So Still The Evening Air {Wyatt}

[noahsears]

Slowly, almost with a small strut, Noah walked along the beach's edge, where water and land visibly met. He waved at most of the people that walked by, either knowing them or simply trying to be friendly after all, a friend was far better than any enemy. He glanced at the water that was a few meters from him, more out of boredom that curiosity. It looked like the sky's mirror, slightly brown from dust and ignorance to be cleaned. The water was slightly brown and did not have a ripple, most of the people swimming in a section of water further away from the shore or an entirely different part of the beach in general. Over on this side of the beach, most people were simply lying on the sand trying to crisp their skin until it gained a nice golden hue, something Noah himself did not really worry about or need to worry about.

A light breeze blew and hit in flat in the face, pushing the small amount of hair he had on his head away from his face. He inhaled happily, smiling while he did it, his eyes half shut. He loved the smell of the sea and all the mysteries that it held, all the adventure and excitement that lied beneath the water's glossy surface. He loved the sea even more now than before due to his enhanced senses, though sometimes he did act territorial over nothing, due to these abilities he had acquired. Behind him he heard a few girls giggle at his open display of sniffing, though he simply ignored them and walked past the border between the land and sea, breaking the water's surface effortlessly.

Once he was about waist deep in water, he began to front crawl further out until the water was just a little above his head height, stopping and looking around for a second, making sure no one was swimming at him or to see if he had not seen anyone in the first place. It looked clear. With a small breath in he submerged his body in the water's depths and began to swim around. It had taken awhile but after much practice he could now open his eyes while under the water and see where he was going, though sometimes he wish he could not, due to some of the nasty things he had seen floating around in the depths, such as cans, bottles, condoms, and other various objects that should not have entered the water.

He swam around a little more, like a frog, easily covering a large amount of space in a single motion. Being fit had a good amount of benefits. He saw a few fish swim by, tiny things that were barley even visible, and Noah could hardly even feel them when they brushed past his ribs, not afraid of him. Personally, Noah wanted to take a bite at them, just to try and see what they tasted like, though this was simply like a small, needless thought that was easily pushed away. He was not completely sure, but Noah believed it was simply his werewolf persona trying to express itself, though since Noah transformed into wolf form almost daily, the urge was weak and ignored. Propelling himself up, Noah broke through the curtain above him and took a deep breath in, wiping his eyes with his hands and looking up at the sky. It was still day time, though a few dark clouds did hold space in the sky, but even with those the sun still shone brightly on the earth below.

((We shall assume that he is wearing swimming trunks, but aside from that, nothing I couldn't find a image of my face claim wearing a swimsuit, only one with him in a pool with pants, so yah...lets say his trunks are pure red? Sound good?? ))

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt laid peacefully on the beach, slowly drifting in and out of sleep as he listened to the light sound of waves breaking over one another. It had been a considerably nice day for forks, one of the best Wyatt had seen since he moved here a few weeks back. Taking the opportunity to make the most of the nice weather, the beach seemed like the best way to go, considering it was a fair trip out of town and would be a nice drive. The sun warmed his skin as it tingled slightly, reminding Wyatt of his home in LA which seemed a distant memory now.

The sand ran through the small creases in between his toes as he stretched out and rested his hands behind his head. Wyatt had lost track of how long he'd been laying here now... 1 hour maybe 2? It didn’t matter regardless. He had no curfew when it came to the weekends and he didn't plan on leaving any time soon. The wind gently blew across his body, bringing with it the sound of conversation, giggling and the mild smell of salt as the warm sensation disappeared into the shade of a cloud that covered the sun's rays. Feeling slightly disappointed, Wyatt propped himself up onto his elbows and stared out at the expanding bluish brown water ahead of him that reflected like a mirror in the shades covering his eyes.

Knowing there was only hours of sunlight left before the rain would pick up again, Wyatt stood up and threw his shades onto the crumpled towel where he laid. Gazing out to the ocean to make sure there wasn’t anyone near by, he walked slowly down to the waters edge and felt the cool water kiss his skin as stood at the shore line. Up the beach a good few hundred meters a couple of girls danced in the crashing waves, laughing playfully to each other as the cool spray caught them by surprise. Returning his gaze to the water, Wyatt sighed to himself and took a deep breath of the fresh salty air... He liked being by himself at the moment, so much to think about but not enough solutions to sort it. Shrugging to himself lightly he walked deeper into the ocean and finally dived into an oncoming wave that hadn’t broken. The chilled water glided over his soft skins and the deafening sound of moving water filled his ears, eventually subsiding as the wave passed over.

