Getting to know you~

Dorian lay on his back listening to the girl's mumbles his eyes peering up at the speckled ceiling. He dropped his hand down her neck, his fingers twirling in her hair as he brushed it back. "Why would I be mad?" He asked softly his voice trailing off and now thick with grogginess. "I've never been mad" He added with reassurance and shut his eyes, his breathing slowing to match hers.

Claire held the door open while the girls pooled out of the bedroom. Her nails digging into the wood out of frustration. She felt a tickle of shaggy hair on her ankle and she turned down to look at the two canoodling in plain sight. She yelped and pranced away from the door "Ugh! The fucking nerve of these girls!" She stomped her heeled foot down and stomped down the hall.

Dorian stirred at the girls aggravated cry and looked up at the now retreating group, then downward at the odd pressure on his lungs. "Fuck" He mumbled and he forced himself awake enough and then enough to pull the quickly fading girl up with him.

June let out a small noise of protest at being jostled again, and turned to grab Roel's sleeve once he had almost pulled her up all the way "W-wait, wait." She commanded and after a moment to recollect herself she crawled back up to the top of the bed.

Laun groaned unhappily at being moved when she had been so comfortable and tried to bury her face deeper into the material of his shirt refusing to open her eyes to the bright light behind her lids. She didn’t hear the girls or the man talking through the fog of sleep but she felt a strong grip around her pulling her up from where she had been with ease. She wrapped her arms securely around Dorian’s neck and her face found a new spot at the crook of his neck, she mumbled against the warm smooth skin, “I don’t want to get up.”

Roel waited patiently as the girl took a moment then wrapped his arm around her shoulder again when she came to lay against him. He took the remote from the stand and flipped lazily through the channels, “What do you want to watch?” He glanced down at her, studying the smooth skin of her face and the tilt of her nose, she had really long lashes.

Dorian leaned against the door frame to get his barrings and his arms wrapped firmly around her waist to keep her steady. "I'm taking you to bed" He pushed the door open wider and pulled her inside. It was awkward at first trying to figure out how to maneuver her dead weight and to manage his drunken stumbling but eventually he made it to the first bed.

He pulled her around to the side of the bed and with a grunt he managed to lift her body high enough to set her down. He leaned down with her as he laid her down doing his best to make sure her her head was on the pillow so he wouldn't have to move her again. He brought his arms back and gently grabbed her wrists "Time to let go"

June stared at the tv as all the channels flited by it was too hard to concentrate on anything especially with the comforting grip around her shoulders and the intoxicating scent of his cologne. Feeling just a little bit greedy now that they were finally alone and without the added company of Bay and her crew she placed her hand over his and gripped it gently and tugged it tighter around her shoulders. That small act, in June's book seemed incredibly bold of her and she kept her eyes on the tv as to not give herself away.

Laun’s fingers loosened allowing Dorian to pull back until they found a new grip on his collar, twisting and locking onto the fabric in a surprisingly strong grip for her current state. “Don’t go.” Her voice was faint and her eyes fluttered open to gaze up at him, studying his features sleepily. Smiling softly she tugged weakly at him wanting him to come closer and lie down next to her.

Roel glanced sideways at June when she pulled on his hand and smiled, he left the tv channel on some older movie he didn’t know and turned to rest his cheek on the top of her head. It was nice to have a girl on him like this since he usually tried to avoid the moments of snuggling that came after being with a girl, not giving the girls any time to get attached or to think he was. But it felt different with June, he enjoyed her company even if he wasn’t getting anything from it. He slipped his hand from hers and twisted his fingers in her hair absentmindedly.

Dorian stared down at the girl, he smiled softly and chuckled as he reached down to pry her fingers from their newly tightened grip. "Okay" he said with a soft sigh and he leaned down to place a soft kiss on her forehead. He slipped out of her grip and finished moving her onto the bed before he climbed in after her, pulling the covers up as he went. The cool cushion of the sheets felt good on his skin and he could feel any remaining ounce of energy leave his body once his head hit the pillow.

June turned into him and curled up closer against his body and she began to wonder if he could feel the rapid beating of her heart against his chest. Never had she laid with someone like this, especially not a boy and her courage was beginning to wean as the implications of what was happening and what could happen began to process through her mind. It was hard to will herself to move though when her head settled so easily into the crook of his neck and her senses were already beginning to blur as she listened to the rhythmic sound of his breathing.

