fool.for.you...[Tristan]

[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri sat with his back to to the school building, looking out across the lawns, sighing softly as he watched a large group of friends cross the grass, one hand drifting to the large bruise that covered the left side of his face and merged with the black eye he already had, courtesy of a large group of jocks he had had a run in with earlier that day.

He hated it at St.Augustus. He had never fit in anywhere in his life, and here he was not only lonely but also miserable thanks the constant insults and pranks that seemed to follow him around everywhere he went. He frowned and looked down at his feet, at least things couldn't possibly get much worse...

[Tristan Alex Carter]

Mister Carter

An elder voice spoke out softly at first and the whole room fell silent. The teacher of the Chemistry class started to walk past a few rows of desks until he got to one that belonged to none other then Tristan Carter. As everyone turned to look they found Tristan passed out, drooling on his textbook as his black beanie covered down over his eyes in a way of blocking the bright sunlight coming through the nearby window. A few girls giggled up front but soon came to an end when the teacher turned and gave them a stern look. As they turned back to finish their work the teacher did the same, pushing his fragile old hand into the pockets of his coat. He cleared his throat in a last resort to wake up the boy before throwing him out but the only thing that came out of it was snort from Tristan as he turned to lay his head on the other side.

“Mister Carter”

The teachers voice was now louder and he removed a hand from his pocket to poke Tristan on the shoulder. That did the trick because Tristan jerked up his head but soon regretted it because his hands clutched his head as he sucked in air through his teeth. “What man?!?” Tristan voice was coated in sleep but still has that deep echo as he still clutched his head within his hand. He let out a sigh as he dropped his hands onto the desk and as soon as he did so the teacher yanked off his beanie. As Tristan’s uncombed hair fell over his eyes his face flinched in pain as the sunlight blinded him and made his hangover ten times worst. It felt like a jackhammer was on the loose inside of his head and once he got use to the sunlight he opened his eyes again and grabbed back his beanie from the man still at his desk. He pulled it back on his head and turned away from the window, looking up at the teacher and waited for him to speak as he tried to get the jackhammer to turn off.

“If you are going to sleep in my classroom everyday then way don’t you just stay home and do use all a favor eh?”

Tristan raised an eyebrow at the old teacher and a side smile spread across his thin lips. “I wish I could bro but my ma would take away my car if I didn’t come to school.” He paused then continued to explain why he needs his car. “If I don’t have my car I don’t get my booze or my feel goods. I am sure you understand tech.” His smirk only grew as he heard giggles fill the room and his teacher grew furious. “I am sure your mother also wants you to learn in school not to come to sleep off your hang-overs” Tristan shook his head some as he looked back up at the teacher. “Nah, she doesn’t care, she just needs me to come to school so her ass doesn’t get thrown in jail” Everyone laughed as the teacher face started to get red and Tristan already was up on his feet, he knew what the man was about to say. “GET OUT” Right on cue, Tristan was already out the door.

Once he was out on the lawn he lowered his beanie to cover half way over his eyes and he started to dig through his deep pockets of his baggy camouflage pants. He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter, putting the cigarette in his mouth and letting it hang loose as he brought to lighter up and lit it. He inhaled the toxic smoke and held it in his lungs as he looked around. He saw no-body so he breathed out the smoke through his nose and began walking over to a nearby bench, sitting on the top and laying back on it.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri could smell smoke, cigarette smoke. He turned his head slightly and sure enough, sitting a little further across the lawn there sat a guy lighting up a cigarette. Instinctively he was filled the with the desire to quickly get up and go, find somewhere to be alone, this guy may not be a jock, but since when had that mattered? He had been beat by almost every possible clique in the entire school because he didn't fit in, and he was pretty sure he recognized this particular guy, always in trouble, always in fights, Lauri would probably be better off if he ran while he had the chance...

And yet he didn't. He stayed where he was. He was sick of running, of being scared of his own shadow because of what a group of assholes did to him. His black eye gave a nasty twinge of pain and he winced, he really wanted a cigarette now, the other boy's smoke making the need even worse, taunting him. He bit his lip for a moment, before suddenly standing up and beginning to walk. He was only half-aware of what he was doing, only fully coming to his senses when he was stood right next to the bench where the other was sat. 'H-hey...' he said hesitantly, fighting the urge to run and never look back, 'Y-you got any to spare? The cigarettes I mean...'