Forcing himself to the surface and wiping the water from his eyes, he gasped in surprise at the figure that stood only a few meters from where he was. The tanned figure turned to face him and their eyes locked instantly, prompting Wyatt to smile lightly in response. "Sorry... I didn't realise someone was already out here..." He stuttered slightly, feeling a little intimidated by the guys appearance.

((Ok cool, red trunks, got it! heres an idea of What Wyatt is wearing CLICK HERE ))

[noahsears]

After his small look at the sky, Noah submerged himself again swimming around in circles now, not going much of anywhere. He wasn't trying to go far, in face, he wanted to stay in the same small area for a reason. He was looking at the water's floor, seeing what thing lay in the mud below him, almost like a treasure hunter or scuba diver. So far, all he saw were shells, pieces of garbage, seaweed, and a small fish or two trying to hide from the other people who were swimming in the water as well. Eventually, Noah gave up and simply grabbed a shell from the bottom, though made sure nothing was inside it before he grabbed it. The shell was a light pink with a chip or two in it along the edge, but that could easily be fixed up. In fact, after a good cleaning the shell would probably make a nice ornament at home or something.

His lungs actually starting to feel pain now, Noah swam back to the surface world, more or less shooting out of the water as he came up. He wiped his eyes again, making sure not to get the shell near them though, in case it was sharp or something and might damage his eyes.He blinked for a moment when he heard the sound of parting water a little bit away from him and slightly behind, turning to see who it was. He hadn't seen anyone else under there, but then again, he was pretty occupied with trying to find something that would be worth bringing home. He made eye contact with the person, trying to be polite seeing as if you simply looked away from someone it was almost as if you said I don't want to have to look at you and know that your even near me. Well, that's what it meant to Noah at least.

He smiled when the other guy talked, shaking his head when he was done. You don't have any reason to apologize, it's not like I own the water or the beach...I would like too but so far it hasn't happened. He chuckled for a second before tossing the shell up and catching it, smiling at it happily. It looked better in the sunlight than in the water's dark depths. Oh right, I'm sorry. My name is Noah Sears, it's nice to meet you. He held his hand out to Wyatt, his empty one. Maybe by the end of the day Noah would have another person to put on his friend list...which reminded him, he was going to have to revise that list when he got home after, it was starting to get outdated.

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt watched as Noah juggled the pretty shell in the air contently, obviously it was a souvenir he had found just recently. "Oh right, I'm sorry. My name is Noah Sears, it's nice to meet you." He kindly introduced himself, extending his free hand out. Wyatt gently lifted his hand out of the cool water and took Noah's, instantly feeling the warmth of his skin as they locked, almost causing him to flinch in surprise. "It's nice to meet you... I’m Wyatt" He replied with a slight look of confusion mixed in with a friendly smile. How was it that his hands were so warm... yet the water was cold enough to make his own chilled? Wyatt thought to himself, but didn't feel it necessary to ask. It felt almost soothing, comforting even… almost like a heat blanket on a cold night that was painful to take off. But he released their grip before Noah could feel uncomfortable.

Wyatt's eyes travelled down from Noah's and to the shell he clutched in his spare hand. "So... are you from around here?" He asked, sinking slowly to allow his upper arms to go under the water, shielding them from the brief gust of cool air that blew past. Wyatt felt intrigued by Noah, he seems so... genuine... in a way. Not like the type of people he remembered from back home in LA where looks meant more then friendship and trust. Although he hadn't completely embraced the idea of Forks yet, it was still a refreshing change; one the he would have to get use to.

It killed Wyatt to leave his life behind, but it was the right choice. He needed the new start and a change of scenery to get his life back on track, even if it meant constant rain and a slow social life. Only having lived in forks for a couple of weeks he was still in the process of making friends, many of which hadn’t yet become what Wyatt would call “close friends”.

