Name: Samara

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Name: James

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With a deep breath, Samara opened the door. Entering the noisy, crowded, brightly lit up building, the female cringed, trying to calm her nerves and just look for her friends. While as far as clubs went, this one was fairly tame, it was still a club, and the college female was very uncomfortable. Feeling more than slightly claustrophobic as she squeezed her way through the dancing, gyrating bodies and the packs of frinds standing in the middle of people's way, she reached a table not too far from the mini bandstand in the bar. Sitting besides a brunette and a ebony haired girl, the strawberrry blonde let out a sigh, glad to be with some semi-normal people now.

She never went into clubs,and tonight, a newly popular band was playing in a place open to the general public. She was here for two reasons. And only two. To be with her friends, and to see one of her newest favorite bands live.

In a crowd of fans James was swoon over the girls, knowing quite well how attractive he was. What girl could resist a well built, blonde, blue-eyed, singer? At least that is what he thought as he threw sultry smirks at blushing girls leaning against the stage. He was having a great time waiting for the time he could preform, the only thing that could make it better. Begin on stage was like ecstasy, with the screaming girls, flashing lights and singing his heart out unwilling to let his fans down. Then his desires came true when the lead guitarist of the band came over and kicked him in the shoulder. James looked up at the black haired, pale skinned, man that seemed to be working the emo style.

With a grin, James bid adieu to all his fans pulling himself up onto the stage. Now with his band he pulled his guitar strap over his head, tuned it, conversed with his band mates and then walked over to the mic. Standing there he just had to take in the few of all the people in the room. Was going to be a good night, a very good one.

"Hey everyone. How are you doing tonight? I hope you all know how we are if not you will know by the end of this performance." James said with a laugh as he brought the attention of the room upon him. Oh how he loved this part. "Why don't we get this started!" James started a count to 3 so the band knew when to start and was in tempo. The voice that came out of the blonds mouth wasn't perfect. Yes, it was smooth and sensual but it had a unique sound. He was willing to use the hoarse sound that came out of his throat if he tried to hit a note that was too high.

[color="purple"]Samara was just about to order a glass of water and maybe a snack when the lead band member and hs crew stepped on stage, the room quiclkly filled with the sound of screaming, whistling fans, most of them female. Although the loud noise made her jump slightly, the young woman looked up, seeing the admittedly good looking blonde as his smile lit up his features, mic pulled to his lips.

Her friends just as quickly joining the mass of squealing women, Samara smiled, they seemed to be having fun. Looking up from her chair, Samara eyed the band, silently appraising each one. As soon as his speech was done, the man began the countdown, making the music loving redhead tap her feet. Matching the tempo echoing from the speakers, Samara smiled, litening to his unique, captivating voice swim in her head and fill the room.

So far, this seemed fun, and Samara secretly thanked her friends for convincing her to come along this evening.[/purple]

The band consisted of a drummer that was the typical guy with tattoos, piercings, and seemed to have a loud personality. However the bassist on the other hand was more of a conservative quiet guy. Even with such a big differences they all got along, loving to perform for their fans and make music. So James was the only one having a great time. But he was center stage and he had to put on a show. He danced, sang and played a few choruses and solos on his guitar. It didn't take long for him to get a nice sheen of sweat to his skin and his blond hair dampened. As the performance came to a close James looked out of breath but he was still singing fine until he said his farewell. "This has been brought to you by Immoral Delirium and I hope you had a great time!" he said with a wink and a smile.

Jumping off the stage James made his way to the bar he needed a drink of water. That was till he was soon crowded by the fan girls he slowly backed up trying to be nice to the girls. He backed up right into someone. Quickly he turned to look down at a girl with strawberry blond hair, he couldn't help but think she was kind of cute. Was a rare chance to meet someone with such a enticing hair color. "I'm really sorry. Are you okay?" he asked with a concern voice he had just walked back into her.

Cheering along with the rest of the clamouring fans, Samara felt her smile grow, no longer shaky and shy at the moment. Clapping enthusiastically and tapping her foot to the sound of the music resonating in her eardrums and her head, she beamed happily, deciding, perhaps going out to see a live band wasn't so bad after all. She could do this again. By the time they were done, she gave one last applause along with the others before wiping the thin sheen of sweat from her brow, all the warmth and movement in the building taking effect.

