarily he looked around, seeing a small ledge next to a hill.

Running past the ledge, he slid down the leaf-covered hill, leaning his weight back to counterbalance. He sat at the bottom of the hill, hair flowing through his hair as with the trees. He closed his eyes and sighed. "I can't take it, being inside anymore..."

He laid back as he heard a girl's force, "Where were you off to in a hurry?"

"Just, outside..."

"Can't sit still, can you?"

"Nope," Riley opened his eyes to see a girl with black - slightly spikey - hair with turquoise tips sitting next to him. His green eyes met the most unique color of lavender eyes. "DJ, huh?" he said, looking at her black shirt, ripped skinny jeans, and neon high-tops shoes.

She looked down at her shirt, "It's, just a shirt."

"Really? I thought you were some form of famous DJ," Riley spoke in a joking matter, getting the girl to laugh.

"I'm Storm Wolf."

"Riley."

"I know, I'm in your class."

"Seriously? I've never seen you."

"I'm seated way in the back."

"Ah..." Riley thought for a moment, "I shouldn't even be here."

"W-Why?" Storm asked, worried that she was bothering him.

He chuckled slightly, "That sounded pretty bad, didn't it? Sorry. I meant be in Junior year, or this school."

"And why is that?"

"I got held back a year, and I only joined to be with my friends, who're Seniors."

"But you can still hang out with them right?"

"Yeah, I guess. Not to mention they'd pay too much attention to school anyway."

"That's not a bad thing you know."

"I do. It just seems like it's a bit... too serious you know? It just seems all the people I can relate to are guys. I just want like, one girl friend to hang out with." Riley knew he probably should have chosen his words more carefully than that.

"Girlfriend?" asked Storm with a slight blush.

"No. Girl, friend. I'm not really looking for a girlfriend, especially since I'm getting flashbacks."

"Flashbacks, about what?"

"Just, one, about two years ago. A girl asked me out, and when I told her no, she ran off with tears in her eyes. I don't think I can handle that a second time so soon."

"Ah, I see. It's pretty hard on girls when getting rejected by their crush."

"I realized..."

XXXX

"Dinner, was excellent," said Donte.

"Well it should be, you paid for it."

Donte coughed slightly, "I don't think I can eat another..." he coughed again, this time, bring his hands to his mouth. He pulled out half a deck of cards from his mouth. "bite."

Applejack smiled, "Wow, didn't expect that one," she said sarcastically.

"Sorry, I'm being a bit predictable with my jokes. I'm not a comedian, I'm a magician, there's a difference."

"For one, your jokes."

"And for two..." he looked at her unsurprised from her comment, "I can do something, no one else can."

"And what is that?" Her phone vibrated, she took it out, 'New Message'. Opening up her texts, she sees 'This -Donte.'

"It's a little, something something I picked up a few years back," Donte spoke with a chuckle.

"So, maybe we should hang out again, tomorrow night maybe?"

"That's my line."

"But only if I approve it."

"Applejack the Cowgirl, taking control huh?"

"You have a problem?" she smirked.

"Nope. Just, realize something."

"And what is that?"

She was pulled in, as their lips connected once more. Seconds later, their lips parted with Donte's remark, "You aren't the only one who can take control."

XXXX

Casey looked over at his friend, "Come on, Bluey, I understand that I can't play and sing for that one song, but that doesn't mean you can just ignore the whole practice."

Blueice put his phone down, after sending a text message, "I'm sorry, I'm just, texting this girl."

"A lass, huh?"

"Yeah. I guess you would say I 'fancy' her."

"Ah, so how's it going?"

"I don't think she realizes it, I don't even know what to do about it."

"Just tell her the truth. In person would be preferred, but you can do it over text."

"Even if I do, what if she doesn't feel the same? I rather us be friends than never talk to her again."

Casey put his guitar up, and sat next to him, "But if you don't say anything, then she isn't gonna know anything. Just tell her, the worst thing she can do, is say no."

"But I don't want a no."

"Look, if it's too hard, I can tell her for ya."

"Would you?"

"Sure. Now," patting Blueice's back one, Casey stood up, "let's get back to practicing. Shall we?"

Blueice smiled with a nod, "Yeah."

Note from the Author: Since I forgot to do this last chapter, Casey Knight is an OC submitted by Captain Alaska, while Blueice by (Guest) Blueice Navy. Also, new OC in this Chapter, Storm Wolf from Dj Storm. Hope you all enjoyed!