Timothy walked around in the halls of the school, noticing the cafe he and Arick had bought lunch earlier. Hmm... I do fancy something to drink. All the sleeping made me thirsty. I can continue exploring the school after having a drink. Nodding to himself he opened the door to the cafe as he slipped inside. Making his way to the counter was hard, since the place was still packed. Ah... What to get myself. Cocoa! No... Too sweet. I need something more subtle. "Excuse me, do you have cinnamon tea? Yes? Well that's great. Could I have one cup please?" As he paid for his drink, he spotted one 'vacant' chair, and as he walked up to it, he noticed there was a boy sitting on the chair across it. "Excuse me, is this seat taken? If not, do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is packed, unfortunately."

Ronni glanced up with his ever-present dazed look and blinked out of his trance of staring at the patterns on the tile. He flushed slightly and said "No.. It's not taken.." He continued to kick is feet as he mumlbed "You can sit here.." He trailed off and put his cup of hot cocoa down, covering his paint covered hands with his shirt sleaves.

Timothy tilted his head to the right, studying the boy as he sat down. "Thank you." I just came here today, and finding my way is harder than I thought it would be. He leaned over the cup to smell the scent of the tea which was calming his nerves. He felt the warmth of it against his face as he closed his eyes, soon after opening them again. He looks like a elementary school kid... Paint on his hands... Odd. Well perhaps he's artistic? "Are you attending this school too? I just got here today, and I think I have a messy dorm mate. Both beds in the dorm were trashed, and the dorm itself was a slight mess too. Makes me wonder what kind of person I'm dorming with." He smiled, taking a small sip from his tea.

Ronni nodded and said "Welcome.." He took another sip of his hot cocoa, foam on his upper lip. He blinked at Timothy and said "Yes, I am also a student.. I arrived this morning. I don't know if I have a roommate or not.." He sighed slightly to himself and said "I am in the Moon dorm and I seem to be alone in there.." Ronni continued to kick his tennis shoes together from side to side.

Timothy almost choked in his tea as he eyed Ronni. He let out a soft gasp of surprisement, blown away by the fact he was sharing his dorm with the little boy in front of him. "Moon dorm one... Is my dorm too... So I guess that makes you the one who trashed my bed?" He looks adorable, yet trashing beds just cause you assume you don't have a dorm mate... Isn't that a bit rude? He frowned, wrapping his hands around the cup to warm himself. This is not going to be a drag too is it..?

Ronni flushed deep red and glanced down at his shoes. "I didn't trash your bed.. It just not made anymore.. I had my shoes off.." he mumbled and flushed even deeper. "I am very sorry.. The room was so white.. You don't understand.." He sighed and glanced up, cheeks bright pink "I had to make the walls colorful.. It was too boring.." He said softly.

"It's okay. I just wondered who did it and why. I thought the walls were that colorful though. It's lovely, what you did I mean, so don't feel bad about it. Seeing the paint on your hands should've made it clear for me, yet I'm running slow and jetlagging, once again." He took off his cap which he placed on the side of the table, before running a hand through his hair as he rested it back on the table. "I assume you love art and/or painting? If so, perhaps we could paint together one time. I myself love to draw and paint, yet people always criticize me, since they say it's not a real profession and that it makes me look gay." He sighed, taking another sip from his tea as he closed his eyes. "They're too blind to see what pleasure it brings to me, though..."

Ronni peaked up at Timothy between white and blond bangs. He took another sip of his cocoa and said "Okay.. I am just glad you aren't mad me.." He put his hot cocoa back on the table and he nodded to Timothy, his cheeks slowly losing it's flushed tone. "I love to paint.. Draw.. Sculpter... I love it all." He sighed dreamily, glacing at Timothy with his glazed over eyes. Ronni slightly giggled to himself and said softly, "Blind? I am partially blind." He then said gently "I would enjoy very much painting with you.. I am sorry people are cruel to you for loving art but it's them who look closed-minded.." Ronni was a very old soul even though he was still child-like.

"I can't be mad at someone who I just met. It's not even getting off on the wrong foot either, you took off your shoes, so I'm fine. I almost wondered if I walked into the wrong dorm, seeing two beds walked on." He smiled warmly, sipping some more of his tea. Ah.. Delicious. And my dorm mate isn't a real 'bad guy' either. "Sculptures are good, yet I'm not good at making them. I used to do pottery too. Making my own vases and all. Was fun. And you're right. People like them are closeminded, yet it's hard when one of them is none other than a relative who you look up to." He pouted, then shrugged it off. "I do what I want to do, weither they like it or not. I'm not gay, as far as I can say about myself. Yet if they wish to claim that, let them do so." He sipped on his tea once again. "Say, how old are you? You look rather... Young, to say?"

Ronni laughed a bit when Timothy mentioned walking into the wrong dorm. He took another sip of his hot cocoa, wiped his mouth with a napkin. He is nice. "I enjoy sculpting, getting my hands dirty and all.. I kind of stink at making vases though.." He trailed off and pouted to himself. Ronni said softly, "I have three elder brothers and we are all nothing alike. So my parents are fine with my passion. I have one brother who is a photographer, the other is a dentist, and the one who is a few years older than me is going to be a gaming designer." He laughed slightly to himself and said "We only look alike if you put us all together.."

Ronni siad softly, "My elder brother is a homosexual and I am as well.." He slightly flushed and shrugged it off saying softly "I am sixteen.. I just turned sixteen two weeks ago.."