His lips were soft as they brushed the fevered skin of Laun’s forehead leaving behind a tingling sensation that brought her slowly back into a conscious state. Her eyes felt heavy as if she’s been awake for days and when she opened them again it took a moment to adjust to Dorian’s moving figure. She felt more then saw as he climbed into the bed, the mattress sinking against the added weight as he moved to lay down next to her, close enough that she could feel his body heat but not enough to satisfy the strange craving she was having for him. A craving that had her jaw muscle clenching and her skin burning with the need to touch any part of him she could. Was it the alcohol that still coursed through her, making her feel these bizarre and unfamiliar feelings. Or maybe they were feelings she actually had and the alcohol was blocking out her normal reserves and fears, leaving her open to her instincts.

Laun rolled onto her side to look at him and had to hold in a gasp as she took in his profile. He was undeniably handsome and it was no surprise that other girls went so bat crazy for him. She trailed her fingers across the sheets, relishing in the soft cotton and placed her fingers timidly on the pale flesh of his arm. A blush crossed her cheeks as she boldly closed the distance between their bodies and pushed herself flush against his side, feeling the pressure of his arm through the sweater on her chest. Tilting her head up she playfully bite his shoulder to get his attention, wanting to see his golden eyes on her.

Roel sighed in content and relaxed back into the pillows behind him, the weight on his chest making him tired. “I’m sorry about how I acted earlier at the station. My mom tends to bring the worst out of me.” He closed his eyes and mumbled against her hair, he felt so comfortable with her on him that he was feeling suddenly open. Like he could tell her anything, a feeling that would scare him if he wasn’t so tired from the alcohol and the long day they had cramped into a train. He buried his nose into her hair and took a deep breath, relishing in the sweet smell of her shampoo and placing a few kisses on her head, “Why do you smell so good?”

Dorian's brow furrowed as he tried to make out the sensations on his arm. He could make out the girls delicate curves and the gentle rise and fall in pressure as she took each breath. His eyes fluttered open and he turned his head to peer down at her, the warmth of his golden eyes lit by the dim lighting of the room.

"What are you doing?" he cooed sleepily as he turned onto his side to face the girl. His hand reached out to brush away the loose strands of her emerald hair away from her delicate features. His fingertips lingered a moment longer as the trailed down the same path they had taken earlier in the evening, traveling the feminine curve of her jaw to stop at her chin.

"It's late," He gently reminded and he had to pause for a moment to fully drink in the sight of her. Her cheeks still rosy with the warmth from the alcohol and her ruby eyes half lidded with sleep. He gently bit his lip at the sight and he stretched thumb to trail over her bottom lip. "Go to sleep, Laun." he sighed.

June let out a soft moan in acknowledgement to his apology, it was beginning to get too hard to verbally articulate her thoughts as sleep tugged harder and harder against her. With each tender kiss she felt like she could understand why some girls would forgo studying to waste time with something so frivolous as a high school relationship.

She brought her hand up to rest on his chest and her fingertips lightly caressed the bit of exposed skin at his collar. "I wore this perfume for you" she admitted although her words were hardly discernible now as she spoke against the shallow dip of his collarbone.

Sleep was now too much to ignore and she finally closed her eyes and then with each breath her body relaxed into slumber.

Laun frowned up at him; she was feeling greedy with her sudden boldness so she leaned her head back slightly and sunk her teeth into the tip of the wondering digit. “How can I sleep with you next to me?” Her voice held its usual defiant tone but her body acted oppositely as she moved closer to slid her knee between his long legs causing her hip to bump into his, which she made no notion of noticing. Brushing his hand away as if she was shooing a bug she moved to nestle her head on his upper arm so her cheek could rest again his chest. A yawn slipped between her lips and she let her eyes slide close as her fingers wondered his upper chest, feeling the hard muscles under the shit. “I’ve never been this close to a boy before,” she mumbled, her voice more subdued as if she wasn’t really talking to him, “It’s nice.” For a few moments she stayed silent after the confession then her fingers gripped his shirt and she titled her head back to look up at the side of his face, “That girl.”

Even through her drinking she had noticed the dark haired girl sneaking several long glances at the man during the night, “you know her?” She knew the answer already of course; by the way the girl had greeted Dorian when she entered the room, as if they had met more than a couple of times. But she didn’t know how to ask what she really wanted to know, who was she to him?