[Tristan Alex Carter]

Tristan closed his eyes as he laid back on the bench, enjoying the coolness of the air around him. It was the perfect day of the year and he was glad he could enjoy it without being stuck inside a boring class. Finally his head stop throbbing and he let his cigarette hand loose in his lips as he listened to the birds singing and flying around the lawns. Suddenly he heard footsteps and thought the teacher had called someone to come and pick him up but he didn’t care because he would just tell this person off and go home. What, he was at school for half a day. His mom won’t take his car…he hopes. If she does he would just invite people to his house and get wasted there, she would just join them. He then remembered what he saw last time when she joined them… she was in her room with one of his friends…in bed. He felt sick now.

“H-hey...Y-you got any to spare? The cigarettes I mean...”

The voice wasn’t what he was expected so he brought up a hand and pulled up his beanie some so he could see. It was a busted up boy and he looked frightened. Tristan just looked him over a few good times before grabbing his own cigarette and flicked off the ashes off of the edge, away from the battered boy. He returned it to his lips before he went off searching through is deep pockets again, turning up nothing. Tristan inhaled more toxic smoke again but handed it over to the boy. “I have more at home, take it.” He said as the smoke curled around his words. He blew the rest of the smoke from the corner of his lips and put his hands behind his head, looking up at the sky. “What happened to you kid?” He asked as he looked at a cloud that looked like a beer can…oh how he was wanting a beer now.

“You, kid, wanna go get a beer?” He asked as he leaned up on his elbows. He didn’t give the kid a chance to answer because he hopped off the bench and started to walk towards the parking lot. Once inside the student parking lot he fished out his keys from his right pants pocket and clicked a button on his key chain. A flashing light caught the corner of his eyes and he looked over to see his beat up but still hot sports car. He twirled the keys on his fingers as he walked over to the car and pulled open the driver side door. After he slipping into the seat he looked around to see if the boy was coming or not then roared the car to life.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri felt bad as he saw the other guy hunt around in his pockets for another cigarette, not wanting to cause the other any trouble. He hesitated for a moment when he offered him the cigarette that he was already smoking, but smiled nervously and took it once the other had said it was alright. 'Thanks...' he placed it between his lips and inhaled, closing his eyes briefly as his nicotine craving was finally satisfied. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and tapped off the ash absently as the other asked him a question. 'Oh... I got in a fight... Again... And I lost...' it wasn't so much a fight more than Lauri getting seven shades kicked out of him for no reason, but the other didn't need to know that.

He was a little taken aback when the other suddenly asked him if he wanted to join him, his face going a little red as he looked down at his feet, 'A-are you sure? I wouldn't want to get in your way...' but he looked up to see that the other had already started walking away, panicking slightly, not sure whether he should follow the other or not. He had another class soon, but could he really afford to turn down an opportunity to finally make a friend here? No, of course he couldn't.

He hurried after the other, dropping the finished cigarette on the concrete before opening the passenger door and getting in beside the other. He looked around the inside, smiling softly, 'This is a nice car...' he bit his lip slightly before speaking up again, 'I-I'm Lauri, by the way... I-I noticed your accent, you're American right? Are you on an exchange here or do you live in London?...' he went red again and looked away, not wanting to annoy the other guy with any more of his stupid questions.

[Tristan Alex Carter]

'Thanks...Oh... I got in a fight... Again... And I lost...'

Tristan rose an eyebrow as the other said he got in a fight and lost. "Well damn, that sucks doesn't it" He said as his voice echoed through the student parking lot. He loved how he took up three parking spaces this morning. The sight caused him to chuckle. "How many ganged up on you? I lost fights before...once by 5 dudes and a bat but I didn't look as bad as you do right now. What was the fight about anyways?" He knew he was asking personal stuff but he really didn't care, he was nosey. Got that from his mother. A shutter passed through his body as he thought back at the thought of his mom and his friend. “Heads up, don’t talk to my mom… I don’t need to see her naked on top of you.” After he said that another shutter passed through his body. “So gross” He muttered before putting the car into gear and quickly revering out of his three parking spaces and put it into gear again, letting his foot off of the clutch.

