P eter J ames

[johnson-pj]

mrssaugis:

Oh man, you still haven’t got that? [Violet answered jokingly as she entered the shop.] Hey, what’s up? I hope you do have that CD I ordered last week.

Ha ha, very funny. [PJ rolled his eyes playfully.] The CD that you ordered last week? [Quickly, he walked behind the counter and look through the orders that they have gotten in the past week. Finally, when he saw Violet’s and found the CD in question, he pulled it out and placed it on the counter for her to see.] This the one?

[johnson-pj]

gwyn-woods:

Hiya sunshine. Someone been bugging you today?

[Instantly, PJ smiled. Whenever Gwyn called him sunshine, it always did. He didn’t know why, but it did.] The same four people have been asking if we have a Drake’s best hits album in here. And I’ve told them repeatedly that the day that there is one, we’d have it. He’s been causing so much hype in here lately. I hear his name about three hundred times a day for the last I don’t know how long. 

[johnson-pj]

wild-waverly:

[Waverly balanced the box in her arms, admiring its heft before placing it down by her boots.] This, here, makes my cold, black heart sing, PJ. [Her tongue clicked between her teeth and she shook her head.] If I told you that, I’d have to kill ya, and then who would know I shop in bulk? [She started fingering through the albums against the shelf.] Nah, it’s just something for my campers. But expect something from me at the end of the summer, for sure. 

I’m glad I could do that for you. It’s not everyday when a girl says that to me, you know. [PJ winked playfully.] Oh, that’s true. I’d leave it in my will for Delilah to find, maybe Mickey. Although, I’m not sure Mickey would remember that. So, it’s better I don’t get killed. The end of the summer? I can’t wait that long, Waverly. I’m gonna go nuts waiting on it.

[johnson-pj]

wild-waverly:

Yeah, it’s me. I just need a shit ton of blank CD’s. Mixtape’s don’t make themselves. 

Blank CD’s. Yeah, I can fix that. [PJ walked over to the section full of them and handed Waverly the biggest box he could find.] That’s the biggest box we have in stock. But, if you need more, there’s always some here waiting for you. [He smiled.] Is 1985 coming out with anything new that I should know about? Or is that confidential information?

[johnson-pj]

For the last time, no, we do not hav- oh, it’s you. Hey.

[lovelymisteracker]

[montyclifton]

You’ve never chilled out and enjoyed a bad movie for the hell of it? I’m not advocating laziness all the time, but dude, ya gotta enjoy something on the tube every now and again. If you remember or see him, let me know. Can make sure the shit doesn’t find his way to any of our parties in the future. Your sister was a hit. Especially after kicking everyones ass at beer pong. [Dean was high, and his face warmed for a second at the tone, he couldn’t have been off with his vibes. Glancing over, he licked his lips before catching the brief glimpse of smile and sighed out with a laugh] You are not very funny, mister man. There goes your good night kiss.

[johnson-pj]

Not really. I used to watch cartoons and stuff when I was a kid. But, I don’t really have a lot of time for it anymore between training and school. Hm, I definitely will. I’m glad you thought so. It’s been awhile since I’ve heard anyone say anything good about her, so it’s refreshing. Honestly, it’s just nice to talk to a guy that doesn’t tell me how good Angel’s ass looks. [Kellan took another hit and chuckled before passing the joint back to Dean. There was a brief pause in his head when he heard the words “good night kiss”. He didn’t know what to do and he didn’t know what to say. He let his head rest against the seat and grinned widely now.] I was gonna get a good night kiss? What makes you so sure that I wanted one, Dean? 

[montyclifton]

So how is turning that to fighting different than silent rage? You’re fighting and letting that anger out. I’m going to sit here and go with me being sorta right. Wise words, dude. Very wise words. There are those times that a little bitching and moaning are needed though. Usually followed by nothing but lounging and watching really bad comedies. Maybe that’s just me. Who knows. I can be. Depends on who I’m dealing with. [Chewing on the corner of his lip, Dean shifted a little closer between the seats, handing off the joint back over] Then you should know how big of me it is to share my hoard. Wait, what? Next time make it a point to show me who ran his mouth. We don’t deal with that shit in the house. Shit like that is for the other houses. Unless you’re.. [He wanted to say Jay but the boy’s name couldn’t roll off without a dozen thoughts following it] It wasn’t all that bad. Started off pretty eh, but I ended up hanging out with this chill guy, super hot too, kinda made up for the rough start. 