Roel looked down, surprise at what the girl had admitted to him. He wasn’t sure if she actually like him since she always seemed to avoid his advances but if she had worn perfume just for him then that meant something. Feeling like he had won something suddenly he smiled then shifted them both down so he wasn’t sitting back against the pillows but was laid comfortably with her on his chest. Tucking his nose under her hair he closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her next to him as he also began to fall asleep.

Dorian sighed, uninterested in where he felt the conversation was going. He had met Lynsey around the same time he had met Bay, he had always thought she was a nice girl and he knew she had feelings for him. Anyone could tell from watching the way she interacted with him. It was hard sometimes to resist the temptation when it came to her but he had always made it a point to never lead her on.

It was a form of restraint the girl before him could learn. He felt frustrated with her, he never thought much when she found ways to touch him, until he reciprocated and she treated his touch as if it were nothing but a nuisance. He was doing nothing more than acting on his desires,  desires he wouldn't even have if she didn't touch him so casually. He glanced down at her as she pressed herself closer against him. His body tensed as her small hand explored the hardened muscles of his chest.

"Do you mean Lynsey?" He finally asked as he reached down to trap her hand under his. "We hang out sometimes."

Hung out how, like after school, alone together? She searched his face for any more information but his expression didn’t give her any answers to the questions running around in her head. She felt a sudden annoyance at this girl she didn’t even know, like she was trying to steal a toy Laun didn’t want to share.

The dark haired girl was very pretty and Laun wondered if Dorian also flirted with her, buying her drinks, or trapping her against doors. He was Roels friend afterall, one of the biggest playboys in the whole school so how could she be sure he didn’t act that way with all the girls. A sudden possessive feeling bubbled up inside Laun making her feel angry and she moved so their faces were inches apart so he could see her glare.

“You’re not allowed to look at her like this. Like the way you look at me.” It was an order.

Dorian stared down at the girl unamused before letting out a heavy sigh "You say that" He began as he rolled over onto his back, slipping away from the girl. "But you don't even let me touch you." He crossed his arms across his chest and stuck his bottom lip out in a dramatic pout. "How can I be expected to follow the whims of a girl who doesn't even like me." He sighed again before rolling onto his other side his back now towards her.

Laun frowened at the broad back in front of her shocked at his words. "Wha- wait." She grabbed his sleevs and tried to roll him back over, "don't like you?" How could he think that, she could barely breath right when he was around her the only reason she could do what she was now was because the alcohol was still affecting her mind making her act on her impulses. Otherwise she would be blushing and acting stupid, as he always made her do by just being around. If she didn't like him or have some kind of feelings why would she be acting like such a fool. Her mouth couldn't seem to filter her thoughts as fast as she was thinking them and so she only managed one word with a jerk to his arm, "idiot!"

Dorian's shoulders trembled with suppressed laughter and he finally turned onto his back, letting his laughter fully escape his lips. He knew the girl beside him was a handful but every time she opened her mouth she always managed to surprise him.

He propped himself up on one elbow and turned towards her. His eyes traveled over her face, her eyebrows still knitted with aggravation and an amused smile spread across his lips. If he didn't know better he would think that she might have just confessed to him. "Be nice." He chuckled and he reached a hand out to ruffle her already messy hair.

Laun's fierce glare didn't falter as the man tussled her hair causing her grassy bangs to fall into her eyesight. No matter how nice the man's laugh was she wouldn't forgive him for making fun of her and then rubbing her head like a child. "Cut that out!" She jerked to knock his hand out of the way and sit up but the movement was too fast and her head spun and unexpected nausea punched her in the stomach. Her brows tipped up in sickness and she fell down landing on the man heavily and moaning as her vision continued to spiral behind her closed eyelids. Her forehead pressed into the man’s chest as she took a few deep breaths trying to stop the feeling like she was rolling down a never ending hill. She had been fooled into thinking the alcohol wasn’t affecting her anymore since she hadn’t felt sick at all while lying next to the man.

Her body finally relaxed and she dropped her weight onto him feeling the fighting energy she had only moments before seep out of her leaving her sucking in breath as the movement behind her eyes slowly ceased. She wanted to tell him how this was his fault for giving her all those drinks and letting her take all those shots, he should have told her it was too much he was the experienced one after all. But she knew to blame him for something she had done was just silly, she had drank it all willingly. Still, a warning would have been nice.