Turning to get a virgin strawberry margarita, Samara never got to the counter before she was crashed into by someone taller and stronger than she. About to apologize, she heard the stranger beat her to it, blinking in stunned surprise. She knew that voice. Glancing up to see if her suspiscions were correct, Samara found herself staring at none other than the band leader, the head guitarist and vocalist for the band Immoral Delirium. Well this was certainly unexpected and interesting. Flushing bright red out of embarassment and shyness, for like all boys, he was somewhat foreign and intimidating to her. "N-no...I'm sorry I was in your way sir, I'll move aside now though. Sorry, clumsy as usual..hahaha, well, I guess that's me, tmy friends always say I'm a bit of a spaceshot at times and-" she was cut off by a hand on her mouth, her two best friends shaking their heads and smiling at her. Samara had a tendency to ramble and stutter when nervous or stressed.

Shh, there there, it's ok Samara, we got ya. Sorry about that, she means well." explained the raven haired girl.

James listened to the girls rambling attentively. It was cute with a nice layer of amusement that brought a smile to his face once again. That was till her friends quieted her only making him laugh. He couldn't help but be interested when almost all the girls around him were too shocked or screaming to talk to him. "I believe she meant no harm. I couldn't help but find it adorable. At least let me get you guys around of drinks for your troubles." he offered wanting to make up for bumping into the girl and hopefully make her feel more comfortable. Couldn't help but noticed she seemed rather nervous. As he waited for a reply he order some water for his band and himself.

Wanting to have a conversation with the girl and her friends he turned to his fans. He politely asked them if he could have a breather would be with them later. Would much rather be around someone that caught his attention. So he quietly watched the strawberry blond girl out the corner of his eye as he rubbed his hand through his thick locks. While standing there he started to feel quite warm and unbuttoned his shirt a little more so his skin could breath. "So what would your names be?" he asked trying to strict up a conversation before they left him. Just wanted someone to talk to that didn't scream.

Feeling her face burn an even brighter hue at his comment of 'adorable' Samara squeeked softly, though it was muffled for a few moments more before her friends released her captured mouth, placing her in between them. "I'm Deckle." replied the ebony haired female, waving a bit before indicating the brunette speak. "Tatiana." "This here is Samara, but don't call her sammy or sam, she hates that name." "Very much so." added Tatiana. "As for drinks, well, we're all good, but I'm sure Samara here would like a virgin strawberry margarita, she hasn't had one in a while." remarked Deckle, grinning as she patted her hand on the redhead's shoulder.

As the fans were denied, most of them were torn. Some of he more polite and level headed ones listened and backed off with little pouts or sighs of "aw man!" However, the extreme sqeeling fangirls lingered nearby, pouting in what was meant to be a cute manner and whining petulantly to get the band member's attention. "But I finally get to meet my idol." "Who does your hair?" "When will you sign autographs?" "How much are CD's?" "Wanna have a drink with us?"

Samara, did NOT like being the center of attention. At all. It made her clam up and shift nervously. The girls who refused to leave were giving her a headache to boot. About to excuse herself to the restroom to cool down and take a breather, she caught sight of his semi exposed chest. Well, that was new. Unlike thos people who flaunted around and displayed their bodies when all you'd wish was they'd put it away, this male's chest was rather a nice sight.

The girls within range all squeeled and started to compliment the blonde, some trying to sneak pictures. Samara just turned red.

With a gentle smile James nodded at there introductions. "It is nice to meet you all, I'll be sure to keep that in mind Samara." he said as he turned to get Samara her virgin strawberry margarita. Slowly he was starting to tense up. It was hard for James to ignore the pouting fangirls with their whines and questions. Being raised as a gentleman made him struggle to ignore them. So before he went nuts he contemplated up a plan to have a normal conversation with the girls. The other band members would like them, they didn't scream or ask many questions. An apologetic smile came to his face. "I'm sorry for the chaos, it takes time to get use to large amounts of attention like this."

As the margarita was up James pulled out a pen from his pocket picking up the glass so he could get to the napkin he acted as though he was signing it. When really he wrote a message to the girls to meet him in the band in the room behind the stage. It was signed by him so they just had to show it to the workers to get it. Finishing it off he put the glass back over it and slid the drink over to Samara. "I guess I need to take care of my fans." He gave them a nod and a smile before parting with four water bottles in his hands.