[johnson-pj]

Sorta right is better than not being right at all. I’ve never really had to do that before. The bitching and moaning thing; or the lounging and watching bad comedies. I don’t really ever just hang out unless it’s a family thing. Oh, you’re right. That’s very big of you, thank you. [Kellan took the joint from Dean and shrugged. He didn’t necessarily remember who the guy was. The fact that he didn’t made him mad, but he couldn’t do a whole lot about it.] I can’t remember too much about the guy. He didn’t look like a Beta, or really old enough to be in college. I think he might have still been in high school. I can handle it if I see him again, don’t worry. [He took a hit and leaned back a bit more in his chair, getting really comfortable. The weed was starting to effect him now and he was a lot more calm then he was when he left the gym. Which, was saying something as he was usually his calmest after a productive work out.] Wait... [Kellan paused dramatically and looked over at Dean, trying to be as serious as he could be. He didn’t feel like his playful seriousness was working well as he could still feel the hint of a smile on his face. One that hadn’t left since he got in the car with the older boy.] You’re into guys? 

[montyclifton]

I make no promises. You’re taking a big chance with hanging around me. Not you though? You strike me more as the silent rage type. [Dean let out a dramatic and heavy sigh] Careful. I just might end up enjoying it. [He glanced back over, his tone thick with flirtation, and he had to admit it was nice to flirt with someone openly without having to hide it behind masked quips] There’s actually a few back there, well, protein bars. I got addicted to the peanut butter ones a few years back. I buy em in bulk. [Turning in his seat, Dean tucked one leg under the other and took a few hits of the joint] How’d you end up liking the party? I never did get to ask you that.

[johnson-pj]

You’re right, I am taking a big chance with you. But, I’m a sucker for risky situations. Silent rage? Hah, no way. I just channel it into my next training session. If it did something wrong, I fix it and make it better. Why sit, complain, and dwell on what happened when you can use it to your advantage and improve? It’s pointless. [He ran his tongue over his teeth inside of his mouth and looked over at the older boy. Now, he wasn’t oblivious to that tone. Everything started to make sense in his head and Kellan realized Dean had probably been flirting with him since the party. It excited and scared him all at the same time.] So, you’re into that kind of stuff? Interesting. [He never really flirted with anyone before and it was a weird feeling for him, but it wasn’t necessarily an unpleasant one.] The peanut butter ones are my favorite, actually. It’s good to know you have good taste. The party was nice, I guess. It was good to get out for a while and just have fun. I got kind of mad towards the end of the night because some douche was talking shit about my sister right next to me. But, Angel made me take her home before I could do anything. I pretty much had to carry her to my car and into the house. What about you? How was your night?

[montyclifton]

Is this you saying that I should become a serial killer? How supportive, thanks bud. I mean, sometimes. I live in house full of jocks, do you know what that entails? Lots of pissy attitudes. However, none of them are.. you’re different. What makes you say that? Do I come off as a wimp or something? Thanks, dude. Doing so much for my ego. [Turning, he stuck out his tongue before coming to a slow coast until they stopped at a large clearing that offered a perfect view of the town. Catching that smile, Dean bit back a smile and watched the boy smoke, leaning back in his seat as music started after a quick tap of a button] There’s water and stuff in the back in case you’re hungry or whatever. Wasn’t sure if you had time to get anything after your whole kick ass training. [As bitchy as he could be, Dean had his thoughtful moments and for some reason Kellan brought out a side he’d kept for a select few]

[johnson-pj]

As long as I’m not put behind bars as an accomplice, I’m totally cool with it. Oh, yeah, I know how that is. When the guys on the wrestling team don’t get their way or don’t win a match, they practically turn into four year old children on steroids. It’s entertaining to watch, but irritating to deal with. [Kellan nodded and tried to ignore what he thought he heard. Did Dean just say he was different? Or was he hearing things? Deciding with the latter option rather than the former, he rolled his eyes.] I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m really not. I just don’t want to have to kick your ass. [Leaning over, he patted Dean on the shoulder with a cheeky grin.] Try to stay on my good side. Uh, I’m good. For now, anyway. I don’t usually eat after I train. If I do, it’s like a granola bar or something. [He passed the joint to Dean.]

