"Uh, I don't have many friends here..."James said looking at Seth.

"That's good then. Stay that way, and I'm sure we'll get along fine."
Seth walked over to the clean corner and began gently taking down the wind-up toys, placing them in bubble wrap and then into boxes.
"If you want some kind of reward for being so... kind... then I suppose I could pay you both when we're done."

James looked at Seth,and then back at Dork then at Seth again."Uh...sure."He stated.

Seth walked over to the mirror to start removing the pictures. "How much would you want? Name your pr- dammit!" Seth ripped a sticky note from the mirror with a snarl.
"Where the fuck do these things come from!?"

"I don't know,but it's someone who can get into here."James said placing the stuffed animals into the box."And I want 20 dollars."He then closed the box and stood up.

"Oh really?" Seth snapped, with no small amount of sarcasm. He crumpled up the note and shoved it in his pocket. Then he turned to James with obvious disbelief. "...just 20? Are you sure you don't want more? It's not a big deal, I have money."

"What really!?Then can I have 250?"He asked hopeful.James needed some of the lastest raving equiment, and he's a little low of money right now."By the way, do you plan on coming to the school's seasonly rave?"James asked as he picked up something from the floor."Uh...ew.."He stated tossing it and making a face.

Xavier rolled his eyes and walked towards the door... "Gonna walk, so I don't stiffen up"

Seth watched James toss his ratty old cat doll across the room with barely masked displeasure. "You can have two-fifty, yeah. I'll have to call my mother and get the money..."
He pulled out his phone and got ready to dial his mother, turning to James for a moment. "...no."

"No?"James asked a little confused."No what?"He then added."If you think I put those notes there, then you sadly mistaken.I had no idea you even stayed at this school."
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"Fine........"Theodore whined before he sighed and turned over in his bed attempting to get sleep.

"No, I'm not going to the rave... In fact, I'm not leaving my room until I absolutely have to once I get my things back in. I want to know who's getting inside and how."
Seth dialed his mother, who answered with a loud "Guten tag?"
"Guten tag, Mutter."
"Seth! Wo sind sie gewesen? Warum rufen sie mich mehr nicht?"
"Ich bin sehr beschäftigt gewesen. Ich brauche Geld jetzt, 250."
"...Ok."
"Vielen dank. Ich liebe sie, Mutter."
"Ich liebe sie auch. Bleiben sie safe."
"Ok, Bye."
"Bye."
He hung up and turned to James, "Your money'll be here tomorrow, most likely. However long it takes to transfer to my account, and whether or not I feel like going to the bank."

[Woah... long conversation. Basically-
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mom."
"Where have you been? Why don't you call me more?"
"I've been busy. I need money, soon. $250."
"Ok"
"Thank you. I love you, Mom."
"I love you too. Be safe."]

James shrugged."Okay,and don't excpet to get any kind of sleep."He then stated winking playfully.

Seth got a look on his face that could only be described as disturbed.
"...what?! What's that supposed to mean?!" He said sharply, facing James fully this time and giving him a skeptical look.
Mind you that Seth was the very definition of a spoiled, jaded teenager. He spent most of his time that he was not in school getting into trouble- drinking, partying, going places with women he didn't know that were twice his age even though he was currently in a relationship- as such, his mind was far from clean and innocent, and he had come to expect the worst of people, as well as everything they said.

"The music is going to keep you up for hours on end."James corrected."By yours truly."He then added proudly.

Dork still leaned on the dresser scoping out the room. "Hm, is there anything with life in it here?"

"I wouldn't be all that surprised...."James said looking around.

'You too huh?" he started eying the floor. All he saw were some boxer briefs, a rayman game, and a game boy. "And I thought I was the Dork.", he said with emphasis.

James couldn't help but laugh a little."Oh hey..."He beagn tryin to hold in laughter."Don't be mean..."He then covered his face with his sleeve.

He sat on the bed praying it wouldn't fall. "Well this is surely the most fun thing at this school don't you think?"

"No...and I feel insulted."James said crossing his arms.

"Aww, why?", Dork's interest was finally sparked.

"Well you said nothing interesting happens at this school,and eariler I mentioned that I'm going to be a DJ for a little party that I'm putting together."James stated giving Dork a minor glare.

Meanwhile....
A teen girl wondered the halls shouting."Jamie!I need your help!"She then heard voices coming from a room down the halls."Jamie?Is that you?"She then speed up her pace.When she looked inside the room,and found James she frowned."James!I've been calling your ass for over five minutes and your cell is off."She stated leaning against the doorframe and tapping her nails against the frame.

"NO I meant this infernal room of-" He was interrupted by a female standing at the door. She looked pissed. She was yelling at James...calling him "Jamie"

((Minus weapon,and skin a dark-tan color))
James cringed when he heard his given pet name."Hi Cici."He said turning around. Cici or Stacy was the step-daughter of the Head Master.Unlike most girls that go to private school she had an attitude, without the arrogent and pompous ways of private school girls."You have to help me set up for the rave, me and my crew already started on the lighting."She said pouting.

Xavier walked around the building for what seemed like hours. It probably was since he was so much slower. When finished with his walk he slowly made it back to the dorm room.