It was awhile before James could get in the back room after answering the girls questions and autographing things. The room wasn't that big, had a few couches, a mini fridge with counters and a tv. The whole band was in the room to avoid the girls outside. All he wanted was a sane conversation and he just had to leave one. Became way too much after awhile. James ears were ringing as he handed out the water and found refuge on the couch. Now in the privacy in the small room James unbuttoned his shirt all the way. Unwilling to do that around all the girls. The drummer went in an mocked James, "Don't you like the screaming girls pretty boy?" With a glare James looked at the drummer like he was on drugs.

But James' eyes lingered on the door hoping the girls would come. They seemed nice and sociable enough. Not like they could make Samara anymore nervous then squealing girls and all that attention.

The two nodded, watching as the untamable mass of fangirls crouded the poor blonde. "Looks like you have your hands full." remarked Tatiana, Deckle nodding as well. It was disappointing to see him go, he seemed rather vice. Samara softly nodded in gratitute, thanking the taller male for her cold treat, sipping away at her strawberry blended goodness. Before the letters could be blurred out, Samara reached to wipe herself with the paper when she caught sight of the words written on it. He wanted them to meet him and his band in the back? Well this was unprecidented, never before had Samara ever gotten an invite like that. Was he for real?

By the time the three girls headed to the back, Samara began to fidget a bit, feelig her doubts bubble. What was she to say to him? This would just be akward for him. Her friends ignored her worries, knocking upon the band door. "We're back!" called Deckle, signaling Samara put away her cell phone. During the commotion, she had been playing Tetris.

In the room the band were being typical guys as James and the drummer got into a wrestling fight, the others were just cheering them on till one caved in defeat. Then after that they turned off the tv and started a game of poker using the food in the room as poker chips. For once without clothes but they usually did that in the privacy of one of the members basement. Only thing that got them moving was when a girl knocked on the door.

It had become a race to get to the door and James was trying to get to the front because they were his guests. Throwing the door open James' shirt was practically off, his hair was a mess, and the other guys were practically upon him. "Welcome to our hideout!" chimed in the guitarist. "Dang, they are cute you choose right James... I want the ebony haired one." The drummer said checking out Deckie. "Good choice, they aren't screaming." That was all the bassist had to say. Then it was James' turn, he just grinned, "Hey! Welcome back." He seemed oblivious to the fact he was almost shirtless. Was just glad they actually came! It made him happy and the others.

"Now the party will begin! Lets play some poker!" The drummer laughed merrily dragging James into the room with the guitarist leaving the bassist to hold the door open for the girls and give them introductions. Drummer was Devin, Guitarist was Keegan, and the Bassist was Corey.

Hearing scrambling inside, the three girls giggled, looking at each other and trying to picture what the crazy males were up to. As the door was flung open, Deckle just grinned, hand on her hip as she heard the first specific compliment directed at her. Her eyebrows raised as she smirked, giving them a 'You're welcome to try' expression, but it was obvious she was a tough girl when the occassion called for it.

Tatiana smiled good naturedly, patting Samara on the shoulder, who had been fine, until, well, the might as well have been shirtless lead guitar and vocalist stood before her, making her normal face burn 5 shades of red. While normally, Samara and her friends looked more at hair than bodies, or at least didn't obsess over abs and the like, she had to admit the sight was damn near picture perfect. Four hot males, all having fun and hair let wild. They obviously kept up with excersizing. Walking in as allowed, they smiled, it looked like a cozy hide out. "Poker? Well, I hope you are ready to lose....my uncle owns a private run and non-soiled casino, he taught me well." exclaimed Deckle, cracking her knuckles. Tatiana grinned, always up for a game of cards. Samara loved games too, but she was only good at blackjack and texas hold em in terms of card games. Well, and frustration.

"Nice place." commented Tatiana, thanking Corey for opening the door for them.
Samara stood in one corner, scanning the room and looking with interest at all the odds and ends, slightly spacy for a moment until Tatiana poked her with a shake of her head and a smile. "Wakey wakey."

The reaction to the comment Devin said to Deckle was warmly received. "Mmm, hard to get just they way I like them." Devin said playfully, serious yet at the same time he wasn't. Didn't know enough about Deckle to get really serious about making a move on her. All the guys having somewhat a of a gentleman in them let the girls sit down first on one of the many couches where they were playing poker on the coffee table. James on the other hand looked over at Samara and Tatiana. "You guys going to join us or watch us get creamed by Deckle?" he asked a little downcast. Wanted everyone to join in and have a good time. Devin on the other hand was making it so he could sit next to Deckle. "So if you are going to be crushing us wanna change what you receive? We are all pretty loose just don't know about you pretty little ladies." Devin said to Deckle being the typical playboy he was.