[noahsears]

Noah raised an eyebrow at the way Wyatt reacted when their skin touched. He did not jump or anything like that, but his face did twist into a surprised look. What? Did Noah hang onto his hand to hard or something? Maybe he somehow got a shock that hurt? Either way, he made sure to let go of Wyatt's hand as soon as Wyatt let go of his, just in case he was hurting the younger male. He did nod though when Wyatt introduced himself, nodding at him. Wyatt... Noah said the name quietly and slowly, putting it to memory and also making sure he could actually say it right and/or heard Wyatt correctly. He did notice that Wyatt's hands were cold though, not freezing but slightly chilly, probably more from the water than his actually body temperature. Bringing his eyes back up to meet Wyatt's, he say the curiosity and confusion in them and gave Wyatt a confused look back, one that matched his almost perfectly.

He blinked when the eye contact broke, following Wyatt's eyes down to the shell he was holding. It shimmered slightly in the sunlight, from the small droplets of water that still covered the surface. Hmm... Noah made the noise out loud and he wadded around a little, making sure not to circle Wyatt and to keep some distance, but not so far away it seemed he was trying to ignore or leave Wyatt. His face had a slightly odd look to it, his mouth moving in one direction while his eyes looked in the same direction his mouth was, still wadding in the water slowly. After a few seconds of thinking he let out a chuckle before turning to Wyatt. I guess I live sort of in between Forks and here, not on the reserve but still rather close to this area...I've never really thought about it so the question actually caught me off guard. How about you, do you live in La Push or Forks? Or maybe you live in Seattle or somewhere else and came here for a break? He looked at Wyatt with interest waiting for his answer.

So far nothing bad had happened at all, and even more surprising to Noah, people were not staring at him or glancing at him like normal, like they normally did. Maybe they finally got bored of stalking just one guy and decided to creep on some other person. He hoped they had simply got bored, and wished that they were not stalking anyone else. He looked up at the sky, seeing where the sun was. The clouds had begun to clear, the beach becoming brighter as the rays of light came down and hit Noah's body. He couldn't feel the extra warmth though, his body was already so warm that the sunlight felt like nothing compared to him, though it would probably feel good to Wyatt. He looked over at the other male for a moment before smiling and tossing the pink shell lightly to him. Does this look good to you? As a souvenir or maybe if it got grind down to a smaller size and put into a necklace or bracelet or something?

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt watched as Noah began wading around the small area between them, pondering a response to his question. " I guess I live sort of in between Forks and here, not on the reserve but still rather close to this area...I've never really thought about it so the question actually caught me off guard." Wyatt grinned a little, hiding his smile under the water so Noah couldn’t tell. He didn't know why it pleased him... catching Noah up on a subject he didn't expect, but it certainly made Wyatt more intrigued by this stranger. " How about you, do you live in La Push or Forks? Or maybe you live in Seattle or somewhere else and came here for a break?" Noah continued, returning to Wyatt for a response.

The question, in return caught Wyatt off guard himself. The life he once had in LA was a difficult subject to talk about and teased the tender memories that had once been a reality. Peering down as his hands with a fast change of expression and emotion, Wyatt entwined his fingers and frowned slightly. "Ah.. umm well... I’m originally from LA... But, I live up in forks now... only a 10 minute or so drive from the local school." He replied in an uncomfortable yet honest tone. Wyatt knew people would ask about his past every now and then, but he had never prepared himself to make a response that would avoid further questioning, or bring back the bad memories. The shadow of a cloud passed over and the heat of the sun began tingling upon Wyatt's skin again. He loved the sun, which was obvious from the slight tan that evenly covered Wyatt's body... but was clearly in need of further development.

Lifting his face to the sun and closing his eyes, Wyatt allowed the Rays to warm his body gently while he relaxed the frown into the content expression from before. He didn't want Noah to realise that there was a difficult patch in his past, not yet anyway. Lowering his gaze down to Noah, Wyatt smiled and sunk back into the now slightly warmer water, catching the shell in his right hand as it flew in his direction.

"Does this look good to you? As a souvenir or maybe if it got grind down to a smaller size and put into a necklace or bracelet or something?. The shell certainly was beautiful, a perfect shade of pink that would definitely be worth keeping. Tracing the outline of the creases and curves, Wyatt held it into the light and watched the sun glint of the surface from the water remnants. " Its beautiful " He replied bringing it down to eye level and studying it closer. " Definitely a keeper... could give it as a present to someone.... Not knowing many details about Noah yet, Wyatt thought he best not make assumptions, but as usual... his curiosity kicked in. Smiling slyly, he extended his hand back out to Noah with the shell sitting in the centre of his palm"... your Girlfriend even?" He suggested... hoping to gain more insight into the personality of his new acquaintance.