When the dizziness stopped she propped her chin to look up at him not bothering to move from her new positioned draped halfway across his chest. She would never admit how much she enjoyed being against him, touching him, looking into his piercing golden eyes. A light laughter caught in her throat at how even when she felt like throwing up everything in her stomach she was still struck by this irritating man. He could be such a headache with all his bold advances that left her flushed and thrown off guard, and then he could be so sweet by touching her gently and watching her so intently like she was the only person in the room and there were those times that she saw anger or annoyance that she had caused flash through his face. Looking at him she could only think that this was what a man was, not like the other high school boys that she so easily bossed and ordered around whenever she wanted. He had a stubbornness to his jaw that she was use to seeing in her grandfather and his eyes were calculating as if he was sizing up everything about her and around her. He wouldn’t be so easily bossed by some girl.

She gasped at her last thought. He treated her like a girl, like any other normal teenage girl, not some sports crazed tomboy that most the guys either feared would beat them up or simply treated as just another male classmate. Her face flushed, was that why she felt so strange around him? She just didn’t know how to take being treated that way, that would explain why she always felt so confused at how to deal with him. The only other person that treated her like that was her step brother…

Her eyes widened as she was pulled out of her thoughts and was surprised to find herself so close to the the man’s face, their nose inches from touching. During her swirling barrage of thoughts she hadn’t even noticed that she had moved up his chest to where she was now, their lips almost touching. She could feel his even breathing and faintly wondered if she smelled of alcohol as well. Probably. Her tongue darted out to moisten her suddenly dry lips and her eye lids slid down as she tilted her head intending to close the small distance between them.

Dorian looked down at the slumped form before him and he frowned. He probably shouldn't have let her drink as much as he did, especially for her first time. He would have to make a point to place a trashcan on her side of the bed and to put a glass of water on the nightstand. If she had had a good time tonight, her opinions might change come morning. He sighed softly his hand found it's way to her back which he rubbed in full long strokes until she rose again.

His breath caught in his throat, even though his eyes hadn't left her, he hadn't realized how close she had gotten. All night he had wanted to kiss her, to feel how her lips fit with his. Just to see how sweet she tasted under the bitter bite of alcohol. Instinctively his head tilted, his shaggy dark curls falling away from his eyes and his gaze fell to his target.

But as the distance between them continued to close he couldn't shake the oncoming feeling of guilt. "Laun," He sighed and he placed his hand on her shoulder to halt her, his lips pressed into a stern frown. "It's late...Just go to bed." He let his hand fall from her shoulder a bit dejectedly and he shifted down into the bed, intending to do nothing but sleep.

Laun’s face held her confusion as the fact that she had just been rejected seeped into her tired brain. She hadn’t imagined that he would reject her and while she knew she should feel upset by this she didn’t. Her eyes were heavy and her mind was becoming jumbled from how sleepy she was, leaving no energy to fret about it at the moment. She would just have to confront him tomorrow, she thought as she let her head lay on his chest and her eyes fall close in the silent room. It was a short time before she fell asleep without even a mumbled good night and her last thoughts before she drifted off was about Dorian and how she enjoyed the warmth of lying next to him.

~Next day~

Yogi walked down the narrow hall of the hotel a bag swinging in his hand that was filled with packaged cereal and a couple small milk containers. June and Laun hadn’t shown up to eat breakfast that had ended a couple of hours ago so he had grabbed some of the easiest things to carry and eat without needing reheated. It was drawing time to get to their meeting and he still hadn’t seen them so he decided to take the initiative and go check on the girls, hoping they were just handing out in their room. Or maybe they had even over slept. Didn’t girls go crazy during sleepovers? This was like one.

Stopping when he found the door labeled 204 he reached out and gently knocked then stood and waiting, listening for any sounds on the other side of the door. Minutes ticked by and he didn’t hear anything, maybe they weren’t in the room, or maybe they hadn’t heard him. This time he knocked louder and longer that if they were still passed out they would hopefully hear him.

Dorian groaned when he heard the second knock on the door. He had hoped the person had gone away, it would be the polite thing to do after waking him up so rudely for the second time now. He nudged the girl beside him hoping she would go answer the door while he struggled to fall back asleep but when there was no response from her he knew he would be the one to suffer. He got up and shuffled down the hallway, his body still wary from drunkenness but without the usual elated feeling. His hand fell heavily onto the handle and he wiped the door open.