“This is a nice car…

The boy comment caused Tristan to smile and he revved the engine. “Yeah, she old but still fast…Wanna see?” Again, he didn’t give the other a chance to answer because he stomped on the gas paddle and flew out of the parking lot and did a 180 onto the main road. “Put on a seat belt will ya…if I don’t get a ticket for speeding I don’t want one for you not having a seat belt on.” He spoke as he quickly press the clutch down with his foot and change gears. They were already doing 80 on a 45-mile an hour road, and Tristan seemed so relaxed as he rest against his seat while if it was anybody else they would be thrown around as he rounded the curves. Seeing as Tristan was such a daredevil he even grabbed up a CD case and popped it into the CD playing, surfing through the different song until he got to a good linkin park song. He tapped his thumbs against the steering wheel and sung along. “Getting scared yet?” He asked the boy sitting next to him.

“I-I'm Lauri, by the way... I-I noticed your accent, you're American right? Are you on an exchange here or do you live in London?”

That is a different name…Lauri. Well he was in a new country so he needed to stop being surprised at all the different things he keeps encountering. “Tristan Carter.” He didn’t really like his name…so…boyish. Oh well he was stuck with it. He smiled when he heard the other speak about his accent. “Its hard to image me having an accent…but yeah I am American. My mom lost our house back home so we moved her to mooch off my aunt and uncle. So what is my accent like?” Tristan quickly looked over to Lauri and gave a smile. When he looked back to the road he took a sharp turn and sped down a narrow alleyway, barely missing the clothesline and suddenly came to a stop in front of a worn down trailer. “Home sweet home.” He mumbled as he stared at the trailer he was living in now. “Cheap family” He mumbled as he opened the door.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri bit his lip again, his hand unwittingly moving to trace the circle of the black eye he had gently with his finger tips, 'I-it was about seven guys... And I don't know what it was about, they just jumped me... They never seem to need a reason, they just enjoy it...' he jumped slightly at the other's next comment, it coming as quite a surprise, wondering what would bring the other to ask something like that, 'Er... Don't worry... I... I don't like older women...' he had been about to say 'I don't like women' but didn't want the other to start acting weird around him or get the wrong idea.

Lauri's eyes widened as the other swung out of the parking lot and began storming up the road at certainly dangerous speeds, his eyes widened even further when the other took one hand off the steering wheel to put in a CD, blasting it loud while singing along. He nodded vigorously when the other asked if he was scared, 'Please be carefull!' But despite his words and the fact that he was holding onto the sides of his seat for dear life, he couldn't help feeling respect and admiration for how calm the other was while he was executing all those daredevil stunts, and despite how terrified he was, he coudn't help but also feel excited.

He blushed a little at the other's question, 'Well, its a nice accent really, its definitely not English, thats how I guessed you weren't from around here... But I'm not from around here either, both my parent are Finnish, they moved here a year after I was born, thats why my name's a little different from most.' he blinked as the car skidded to a halt and opened the passenger door, getting out and following the other towards the trailer, suddenly feeling a little bad about the fact that Tristan was living in a trailer while he himself had a proper house to go home to. Not that it was much of a home anyway, only his father lived with him there now, and on the rare occasion that he came home from work or the pub, he never had much to say to him apart from insults.

He followed the other inside and looked around, feeling worse than ever, 'So, why were you out of class before? I didn't have a lesson... Did you get kicked out or something?...' he glanced around again before sitting down on the couch, crossing his legs and looking up at the other.

[Tristan Alex Carter]

'I-it was about seven guys... And I don't know what it was about, they just jumped me... They never seem to need a reason, they just enjoy it...'

