The Nerd

eey, I'm Ian Thomspon, part of the Magnetics and their 'nerd'.

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

I know you’re a closet twerker.

Mmm, I was thinking fireworks! Even firecrackers would be rad. Or you could you help me find Nitrous Oxide to change the color of the fire, if we soak the nettles and stuff, eh? Where do you find that?

You can also use a blowtorch to get high sometimes. Do you have a blowtorch perchance? I don’t why you would have a blowtorch but hey you never know.

[ian-thompson]

Yeah because I twerk in closets. All the time. [Ian punches Logan on the arm as a joke] Shut up, I'm not a closet twerker.

Yeah but fireworks could damage cars, so . . . You gotta make sure nobody has their car around. If someone complains, I'll blow them up without any hesitation, that isn't the problem. But we can't leave a trail of dead people, do you see the dilema?

Logan, how do you even know what Nitrous Oxide is? And, we don't buy it. We make it.

I have a bunsen burner . . . But they're different things. Hey, we can always improvise.

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

Aw, come on, where the break dancing?

Well we can mix toxic chemicals in our bodies and then blow up shit with chemicals in the backyard. Double whammy. Are you into pyrotechnics? You’re smart enough for that, riiight?

[ian-thompson]

Logan, can you imagine someone like me break dancing? I'm smart, and know so many things about pyrotechnics, but I'm not a dancer.

Do you want to heat something up? Like the party food, is that why you need my help with pyrotechnics? Or do you just want to get I don't know . . . High? Is that the word?

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

Let’s change topics to a better one, shall we. It’s Logan’s birthday this Friday, you’re coming right? and not treating this like a bon fire situation?

[ian-thompson]

Yes! I'll be there! And ready to, I don't know, eat a bunch of crap food. Pfft, bonfire stituation?

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

You aren’t kidding! I didn’t doubt your brains though. Never. Not for a second. You have just become my God; I worship your bomb-making skills.

And think about it reeeeally hard. Does a body shot make it any more attractive? And no, not from me.

Cute girls, getting crunk…what more could you want?

[ian-thompson]

All you gotta do is just mix toxic chemicals that don't go well together and you're good to go!

Well . . . The girls, I am looking foward to. But me? Dance? Hah, no way jose.

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

I can teach you? although, I only know a bit of the piano. I’m no master, blame my parents.

[ian-thompson]

Unless its school related, I confess, I'm a really crap student. So, I'll pass, but I appreciate the offer.

[ian-thompson]

Smashing is never a good sign. You alright, Ian?

I'm actually fine Alana, seriously. But I appreciate your concern, really.

Speaking of getting smashed, you're drinking at Logan's aren't you?

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

I didn’t hear anything you said but chemical bombs

…Oh right! My party! As long as you promise to loosen up and take a shot, Britney will be all yours all night.

[ian-thompson]

Get one of the teachers, if I make one for you. I'll be the cook, who makes them and you can be the dealer who sells them and then pranks other people. Wow, we'd be like . . . Batman and Robin, kind of. We'd make, a lot of money.

Eh, I'll think about it!

[ian-thompson]

You should go learn the flute. Embrace it’s glory. You may be the big deal, Ian.

You're more of a musical person, you'd probably be able to learn something faster than I can.

[ian-thompson]

The flute, you say?

Yeah, don't you like the flute and all its glory?

[ian-thompson]

Smashing what, exactly?

I don't know . . . Not the drums in front of me, that's for sure.

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

I hope you know that I trust you and I’m taking your word on that one. Best day of your life?

I will feel out of the loop until you tell me something. Not really, just really nosy because my life is a boring piece of shit. I’m having a prank hangover, because I’ve done some really badass ones lately and now I don’t know how to move on. Practically grieving.

Oi, but you’re showing face at my birthday party this Saturday, right? It wouldn’t be nearly as fun without you making fun of me the whole time for all the bad decisions I made when I am drunk.

[ian-thompson]

No, I was kidding. Its a terrible day because I don't have maths.

Read a comic book or I don't know, find a girlfriend. If you really want to tag team or something, I make killer chemical bombs. They're really harmful. What do you say?

I'll be there but it depends what food will you have? I also only dance to Britney Spears, so . . . You've gotta cater for that.

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

Interesting. No, no. I’m just playing, obviously. Drums are cool, although I can’t imagine you playing them for some odd reason. Not sure if it’s because I know you that well or it’s just odd.

[ian-thompson]

Well who knows? I may be able to get into it, if I hire somebody to teach me. The flute or something . . . Or the drums.

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

Anger issues?

[ian-thompson]

Something like that, maybe . . . Are you my psych now, Eleni?

[logan-lane-deactivated20131211]

Yeah, smashing shit! This is Logan Lane and I approve your message

Are you any good bro? Who knows, you could become unbelievably world famous

[ian-thompson]

I already am unbelievably world famous, I'm the smartest one here. I don't mean to brag or anything but . . . Yeah.

I'm amazing, having the best day of my life. What about you? Haven't seen you around in a while.

[ian-thompson]

I never was the musical type, but whatever. Its fun smashing things.

[binthawa]

[ian-thompson]

Jane...., Jane look.

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

@Ian || The Bleachers

[heyeleni-deactivated20140221]

Eleni shrugged simply “I was thinking about going blue, like… not fully, but some blue in my hair?” she hesitantly spoke, showing the obvious contemplation about it that has been whirling around her head for a while. “Uh, I’m not too sure for Robyn, maybe she’ll get some pink, you know… being all exotic and all” she chuckled briefly at the idea, especially during when Ian exclaimed it about being a friendship thing. “Suppose it is, she is my best friend, so.. eh, yeah” raising an unsure eye brow, Eleni didn’t know what to call it — it was just something that the two girls planned to do as a change. “I mean… have you ever gone out of your comfort zone? Like… You’re so use to being you that sometimes… you’re missing out on other things, if you know what I mean?” The brunette spoke to him, thinking if Ian would ever try something new than sticking his head to the same old things. “Go mingle or something! I mean —” instantly changing her aura, she didn’t want to seem like she was forcing him or whatever. Eleni was close enough to him to realise what he may need this year… “I’m going to have to take you to one of the cheer gatherings, actually..”

[ian-thompson]

Blue? Blue? Blue was the color of . . . Sadness, depression. Negative feelings. Ian knew it was an absolutely terrible idea. "I love it . . ." He smiled and fumbled with his fingers. "Pink? And Blue? You guys will be like some weird smurfs or something." Ian cracked a joke and surprisingly wasn't really laughing at it. "Kidding . . ." He added. He never wanted to offend Eleni and regardless of his opinions, he'd back her up. Ian snorted. "I'm so used to being me, maybe because I am me?" He smiled. He couldn't see himself changing. Maybe because he was scared to, or maybe he couldn't be bothered or maybe because he wasn't emotionally or mentally prepared? Regardless, Ian enjoyed being . . . Ian. He had a life outside of studying . . . A small one. He sniffed and reluctantly agreed. "Okay, if you think it'll be a good idea. When's your next 'cheer gatherings'"? Ian scootched over a little closer to Eleni, intruiged. "Who would be invited anyway?" He asked curiously.