He had to squint as he peered out into the bright hallway, what time was it anyways? His eyes were finally able to focus onto the boy in front of him and his eyes narrowed. He wasn't even in the same class as him, what the fuck was he doing at his room so early in the morning. "What?" he croaked, obviously irritated at the disturbance.

The sun was unforgiving as it crept through the open curtains and June did her best to ignore it. She wrapped her arms into the firm object in front of her and buried her face into it's warmth. It didn't help. Reluctantly she pulled away, her eyes ached and her limbs felt heavy but she forced herself up into a sitting position anyways.

She looked around the room and gasped softly, she would never let her space get so torn up like this. Small glasses lined the counter and the nightstand, empty cans were thrown about and there was a turned over bottle, the last of it's insides still dripping onto the carpet. She felt the sudden desire to clean, but the pounding in her head insisted otherwise.

She needed to find her bag, her parents always insisted she carry a first aid kit and there must be some Tylenol in there. She had placed it on the table on the right side of the room, but it was now on the left side...? her brows furrowed in confusion until memories of last night finally filtered through her headache. She jerked her head to the side and saw Roel still sleeping beside her and her hands instantly fell to her chest where she groped around, feeling relieved when she felt her bra still in place.

Yogi was started by the door swinging open and the disgruntled man that stood in the doorway. For a few moments he flapped his mouth in shock taking in the state of the man and how he looked like he had just climbed out of bed. His voice was also gruff from sleep and clear irritation of being woken up. Yogi's eyes went back to the door number thinking he was confused but it was the right room. "What? You?"

He returned to gaping at the dark haired guy in front of him then the bag he was holding slipped through his hand as his mind turned to horrid thoughts. Worrying that the man had somehow forced his way into the girls room he pushed the guy out of the way and rushed into the room, "june?!" Normally he would never enter a girls room uninvited but this was an emergency type of situation.

He came to a stop as he found the lone figure in the room, still sprawled out and seeming to be asleep. Sunlight streemed faintly through the drawn curtains and highlighted the girl before him. He let out a breath at seeing it wasn't June then the image before him registered and he flushed. The girl who was obviously Laun with her messy green hair appeared to only be wearing a hoody, a mans hoody, that reached mid thigh and left her bare tab legs exposed and tossed over the sheets. He averted his eyes from her form not wanting to wrongly gawk at the girl and his eyes landed on the second bed in the room. It was empty, so June wasn't here. Had she slept somewhere else to give these two their privacy? Yogi would have never taken Laun to be that type of girl but it seemed he had read her wrong. Or maybe there was just more between her and the darker haired man then he knew. Maybe they were even secret lovers.

Yogi covered his mouth at the scandalous thought, then jumped when he heard the sound of sheets shifting.

Laun mouned tiredly and flopped around to burry her face deeper in the pillow not wanted to get out of bed. Her head was throbbing weakly and she felt like she hasn't slept at all. A small sound came from somewhere in the room, an odd sound like someone gasping. Turing her head on the pillow her eyes focused of the man that stood in the room. "Huh?" Did June get a haircut? And orange hair-she let out a small scream as she recognized the boy and sat up pulling the sheets up, "eh! What are you doing in here? Where is June?" She searched the room for her friend but didnt find her.

Yogi jumped at the girls voice when she recognized him and held his hands up, "I-I don't know. Sorry!" He turned to rush out the door but was blocked by the man he had shoved past.

Roel groaned when he felt something push against his chest then move away. Someone was in bed with him by the feeling of the mattress moving. Reaching up her covered his eyes and rubbed at his temples, damn he had drank more then he had wanted to last night. Had he shakes up with one of bays friends? He chuckled thinking of how Dorian was probably pissed he had kept a girl over in their shared rooms. Still rubbing his temple and not wanting to face the bright light of the room he reached out with his other hand feeling for the girl. Finding her hips he grabbed her waist and pulled her back down against him, "where are you running off t-" he had opened his eyes and froze when he had seen who it was.

"June?" last nights memories came rushing back to him then and he sat up and looked at the girl, watching her for any reactions that she might not remember last night. He didnt know how she would act if she didnt remember that she had fallen asleep willingly in his bed. "Morning." He gave her a smile, trying to keep it sweet.

Dorian stared at the boy before him, his flapping mouth reminded him of a fish, something he might find funny if the light from the hallway wasn't burning into his retinas. He was about to shut the door on him but he was shoved back. "The fuck" he groaned and his fists clenched in aggravation.