Tristan cocked an eyebrow at the boy comment and looked over at him. "Point them out to me next time and I'll get your pay back. I need a good fight right now...I have been to good for the last few days...thanks to hung over" He looked back out in front of him as he turned the car off and sighed. "I have been there before...and kid...don't be like me please..." He said then started to climb out the chair. Once out he placed his arms on the hood and looked over to the Lauri on the other side, "...Do something with your life...be a doctor or something." He laughed at the doctor bit and slammed his car door shut. He shoved his keys into his pocket as he walked around the front of his car and headed towards the stoop. He took two steps at a time and was there within two hops, pulling open the screen door and pushed open the storm door.

“Why aren’t you in school Tristan?

A female voice called out calm like and slightly stoned. Tristan looked over to see his mom on the couch with a joint in between her fingers and he smirked. His mom was hot and still young and a lot of his friends come by just to look at her. “I got kicked out and I wanted a beer so I invited … uhh Lauri right? I wanted to invite Lauri to drink with me. Look at him, isn’t he just so cute” He laughed slightly as he lightly took Lauri’s chin in his hand and give it a light jiggle. “Help yourself, take a seat and remember what I said in the car” he then pointed at the boy before disappearing into the kitchen only to reemerge within second with a six pack of beer. He dropped it on the coffee table in front of the couch and plopped down between Lauri and his mom.

'Well, its a nice accent really, its definitely not English, thats how I guessed you weren't from around here... But I'm not from around here either, both my parent are Finnish, they moved here a year after I was born, thats why my name's a little different from most.'

Tristan smiled and nodded. “Finnish eh? Like that him guy?” He asked as he watched his mother get up and walk to her room. “If you need me I’ll be in there” She finally said as she started to close her door. “Yeah mom” He called back then grabbed a beer. As he listened to the other speak he popped open the can and chugged it down. “I like the name Lauri…its …weird” He said then smirked. He finished off his first beer and placed it on the coffee table. He got up from his seat and started to walk to the other side of the house, ‘Be right back” he said as he disappeared into his room. After searching for a good five minutes he found his stash in his dresser and came back out with it. “Your not allowed to smoke this…says me.” he plopped back down on the couch and started to wrap one up. “Your lucky I am letting you smoke cigarettes” he mumbled then licked the wrap so it can stick.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri really couldn't help but feel an immense feeling of gratitude towards the other as he said that he would get pay back for what happened to him. He had never had anyone stick up for him in all the time he had been at St.A, no one who looked out for him, and now someone who he had never med before was offering to get pay back? Tristan sure must be one hell of a guy... He chuckled when he said that he should do something with his life like be a doctor, 'Nah, I'm not smart enough to be a doctor, I wanna become a photographer actually... Give me a shout if you ever feel like modeling...' he went bright red as soon as the words left his mouth, since when had he been so forward and flirty?

He smiled nervously at Tristan's mom, remembering what he had said in the car, about to sit down when Tristan reached out and jiggled his chin, causing his cheeks to flush even more at the touch, wishing his hand would stay there a little longer, even when he left to go and get beer. He felt a little uncomfortable being alone in the same room as the older woman, feeling slightly relieved when Tristan returned and she left to go into another room. He nodded at the question, smiling widely, 'Yeah, you like HIM? They're my favourite band! Ville is so ho-talented!...' he spluttered slightly, turning away when he realized what he had almost said, hoping that the other wouldn't notice. He reached for a beer, hoping it would calm his nerves, popping open the can and taking several large gulps.

He giggled once the other returned with the bag, 'Aww, come on...' but he fell quiet, knowing it wasn't really his place to ask for anything else from this guy, not wanting to seem rude, having been brought up to always be polite no matter who he was talking to. 'Thank you, though, for the beer, and the smoke... You're very kind...'

[Tristan Alex Carter]

'Nah, I'm not smart enough to be a doctor, I wanna become a photographer actually... Give me a shout if you ever feel like modeling...'

Tristan tilted back his head and laughed, "Yeah, ok...I can see my self as a model." Tristan did a few off the wall poses like pushing his lips out like a girl, then placing a hand behind his head and looked up at the sky then bend over and placed on hand on his knee then the other over his lips, in a way of saying 'of you bad boy' He stood up straight and laughed some more. “But yeah, I help you out if you need it. At least you have a goal set out for yourself. Are you taking any glasses to help you out in that area or are you already god to photo taking?” He smirked as he playfully nudged him with his elbow, right in his side. He was hoping he got a tickle spot but most guys are ticklish anymore. Well Tristan was but Lauri didn’t need to know all that. He popped open another beer and leaned back against the couch.