[noahsears]

Noah openly chuckled when Wyatt was caught off guard by his questioning, the other male visibly showing his surprise at the question. Ok, I guess we're equal now. When Wyatt was still talking, Noah began to float on his back, looking at the sky, not moving from the spot he was at. He was still listening, he just sort of needed to keep moving his body somewhat or he might get to comfy in one spot and not want to move at all, ever. The sunlight still had no effect on him personally, though it did give his body a slight glow of sorts. So far today had been moving rather slowly, feeling more like a few weeks than hours, though it was starting to return to its normal pace...slowly. In fact, for the first time in a good while, Noah was actually tired and almost wanted to just drive home and collapse on his bed.

When Wyatt was done talking about where he lived, Noah forced himself back up in a standing position, visibly showing his unhappiness at doing so by letting out a grunt from the effort. LA huh...I thought about going there for a good while last year but decided against it. I like living in quiet areas more than being surrounded by people all the time. Besides, I'd probably just get lost in the place, I still get lost in Forks sometimes. He laughed at himself for a second before looking back at Wyatt and smiling. Do you like Forks? I mean, I know it's a small, quiet town but most people that come from cities and stuff tend to like it because everything seems to move a little bit slower and you don't get caught up in as many cliques and stuff. To Noah, Forks and La Push were perfect places to live, he loved how there was a small population to both, how there was not as much drug pressure and stuff as in large cities.

He waited patiently while Wyatt inspected the shell, watching as he traced the shell's curves and flaws. Noah smiled, his face down at the water when Wyatt answered, lifting his head back up to take the shell back form Wyatt, though he was still looking at it so Noah simply stood there and waited, not having to really kick to stay a float. What years of swimming did...he didn't even have to think anymore now, everything was instinct now when it came to swimming. When Wyatt was done looking at it Noah wadded over chuckling when he brought up giving it to someone as a present. He accepted the shell when Wyatt held it out to him, gently taking it back, making sure not to cut himself or Wyatt if the shell had some unknown sharp edge on it. When he brought up the girlfriend topic, Noah obviously showed his surprise, his smile dropping into a flat line and his eyes instantly blinking. It was a quick reaction though, and Noah let out a laugh after he recovered. Prying into personal details now, eh? No, I don't have a girlfriend, but I guess it would make a nice gift for someone...How about you? What gifts have you gotten for your girlfriend?? Or...past girlfriends? Noah himself let out a sly smile, and before Wyatt could try to change the subject...well, if he tried, Noah instantly looked Wyatt right in the eyes. You have answer, I answered your personal question, so you have to do the same. He was playing kinda unfair and yet at the same time it was a valid argument. He waiting for Wyatt to answer, wondering what he would say.

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt relaxed as Noah didn't continue with questions about his family or lifestyle, but his opinion on forks. Tilting his head to the side slightly while considering the question, Wyatt peered back to the beach and let his eyes scan the beautiful forest that sat on the border of the beach, and then over to the cliffs where he had admired the view many times before. It was true that forks was a stunning place, so green and natural with little concern for violence, drama and other issues you find in the city’s. It was definitely a refreshing change to the fast paced lifestyle and demanding expectations of Los Angeles. "Umm, that’s a good question..." Wyatt frowned a little, still looking around the area. " I do... like it here, it's very peaceful and comforting, even though the weather is pretty average. He smiled, returning his gaze to Noah. " I miss my home, but this place is definitely growing on me. The terrain is beautiful, fresh and so natural... and the people are so friendly, which are things you don't see in the city."

Until Noah had actually brought the idea of liking forks to his attention, Wyatt hadn't actually considered weather he liked it here or not. Living with his aunty and uncle had its advantages; nice house, amazing food and a lot of freedom... they were truly loving people, almost like a second family. As for the friendship side, Wyatt had found it fairly easy to make friends here in forks, but none of which he had bonded with as a best or close friend. Part of the reason for this was that he already had his best friend back home, Claire. She was his everything, the only girl he had truly ever loved in his entire life... but not a romantic love, a friendship... or even a family love. That was the toughest part of Leaving, but it was comforting to know that they talked on the phone or e-mailed every single day.