He watched as the boy jumped to and from each of his little conclusions. His thoughts clearly displayed on his features. He grabbed the bag he had dropped and came out of the hallway, not budging from the boys path as he fished around in the bags contents. "She's next door" he explained and he began munching on the dry cereal.

June let out a small yelp as she fell back against his chest she looked up at him, her brown eyes frantically searching his face for answers. She could only remember bits and pieces of last night and she was desperately trying to piece together how or why she had ended up in bed with this Playboy. Had he seduced her? ...Did it work? Her eyes widened and she looked up at him as he shifted into a sitting position "This..this is so unsanitary." She whispered.

She pushed herself back up, she couldn't think so well with him so close to her. It must be one of his tools for seduction. She nibbled on her nail as she tried to force herself to remember the events of last night.

She recalled talking to Roel, then Bay and her friends came over, him leaning over her. A fierce blush crossed her cheeks and she frowned, she couldn't remember much after that. She wasn't sure that she wanted to. Hadn't Laun been with her. "Laun!" She exclaimed. The bed beside them was empty, had her friend caught herself in a compromising position as well? She stood up quickly, wanting to find her friend. But she had done it too fast and her head whirled with dizziness and she fell back onto the bed just as quickly.

Yogi stared at Dorian stiffly for a few moments before reaching out and ripping the bag from the man’s hands and growled. “Is this another notch on your belt? They are nice girls who shouldn’t be treated so callously by you two.” He practically growled in distaste then moved past him, hitting the fairer skinned man squarely with his shoulder. He really disliked the way that guy and his friend seemed to be so high on themselves, always treating girls however they wanted. Pricks. Leaving the room he let the door fall shut by itself behind him and walked over to the adjacent door and racked his knuckles irritably on the door. Did this mean that they just switched partners for the night? Had June willing done what Laun had? Was she really that type of girl? No. He shook his head not wanting to think badly on June. That guy must have tricked her. There was no other explanation.

Laun was startled at not only finding Yogi in her room but now Dorian as well. She hadn’t heard the exchange between the two and was dumbfounded till she heard the shutting of the door and then silence. Her eyes moved up to meet Dorian’s and held his gaze for a few long seconds before her brain kick jumped itself and she reached back to grab a pillow which she lobbed at his head, “what the hell are you doing in here!?”

Roel quickly moved to catch the girls arm when she had fallen back onto the bed, “Are you okay?” He looked her over worriedly and wondered if she was still a little drunk, it would explain her unsanitary comment. Before she had the time to answer him or for him to inquire more on her a knock on the door distracted him. Was it Dorian returning to wherever the hell he had run off too? Roel had noticed as well that the other bed was empty. Maybe the stiff guy actually got himself laid. His friend usually showed little interest in girls, the complete opposite of himself, and Roel found himself hoping he had actually gotten lucky, it would loosen him up a bit.

“Stay put. I’ll get it.” He rested a hand on June’s shoulder before moving off the bed and heading over to the door and opened it. When he saw the orange haired kid on the other side he gave him a quizzical look, “Yo.” The light haired guy was giving him an obvious look of dislike and Roel scratched his cheek wondering if he had every done anything to this guy, or who exactly this kid was. He looked familiar.

“I’m here for June.” Yogi bit back at him but didn’t try to shove his way into the room like he had with Dorian. He didn’t want to chance stumbling upon June in a similar position as her friend had been in.

Dorian watched unhappily as his cereal tumbled out of his hands and onto the floor. He could forgive the boy's loud banging on the door, and his clearly accusational thoughts but he was pushing it now. His upper lip curled in a sneer and his hand twitched, wanting nothing more than to put a dent in his face. The only thing that was stopping him was promise to Trish, and well, his audience was now Laun.

Once the door shut he turned back to the girl and almost didn't duck in time as a large pillow flew over his head. He didn't think a morning after waking up next to a cute girl could go this poorly. He shot back up with a glare "You asked me to stay last night!" He hissed. She couldn't have been that drunk.

June shrugged away from him, she would be better when she was back in her own room. She watched him as he walked to the door and perked up when she heard a familiar voice. "Yogi?" She asked and she finally willed herself to stand up and to remain standing. Once again she cursed her choice in shoe wear and she moved over to the door to peak over Roel's shoulder to confirm that it was him.

