"Ok," Syrus said to himself. "I just need to get out the window, down the tree, across the grounds, around the back, into Zanes room, down the hall, up the stairs, down the hall, and into my room, considering that Chan isn't there and that I don't run into anyone on the way, which is highly unlikely in itself, since it's lunch. Peice of cake!" Syrus groaned inwardly. It sounded even worse out loud.
He sighed. "Here goes," he whispered, as he opened the window of Jasmine's dorm and jumped into the tree outside. He crawled across it and waited for an empty spot in the croud of people, before jumping to one of the trees on the edge of the forest. He hopped down from that, (hopped, fell, whatever) and ran in the shadows towards the male Obelisk blue dorm. He was halfway there when he passed his friends, having half a mind to ask them for help, but desiding against it. There were a few of them that would never let this go if they saw it. He kept running, and managed to get around to the back of the boys dorms without anyone seeing him. 'Wow,' he thought as he waited for an opening to the tree outside his brothers room. 'I'm better at this than I thought I'd be.' He quietly climbed the tree and checked his brother's room to make sure it was empty. He ran through it and down the empty hallway, before taking the stairs two at a time. He was almost down the last stretch of the hallway to his room when he heard something behind him that made his heart stop.
There was no mistaking the sound of the boy behind him spluttering in surprise at the sight. Here he was, just walking down the hall to find Jaden's idiotic best friend for him cause he was too busy sucking face with Alexis to do it himself (double damn him!) but as he's walking, he found what he was looking for, just not the way he thought he would. Running down the hall was Syrus, in an obolisk blue uniform. A girls obelisk blue uniform. 'Do I even want to know?' was the one thought that ran through his head. The only one he wanted to consiously think that is. The others were along the lines of 'god, hes even cuter dressed in the girls uniform!' and 'why hasn't he done this before?' and 'how can I get him to do this again?' and 'I could just look at him forever!' but as you can guess, he didn't really want to acknowledge thinking those things about Syrus. So instead, he settled for "Do I even want to know?" coming out of his mouth as Syrus turned to stare at him, his expression beat red and frightened. (though, lately it always was.)
Syrus tried to cover his situation. "H-hi, Ch-Chazz..." 'Great, way to throw him off!' Syrus yelled in his head, staring at the look of almost utter confution adnorning Chazz's godlike features. Wait. 'what? Did I really just think of Chazz as godlike?' If possible, he grew even redder.
'Oh my god! I can't believe what I'm seeing. It's a dream come true! Only for me getting to use this against him. Of course. Why else would I be enjoying this? I mean its not like its because his perfect, small, shapeful body covered by only that small amount of skin tight cloth that shows his milky pale arms and legs along with the adorable small curves his form takes in that skirt-' Chazz was brought out of his inner musings by the voice of the angel standing in front of him. 'Ok really? Moving on!'
"So..." Syrus didn't know what to say. Chazz was just staring at him, and if Syrus didn't know any better, he'd say that the dark eyes that were looking him up and down were not only looking at him for hilariousity (if thats a word), but there was another thing in his eyes. Hate? No, not enough anger. Disgust? No, not enough hate. Then it hit him. The feeling there was... pleasure. 'That can't be right!' thought Syrus desprettly, but there was no mistaking the dark pleasure under the other emotions in Chazz's eyes.
Chazz quickly snapped to attention as he saw something click in the bluenettes eyes. He didn't know what it was, but if Syrus knew that Chazz liked his new look, he'd be doomed. So Chazz plastered a traidmark smirk onto his face and resisted the urge to tell the kid how great he looked, just incase the sarcasm was missing. "Trying a new look?"
Syrus gulped. The look of pleasure had left Chazz's eyes almost instantly after he had realized what the emotion was. 'Did he see me realize it? He must have not wanted me to know that he likes the ski- wait, what? He likes it?' He decided to find out. Besides, he couldn't get in a much worse situation than this. If anyone in his group of friends was going to see him like this, Chazz was the worst possible choice. Not that he'd had a choice. So he put the most Chazz like smirk on his face as he could, flipped his hair, and crossed his arms. "Why?" he asked in an almost rich voice, causing Chazz to look confused again. "Do you like it?"
It was Chazz's turn to gulp. The kid really knew how to get to him. Plus this line proved that Syrus had seen that he liked it. 'Crap! Now how am I going to cover that up?' But then an idea came to him and his smirk was back. "Enough to take a picture." he said, pulling out his phone and snapping a shot of the bluenette before Syrus could react. "Anyway," he said as he slipped his phone away and watched the realization come onto Syrus's adorab- annoying face as he realized what Chazz had just done. "You're friends are waiting. Though I advise you get changed before meeting them outside." He called the last bit over his shoulder as he turned and walked away, disappearing down the stairs, and leaving a disraggled Syrus staring in the direction that Chazz had just disappeared. He was so doomed.
Hey guys! Review, please, and FYI - Chan is Syrus's roomate, made him up for the purpose of the story. Hope that didn't confuse any of you! ;)