On the other hand Keegan and Corey sat on the biggest couch so it would leave James and one of the girls on the last couch together. Seeing as they had two love seats and full sized one for three people. All had been rearranged around the coffee table. But Keegan was hoping Samara chose to sit next to James, she would probably be safest there and most comfortable. James was the gentleman in the group and the nicest by far. They wondered how he got away from all the screaming fan girls. "Alright James, fix your shirt before you scare the girls away with your flab." Corey said looking at him while rolling his eyes. The response from James was just a grumble as he buttoned his shirt up but not all the way.

Either way they cleaned off the coffee table and got a new game started waiting for everyone to join.

"We could say the same of you men." commented Deckle, plopping herself next to Devin and grinning at the cards, raising a brow at the offer of changing what the winners and the wagers would be. "We are pretty accepting of many things, but we should keep it tame, Samara here might pass out or die of shock if we change into a different kind of poker." "Deckle!!!!!" Samara squeeked indignantly, glowering, or tyring to, at one of her best friends, making the ebony haired girl merely shrug.

"Oh we'll join, Just waking up the space cadet here." Tatiana teased gently, the pout now turned to her as Samara groaned. She loved her friends to pieces, but they did still drive her absolutely insane. Tatiana sat by Corey and Keegan, leaving Samara to sit by James. As he buttoned up his shirt, she noticed he still seemed warm, and feeling bad, had to speak up. As his friend scolded the blond, Samara shook her head. "H-he doesn't need to if he's more comfortable, after all, if he's really susceptible to warmth, he could become very uncomfortable, and I'm fine, I'm not a little kid anymore-"

"Samara, this is coming from the 19 year old who has never once kissed, dated, or otherwise seen much more than a cartoon, tv show, or her scrawny ass brother with no shirt on....The blood is draining all to your head..."

"Deckle!!!!" Samara squeeked, burning red in embarassment and mortification as she sat down to play.

"On the contrary. We are pretty easy if girls didn't scream or obsess over us. But makes it easier to find girls that will actually just talk to us like we aren't holy." Keegan said with a laugh, they were lucky they weren't scared of girls by now. Though they accepted the ones with them now with open arms. It was a nice change to be able to talk to some girls. So they couldn't help but be flirtatious. Keegan and Corey even gave each other a high five when Tatiana sat between them. They even gave her a warm smile offering to get her anything she needed, following along in James footsteps. Make the girl comfortable. "That is perfectly okay, we wouldn't want anyone getting hurt or die of shock. Fainting girls is enough of a heart stopper for us. Have not gotten use to that." Devin said with his arm up on the back of the couch resting his ankle on his knees in a very relaxed pose.

Covering up didn't bother James at all if it made Samara uncomfortable. He put other peoples feeling above his own and he wanted her to have fun. Wasn't like him and his band mates were crazy guys, that did drugs, drank excessively and had hordes of girls in their arms. They preferred this to the chaos outside. "If my discomfort gets you to loosen up Samara I'll live with it. Now please don't break my heart by saying something like that. I'm doing it for you, little kid or not." he said smiling at her laughing a little at her friends comment about never dating before. He kept it in though, didn't want her getting to embarrassed and zone out again.

"That is a-ok, darling. Us guys we can't really date anymore or anything along those lines..." Corey said with a little laugh.

"Those fans are pretty scare at times. I fear you will get stripped James if you keep being so nice to them." Devin said looking over at James. "You need to become the bad boy of their fantasies."

"Oh, shut up. You are just jealous I have more girls swooning over me." James retorted with a cocky smile. Then brought his attention back to the group as they started the game. Ignoring Devin's reaction to his comment.

As the boys offerred to get her what she desired, Taitiana smiled with a faint blush and gentle smile, deciding she might as well take them up on the offers. "If you have anything to drink or some fruit or chocolate I'll be good. Otherwise, no thank you." Deckle took control of the game, shuffling and dealing cards as she flipped cards with ease and made them fly from hand to hand.

As the game began and the girls listened with amusement to the chatter, Samara calmed down, still feeling somewhat bad for making James feel he needed to button up. "Don't feel like making yourself uncomfortable just on my account please." she murmured, taking her cards and aranging them, then unarranging them.