"Yeah, you like HIM? They're my favorite band! Ville is so ho-talented!..."

Tristan just smirked at Lauri and wondered if he should tell him, what the hell. “Yeah, I am good friend with Ville. We go back…I was a pro-skater in America and was a fan so we met and found we liked each other so we hung out a lot.” Tristan thought he might need to prove that he was friends with Ville so he leaned back against the couch and lifted his crotch in the air, searching his back pockets for his wallet. Once he pulled it out he sat back down on the couch and tossed Lauri his wallet. Mostly all the pictures in there were of him and Ville. Picture 1 Picture 2 Picture 3 Picture 4 Picture 5 Picture 6 He forgot the last picture was in there and he turned bright red. "uh...." He looked away from the boy and downed the rest of his beer, trying to think of how to pull this off.

"Aww, come on...Thank you, though, for the beer, and the smoke... You're very kind..."

Tristan turned back to the boy and smiled some. “Ville showed me kindness…in a way of speaking because he isn’t an angel himself.” Tristan’s eyes fall to the joint in his finger then placed it to his lips. “Alright kid, only two hits…got it” He said as he kept the joint between his lips, lighting it when he was finished talking.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri could hold back his laughter as the other posed, 'That would be great! And no, not really, I just practice a lot in my spare time... It would be great to have someone to hang out with while it did it though.' he squeaked loudly when the other elbowed him in the side, being extremely ticklish there, 'Heyy! Stop it!'

Lauri's eyes widened as the other told him that he was friends with Ville, 'No way! Thats awesome!' he took the other's wallet and took out the picture's grinning widely as he looked through them, but stopping at the final one, his face falling as he looked at the sight of Tristan and Ville kissing. 'Oh...' he looked away from the picture and stuffed them back in the wallet. He bit his lip and spoke quietly, 'So... Are you two... together or something?' Lauri knew that it wasn't really fair for him to be upset that Tristan might already be with someone, but he just couldn't help it...

He reached out and took the joint from the other, hoping it would make him forget the crappy way he was feeling right then, taking a rather larger breath than he probably should have, coughing and spluttering loudly, handing it back to him while he tried to get his breath back.

[Tristan Alex Carter]

'Heyy! Stop it!'

Tristan smiled as he found the others tickle spot. He bit his lower lip and saved the location in his mind for a later use. "Yeah, if i am hung over I dunno how much use I can be but I’ll help to get you on your feet and to start a portfolio.” He let out a sigh and wished he was back home enjoying his fame but thanks to a bad rep he’ll never have another career in fame again. He still had his famous friends…well one of them. He then remembered talking to his manager about making a movie about being stupid stunts. He liked that idea and wondered what to call it and if he should even try to star in it. Just then his attention was back on Lauri.

"No way! Thats awesome!"

Tristan just smiled and nodded. “Yup, its hard to believe I was a celebrity eh? Now I am a wash up because of a sex video, which wasn’t mine…the dude looked nothing like me. Stupid haters” He mumbled as he took a drag. He held it in his lungs for a moment then exhaled from the corner of his mouth. “But I might be making a movie here soon, a group of crazy guys and girls doing stupid shit and almost getting killed. It sounds awesome but I need to think of a name for it” He said as took back his wallet. He tossed it onto the coffee table and sighed. How was he going to explain that he was bi to the boy? As he looked over to explain he saw what he thought was hurt on his face, causing him to push his eyebrow together.

"Oh...So... Are you two... together or something?"

Tristan just smiled and shook his head. “Nah, we were drunk and our buds dared us to make out…so we did and they snapped a picture of it.” He looked over to the other and gave a side smile. “Why are you jealous that I got to kiss Ville?” He wanted the other to smile so he tried to make a joke. He playfully nudged the other in his side again, in hope he would lighten up a bit. “What is on your mind kid” He asked as he watched the other choke on the smoke. Tristan just bit his lips and tried not to laugh but the sight was rather amusing. He looked at the half a joint left and put it out, saving it for later, they don’t need to get totally wasted yet.