[montyclifton]

Nah, I gave up that life after figuring out how hard it was to clean out blood. Couldn’t deal, so now I just paint and spend my time with pretty sourpusses. [Once they were a good ways out, he held out his yellow lighter and rolled down the windows just a crack] I’ll save it for the right time, and I’ll have to come watch one of these days if you allow spectators. Might be cool to see what the big guns get up to. Yeah? That’s legit. I can’t. So you can rest assured that you’d probably kick my ass, but try not to go too hard on me. It’s my best feature. And you can light up. A bakey is getting baked while driving. Don’t worry. You’re in safe hands.

[johnson-pj]

My mom actually has a trick for getting out blood. Maybe I’ll pass it on to you one day. [Kellan raised an eyebrow in Dean’s direction. It was playful and not at all serious like he normally was.] You spend time with other sourpusses besides me? I’m hurt. [He shrugged.] If you wanna come, just let me know when you’re gonna stop in. Coach doesn’t really care if people come watch. He just cares if they’re spying for the competition. Which, I doubt you’d be. [For the first time that night, he chuckled.] Let’s just hope we never have to get to that. [Taking the lighter from Dean, Kellan opened the tin and pulled out a joint. Once he closed it back up, he sat it in his lap and lit the joint before taking a good hit.] 

[montyclifton]

It won’t be hard. So relax and enjoy yourself. Part one of doing just that would be by reaching into the glovie and taking out the tin of joints. Second is sparking up. Well, soon as we get to the back roads. Which thankfully enough, isn’t all that far off from here. [Dean gave Kellan a small little grin, all while checking him out. It hard to ignore the guy’s after gym swell] Are you talking about Mean Girl’s? I watch that with my friend Charlie all the time. It’s a classic. Next time I’ll be sure to quote a few lines. [He shifted into drive and took off down towards the usually empty side street that would bring them up towards the hills] How was the gym?

[johnson-pj]

Back roads, huh? [Kellan reached into the glove box and grabbed the tin.] You’re not a serial killer planning to kill me and dispose of my body out in the woods are you? I’ll have you know that Angel will come looking for me if I don’t come home tonight. [He saw Dean’s grin and decided to ignore it as he looked out the window.] Yeah, that’s the one. Why wait? I’m sure you could start quoting it now. [He shrugged.] It was good. I sparred with my coach and can almost lift double my weight now. So, I’m making improvements.

[montyclifton]

[Shortly after his last text, Dean pulled up in front of the gym, rolling down the window to whistle out to catch Kellan’s attention] Hey, dude. Get in. We got work to do, and I don’t have any time to waste. Chop chop!

[johnson-pj]

[Seeing the car pull up in front of him, Kellan shook his head at the crazy driver. When the window rolled down and revealed Dean, he rolled his eyes.] I wasn’t aware that I signed up for doing any work. [Kellan climbed into the passenger seat and buckled up quickly.] This reminds me of that one seen in that movie with those girls who wear pink all the time.

[johnson-pj]

[text] ... [text] I'm about to change your life.

[text] Well, I just got out of the gym. [text] So, if you wanted to pick me up, that’d be a good way to find me.

[johnson-pj]

[text] Wanna go for a bakey? I can pick you up.

[text] A bakey? Am I supposed to know what that means?

[johnson-pj]

[text] Gotta fix that. [text] We're hanging out.

[text] Okay.. [text] Do you want me to meet you somewhere?

[johnson-pj]

[text] You smile today?

[text] Nope. Was that your actual question?