While all three of the females were proving to be rather decent, Deckle was the best, and had the best poker face. Samara had the worst. Granted, she played smart and never bet on crap, but when she did have something, it was hard to play innoccent or uncertain and thus weasel more money from her opponnents. When she had something good, she either hid a smirk behind the fan of her cars, knowing her poker face was utterly useless and rendered moot, or she'd stare at something, like the floor.

When Taitiana gave her reply, Keegan and Corey shared a silent conversation between each other over what they could get her and seeing as Keepgan was the closest he went and got the food and beverage. He brought back a water and chocolate, they really had no other beverage or fruit. "I hope it is to your liking, we don't have much." Keegan said with a gentle smile that didn't suit his emo style only his personality. Now that he was sitting once again he turned his attention to the game which Devin was being impressed by Deckle's skills. Not very common to meet a girl that could play poker so well. Either way she would have a challenge, all the guys had poker faces without knowing it. They were playing for fun and didn't see the point in losing the conversation. So they were prone to smiling with or without a good hand.

It amused James at how Samara was telling him that he didn't have to make himself uncomfortable for her sake but the truth of it was he just wanted to she her smile. Would make his uncomfortableness all worthwhile. The blush was cute and all yet it seemed to mean she would become uncomfortable and or nervous. Something they didn't want. "Well Samara don't feel a like more comfortable? Why would I wanna ruin that by putting into a situation you don't like. I'm not uncomfortable at all." he said with a little laugh looking at his cards smiling still even though he had a pretty crappy hand.

For Devin he was taking the game seriously on Deckle's account. He wouldn't of been hitting on her if he didn't like her, she was the type of girl he was attracted too. And now that he was serious he had the best poker face out of all the guys. Keegan had the worst. They teased him constantly that he was supposed to be emotional unstable and unhappy all the time. Corey, he was just nonchalant and ever so laid back made it hard to tell his hand. At least when he had a bad hand a bored look would appear on his face. Then there was James they marked him as the worst in never being able to figure him out. His facial expressions never matched the cards in his hands. When you thought you knew he would through you a curve ball and then confuse you.

Tatiana smiled, accepting the offerings graciously. "Thanks, No need to apologize, you have what counts- chocolate." she grinned, nibbling away before offering some to Samara. Samara didn't like sweets, but chocolate and sorbet were the two exceptions, well, and refrigerated sour candies.

As the game progressed, Tatiana was busy chatting casually with the band, Deckle was sorting and dealing each hand, doing the ocassional card trick she was taught by her uncle and father. Her expression was calm and pleasant the entire time, and it only changed from normal when she had a really, really good hand. At such a time, the corner of her lip would twitch in a surpressed smirk. Samara was simply watching, adding her two cents here and there, but otherwise trying not to blabber on as she did whenn she got too excited or giddy.
Seeing how James wanted her to be comfortable, and was being such a gentleman, she blushed, smiling brightly at him. "Thank you for trying to make me feel comfortable. I'm allright sir." she murmured, smiling shyly. Tatiana snickered, thinking it funny how Samara was so complex and odd. She always was overly polite to everyone.

"That is good. We have a lot of it because we don't really eat it." Corey said with a chuckle, they had to eat healthy things. Needed to watch their health and physic, wouldn't be able to perform well if they were sick and unhealthy. Cardio was quite important too them, ran every morning. Sweets were to die for and when they had them, they went all out. If the girls allowed it they would definitely invite them. Knowing Devin he was going to try and get Deckle's number before they left. The others left it up to the ladies.

They played with enthusiasm, laughing and swapping jokes between each other making sure they let the ladies in wanting them to have a good time. So if they ever got the chance they wouldn't be scared to hangout again. Even if Samara would blabber they would join in. All of them were nice like that, took on James personality after spending their childhood together.

James couldn't help it but he let out the laugh he was suppressing. "You don't need to call me sir, James is perfectly fine." he said holding back on saying how cute she found her. That would surly make her quite embarrassed, he wouldn't want that at the moment. He liked her politeness anyway shown her innocence quite well.

The boys were rather pleasant to be around. The three girls were unanimously finding the experience quite enjoyable, and wanted the experince to be repeated in the near future. The band was disproving their theory that almost all celebrities would grow big headed, stuck up, selfish, and vain after all the attention. Heck, even regular people sometimes got crazy ideas in their heads that they are better than anyone else. This was a refreshing change from such a person.