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[lauri kristopher hakala]

Lauri shook his head, 'Its not hard to believe... But I wouldn't really care if you were a celebrity or not... You're just a really nice guy... Either that or you're absolutely insane for wanting to hang out with me...' he nodded slightly, 'That sounds like fun actually, but be careful though, I know you may not have much to lose, but I wouldn't want you to get hurt...'

Lauri nodded again at the other's answer, smiling softly and giggling when he was nudged once more, 'Kinda, he seems like he'd be a good kisser...' once he recovered his breath he bit his lip again, not sure what he should say in reply. What was on his mind? A lot of things... He spoke softly, 'This...' he leaned over and pressed his lips softly against Tristan's cheek...

[Tristan Alex Carter]

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Tristan smiled and felt his cheeks getting warm. "Ok, I get the point...I am nice...even though I shouldn't be." He chuckled some as he leaned back against the couch, relaxing. He glared at Lauri at the last remark he made and lightly punched him in the arm for saying it. "I am not insane...just a little out of it BUT not insane." He pointed his finger at him then poked his nose. "I have drugs to thank for all that." He smirked and looked back at the half a joint laying on the coffee table. “See why I don’t want you to be like me?” He said as he let his head fall in the direction of Lauri and smiled at him.

'That sounds like fun actually, but be careful though, I know you may not have much to lose, but I wouldn't want you to get hurt...'

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Tristan smiled and thought of how much he sounded like a mother just then. He reached out to the other and ruffed his hair. “Your alright kid,” He then let his hand fall back to his side and he looked around for something to do or say. The TV was broke and everything else was …boring. He sighed then looked back at Lauri, “Next time we are go to your house”He said before getting up top his feet and walked towards his room again, telling Lauri to follow with his finger. Maybe he could find something in his room…like he can find anything in his room. –eye roll– Once they were inside his room he closed the door behind them then fell back onto his bed.

'Kinda, he seems like he'd be a good kisser...'

Tristan tried to think back on that night but most of it was fuzzy, thanks to being wasted. Yeah Ville was a good kisser from what he remembers. “I can’t remember really…I was wasted.” He sighed then pulled Lauri down next to him, then looked up at him. “Why are you so worried about how good he kisses eh? He you daydream of kissing him” He was picking fun again, and Tristan reached up and pinched the other’s cheek. After he asked about what was on Lauri’s mind he actually showed him by kissing his cheek. Tristan went wide-eyed for a moment then looked back at the other, leaning up on his elbows and leaned over to the other until his lips pressed against Lauri’s. What, he is horny now.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/center]

[lauri kristopher hakala]

“Your alright kid.”

Lauri's smile widened as the other ruffed his hair, so insanely happy that he was finally being accepted by someone, especially someone so funny, smart and damn right gorgeous... He nodded when the other suggested that they should go to his house next time, getting up and following him into his bedroom, standing around awkwardly as Tristan lay down on his bed, 'That would be great, my mom doesn't live with us anymore and dad is hardly ever home so we could do whatever we like,' he chuckled softly, 'Just please don't invite a load of people and have some crazy stoner party, I'll get hell if my dad finds out.' His eyes widened when the other pulled him down onto the bed next to him, all kinds of images going through his head as he shifted and made himself comfortable next to Tristan, his cheeks still burning from nervousness and embarrassment.

For a few moments after he pulled away from kissing the other's cheek he feared the worst as the other's eyes widened, wondering if he had gone too far too fast and would soon find himself thrown out and forced to make his own way home on his own. But once Tristan's lips pressed against his, his fears evaporated and he closed his eyes, laying down beside the other and raising one hand to gently run through the other's soft curls. He pulled away briefly, just to get his breath back, wrapping his arms around Tristan's neck, speaking softly 'In answer to your question, yeah, a couple of times I've imagined it... But I was mainly asking to see if I had any competition...' and he giggled.