"Brothers... Lovely. I'm a single child." A born mistake. The child of my father's affaire. Nice to meet you. Envy. "Ah, but it seems lovely though. Being able to do things with others, and though you don't look alike, you all have something in common. The blood running through your veins, I assume. Photographer, dentist, game designer... All sounding amazing. Perhaps you could be a pixel artist for the games your brother will design." He laughed softly. "You're homosexual, you sau. How do you know, or find out? Are you not attracted to women? I wouldn't know to be honest. I don't think I'm homo, yet I never really hang out with girls either. It was always all boys schools for me. Last year, made me wonder weither I would be A-sexual. Oh well. You should feel proud to be able to talk about it so freely. I admire that." Or rather wish I knew what I was myself... Sipping some more of his tea, he licked his lips, setting his hat straight.

Ronni frowned in sympathy saying, "I am sorry.." He giggled slightly saying "You can borrow one of mine... I don't like video games." He shrugged and said, "I am not too good at computers either.. I don't think I would be good at using art programs on the computer.. Call me a traditionalist.." He trailed off and said, "I found out since I have never been attracted to women and then as a dare a boy kissed me at a party, and I liked it.." He shrugged, a slight flush rising to his face "Thank you, I don't feel ashamed like some do, I don't believe in being judged on preferences of love.." He trailed off in his dazy tone.

"Traditional is good. And people who judge are afraid to be judged. It's one thing I learned. Though I didn't learn much in English." He smiled. "I would wonder at times what my sexuality would be, yet doing a truth or dare goes a bit too far I think." He blushed shyly, quickly sipping is tea.

[Sorry it's short x.x]

((Its cool. c: ))

Ronni flushed slightly thinking He is cute, he then said "Well being blind when I was born and then regaining eye sight over therapy.. I wasn't able to go to many birthday parties and that was my first one I was invited to back when I was in 7th grade.. I was home schooled so not many chance to have many friends.." He shrugged and said "I don't regret it but I wish I could've found out in a slightly different way.. The guy was very mean to me afterwards.."

Titus sighed a bit. That could have proven to be a very eventful pool time if not for Natasha. Then again how was he to complain. He was kissing his teacher in a public pool, of course they were bound to be seen. Titus rubbed his temples. Toby was still bright red and Titus would have been too if he was not thinking so deeply. He felt bad for putting his teacher in this position.

[[also posting just so I don't lose titus ^_^' anyone got any suggestions? >< ]]

((Hm suggestions for Toby and Titus? Hm.. What about a race between Natasha and Titus to get a chance to kiss Toby? xD Make him feel even more awkward. I love it. x3))

Toby was watching Titus and noticed he was thinking very hard. I wonder if he thought I kissed good? What if I was a bad kisser? What if I am a bad kisser?!

((Possibleh, but I don't think Kat is on right now.))

Titus looked over at Toby and smiled disarmingly.

"Its getting rather late, Toby."

The blonde boy commented offhandedly, realizing that the pools temperature was getting colder. The boy wrapped his arms around himself to try and conserve some heat. It had been a long day, and if he was correct they had classes tomorrow.

((Yeah, she's not on. -.- Sorry it's short but I am kind of uninspired without her on since the three of us RPing. xD ))

Toby nodded at Titus and said, "Yes, it is getting rather late. Unlike Natasha and myself, you probably aren't use to be night owls."

((Yeah me too. I still want to make a teacher character lol.))

"Not particularly. I study a lot and usually end up passing out on my desk by 9. I think I am going to head out..."

Titus chuckled, happy that at least for now the woman had stopped berating. them. It had been quite obvious what they were doing. He swam over to Toby. Figuring she had already seen it anyways, it didn't matter. The blonde boy captured Toby's lips softy. He pulled away after a moment, looking Toby in his hazel eyes.

"See you in class tomorrow, Teacher."

Titus said with a cheeky grin. He swam back to the side and hoisted himself out of the pool with his strong arms. He grabbed his stuff and threw a wave over his shoulder, a lot more confident then he truly felt.

Toby was watching Titus and then when he got closer he raised a brow but then Titus kisssed him. Toby kissed back gently when Titus kissed him and flushed when he called him Teacher. He watched Titus get out and waved good bye. He glanced over a Natasha saying, "So.."

Natasha practically had a cheeky kitty smirk on her face as she watched, swimming closer to him. "Well he's certainly a brave one, kissing you in front of me like that." She said teasingly.

Arick's eyes widened when Avery leans up and kisses her. She leans back, breaking the kiss and growled. "I'm not a sap like my brother, save your tricks for someone else." She said with a glare, still pinning him.

Toby slowly started swimming away from Natasha, he was still slightly flushed and cleared his throat and said "He is a very nice guy.." He ran fingers through his dark black hair.

Natasha grabbed his hand and slowly pulled herself to him. "So he is... but I think he was trying to make me jealous..." She said sensually, giving him a subtle seductive look in the dimming pool area.

Toby flushed and thought She is very pretty.. He started to stutter and cleared his throat and said "J-jealous? Why would he want to do that, Tasha?" He glanced underwater at her hand holding his.

Avery glared at Arick and eyes widened in shock at what he just did. 'what the hell was that all about?!' he asked himself. He went to cover his mouth by instinct and realized that he was still being held down by his wrists. His face flushed bright pink and he could feel his cheeks burn up, and he NEVER blushed. Freaked out, he started thrashing. "GET OFF OF ME!" he yelled and tried rolling over.