The boys were also amusing, causing the girls to break out into fits of giggles, Samara included. This was fun! She was even more glad her friends convinced her to go out tonight.

As James spoke, she turned to him, blushing a bit. "Ok, I'll keep that in mind sir..i mean, James..hehe." "Sir james" snickered Deckle, earning a light punch from Samara.
In truth, Samara had no problems with laughing, she loved humour and people laughing. Even if they laughed at or with her, it wasn't too bad, it just depended on the laugh. A good natured, amused, or 'how cute and adorably funny' laugh was fine,. The only laughs she didn't like were mocking or insulting and cruelly teasing ones.

Tapping James, Tatiana smiled, noticing he seemed to be a bit overly concerned with making sure not to scare or upset her best friend. "Relax, she won't skitter away or bite. Besides, you should have seen her before. She used to not speak unless spoken to, and even then, only minimum speaking." she whispered

The guys were ecstatic when the girls were giggling and having a good time. Made them feel as they were doing something right and knew they should keep it up. For once the girls were treating them like normal human beings. Their joy couldn't be contained. They always hung out with each other. No matter how close they were sometimes it go repetitive. Which was Devin's turn to make the move. "So would any of you girls wanna hangout with us again? I know we would like that a lot." he said with a smile then winked at Deckle. Keeping the few girls that didn't scream when they looked at them was top priority. Number swapping would come later. "Already making a move on them I see." Corey said with a laugh. "Ladies you might wanna watch out for him, he is dangerous." And with that Corey gave a wink, with a little flirty wave, to Devin who shot him a dark glare. Keegan was just laughing and James shook his head laughing a little.

James just smiled at Samara, laughing at how she stumbled over using his name. Made wanna hear what she would say next and he sure listened to what Tatiana had to say intently. "Thanks, I owe you one." he whispered back giving her his winning smile. However now knowing that he wasn't afraid to tell Samara what he thought, even if he was a gentleman he was still a man. "You are very adorable Samara." James smiled at her knowing his friends would chime in.

Oh, and they did. They were whistling and giving James a hard time for that comment. He was the gentleman after all. Luckily Devin saved him. "So darlin's would you like to do anything else? The night is still young. Even though I love getting creamed by Deckle we want to keep you having a good time." He wanted to see what they liked to do so if they ever hung out again they would do thing they both enjoyed.

"Dangerous can be fun." Deckle commented, snickering when the two boys glared at each other. Looking to Tatiana and Samara, she nodded. "We would like that." said Tatiana, patting Samara on the head, making her look at her buddy in confusion.

"In answer to your question, we like swimming, movies, video games, bookstore, cards, the park, watching youtube, just hanging out, stuff like that." "We wing it!" added Samara, grinning a bit. As she was about to go quiet and just listen, James' voice reached her ears, and his words registered in her brain. Turning bright pink in her cheeks despite her willpower not to, she smiled, squeeking a bit in surprise. "R-really? T-thank you..."

Tatiana and Deckle laughed, just as the males teased James, they teased Samara. "Indeed, she is so stinking innoccent and clueless at times it's cute. She likes to quote alot, so if something sounds familiar, that's why."

Devin grinned. "Then I won't hold back." he said to Deckle with a flirtatious smirk as Corey rolled his eyes at him. That was till the girls said the would like to hangout. "Awesome." they all said at practically the same time. Which just shown how well they thought on the same wave length.

"Well, we have video games and movies. We have tons of them! Lets make this a party." Keegan chimed in. He loved parties. They had the food and if they needed music they could make it. Corey was for the idea too and once again the two of them gave each other a high five. While Devin was laughing, they were the party animals in the group. Surprisingly Devin was not one, he preferred laid back things. James he was into pleasing others so Samara's blush and squeak made his night. "Why thank me when I'm stating the truth. They even agree." he said with his own little bit of teasing. Now having a hope to hear her quote something.

"Party!" cheered the girls, grinning at each other. These boys were fun. "What do you have? Saint's row?" "Halo 1 and 2?" "Fable?" "Oblivion?" "Dante's Inferno?" "Super smash bros?" "DDR? " "Pro snowboarder?" each girl chimed in a different game, Samara mentioning most of them, being the nerdy bookworm and game fanatic she was.

"What kind of movie do we want?" Asked Tatiana, seeing Deckle was ignoring them for Devin, grinning at him. "Oh scary." she teased.

"Action or comedy!" declared Samara, blushing further as James flattered her. "They just say that to make my turn red I think!"