But as soon as she had she instantly regret it. What would he think of her now. Would stories of last night spread across the school? She turned away and cupped her cheeks in anguish as she considered all the possibilities. What if her parents found out! "I have to go" she murmured and she squeezed past both the boys.

Laun paused at his words holding the second pillow she was planning to throw above her head. "Huh?" Her face flushed scarlet in seconds as she remembered everything that had happened last night. Every moment of her being drunk flashed through her mind even up till she had tried to kiss him. With nothing to retort back to him she sat speechless and slowly lowered the fluffy weapon in her hand.

How horrifying! She had practically thrown herself at the guy in her drunken state. Her eyes lowered no longer able to look him in the face from sheer embarrassment. The dark color of the hoody she still wore caught her eyes and she finally spoke up in a tamed voice, "I guess I did..." She dropped off into an awkward silence.

"June!" Yogi called after the girl as she ran past him then turned on the red head still in the doorway. "What did you do to her?"

Roel only gave the boy a brief look of annoyance before pushing past him and heading after June. His lean legs were longer than the girls and he caught up to her only seconds after she had tried to run. Grabbing her wrist he pulled her to a stop. "June wait. What's wrong?"

Yogi was on roels hills and grabbed his elbow, "let her go. June, are you okay?"

Roel flashed the guy a glare and pulled his arm away growling, "this isn't any of your business."

"She's my friend so it makes I my business." Yogi challenged back with his own glare.

Dorian shifted in the silence that hung between them. He'd much prefer her screaming and a barrage of pillows, at least it would be less tense than this was. He dropped his gaze to the floor and with a sigh he knelt down and began to pick up his scattered breakfast. "Don't worry," he said, finally raising his eyes to her "Nothing happened." He leaned forward and dumped what he had gathered in the trash can and stood.

With a tilt of his head he nodded towards the door "I'm gonna go." He turned down the short hallway and stopped at the doorway, his hand lingering on the handle "You know where to find me if you need me."

June stopped in her tracks but kept her gaze forward, not wanting to look at either of the bickering boys. The sound of them arguing didn't help her headache. "I just have to check on Laun." She answered loud enough for both of them to hear and she slipped her wrist away from Roel's grasp.

Dorian stood there a moment waiting to see if the girl would make any indication that she wanted him to stay. Even for just a bit longer. But when nothing came he opened the door to exit the room.

June stared curiously at the door as it opened before her, perhaps Laun had heard the boys and had decided to come see what the ruckus was about. She was surprised to see the black haired boy emerge from the dark room. It looked like Laun had caught herself in a similar predicament and with their hotel room still open June took the chance to squeeze past Dorian to get into the room.

Launs eyebrow twitched and she mumbled to herself, imitating a weird version of Dorians voice, "'you know where to find me.' What an annoying thing to say." For some reason it irked her, like she was some helplessly emotional girl that he needed to avoid while she calmed down. Huh! Trying to avoid her? Huh! Is that what he meant? She shot up from the bed and stomped towards the door, seeing his back as he stood in the now open doorway. "Hey!-" she was stopped from saying anymore when June came into the room. That's right! She hadn't even noticed that she wasn't in the room having been mixed up in her thoughts again. "Junie!" Laun rushed over to her, "where have you been?"

Roel looked a little dejected at being pushed away but recovered and shoved his hands in his pockets. Giving yogi a get lost glare then noticed Dorian coming out of the room. He smiled mischievously and went to drape an arm around his shoulder and whisper secretly, "did you finally lose your virginity? Did it hurt bad?"

Yogi stood there watching the boys for a moment then huffed and called at them. "The counsel meeting starts in an hour. We're meeting up in the front lobby. Tell the girls." It didn't seem like June was interested in talking at the moment so he would wait and ask her what was up when they were together downstairs. Turning on his heels he headed to the elevators.

June leaned back against the door once it had shut. She was happy to see her friend, but not so happy with the way the morning was going thus far. She didn't think anyone from her class was going to see her, let alone someone she thought might be a potential friend. "I was next door," she explained and she walked to her bag, now craving any kind of pain killer.

Dorian rolled his eyes at his friends comments and elbowed him off of him with a slight chuckle “Well judging at how upset that girl looked I think I was just as lucky as you were.” He smirked at him before turning his gaze to the boy from earlier. He narrowed his eyes slightly, damn this kid was persistent. “Get the fuck outta here, carrot-top”