Wyatt saw the hesitation in Noah’s response, but thought nothing of it... was probably more personal then he assumed. " Prying into personal details now, eh?" Sniggering to himself lightly, Wyatt peered down at his arms that were starting to look darker from the sun. It was a common habit for Wyatt to push people into telling him details like that, he'd inherited it from his previous social group. " No, I don't have a girlfriend, but I guess it would make a nice gift for someone...How about you? What gifts have you gotten for your girlfriend?? Or...past girlfriends?" Taken back by the question, Wyatt frowned again, still looking down at the water and then back up to meet's Noah's eyes. There wasn’t anger in his stare, but more disappointment in himself. The sly smile extended across Noah's face, 'Using my own tricks against me...' Wyatt sniffed in amusement without allowing his expression to loosen. Turning his gaze out to sea and squinting in the light, Wyatt tapped his fingers against the surface of the water as he came up with a valid answer to Noah's question. He didn't want to lie... But then again the truth was hard to admit to himself... and even more difficult to Noah.

" Ummm... well, I really can't remember..." He replied, clearing his throat before continuing. " I’ve... I’ve never really had a proper girl friend, you know how it is." That was partly true, Wyatt had never actually returned the same feeling's to his girlfriends that they felt for him. At his previous school, it was unusual for a guy to avoid sexual activity... though he had slipped a few times; Wyatt just never found the right person or motivation. " Besides... the only girl for me is my best friend Claire..." He finally stated as he returned his eye's to Noah, hinting that there was more to it then that, but it was a touchy subject. He smiled warmly, not in happiness but more in approval of the excuse he managed to come up with. His own sexuality was never something he tried to think about, or accept. Wyatt knew he was different...

"Does that answer your question well enough?..." He grimaced in a playful almost sarcastic way.

[noahsears]

A smile crossed Noah's face when Wyatt had relaxed his body, his discomfort going away almost completely it seemed. Good, he had done the right thing and not pried further into the other male's past. Noah was somewhat curious to now why it made Wyatt so visibly uncomfortable to bring up just the topic of his past, but not so curious that he would bring the subject up again. He tried to follow Wyatt's eyes when he looked back at the beach, Noah trying to see what he was looking at, but saw nothing aside from the scenery and so dismissed the notion. He blinked when Wyatt responded to his question, having somewhat zoned out for a second, the voice bringing him back to reality. He floated quietly, listening to what Wyatt said, his face focused on Wyatt. He was genuinely interested in knowing what Wyatt thought of Forks. Noah didn't actually know anyone from a big city, having lived only in the area of Forks and La Push, and most of the people that came from the city to settle down in this area were retired and old.

Well, I'm glad to hear that you like it here, thought I'm not really surprised that you miss your home. I think anyone would, no matter how great of a place they were at instead. I personally don't really want to ever leave here at all, I've grown far to attached to it. Besides, I doubt I would even like living in a large city, too much going on at once and all that stuff... Noah had only been to Port Angeles three times with friends, and didn't exactly like it all that much. True, the place did have a theater, which was the best part of the entire trip there, but as for the personalities of the people that lived there and stuff, it just didn't seem as a great place to be.

He gave Wyatt a concerned look when the other male frowned as he looked down in the water at Noah's question to him. Maybe he had hit a soft spot, a question that shouldn't have been asked? He did chuckle for a second or two when Wyatt brought up Noah using his own trick against him, Noah smiling slyly at him. Well I figured if it worked on me, it just might work on you as well. He could see the thought, and the hesitation in Wyatt. When he was finally ready and spoke, Noah made sure to listen to every word. When he was done, Noah shook his head at Wyatt. Actually, I don't know how it is...I've never dated anyone, or been on a date, in my life. He laughed at himself at the thought somewhat. He didn't know what Wyatt would think on that, Noah not even having any sort of romantic history at all.

I guess that answers my question good enough, better than just saying 'chocolates, flowers' and stuff like that. Besides, you even gave a name instead of just saying 'them' or 'her,' which kind of makes me think she's probably one of the most important females in your life. Right? Noah looked around him now, seeing how was still on the beach. A few people were starting to swim closer to him and Wyatt, though stopped a good few meters away and ignored them basically. Well, it was going to be a quiet day it seemed. Hmm....what's a better color, blue, black, red, or silver? Yes, it was a random question, but Noah did have a reason behind it, though he didn't plan on saying until Wyatt answered. Try not to over think it or anything, I just want to know which of those is a better color for...reasons that shall be said after your answer. He nodded to himself, having to actually think on that wording to see if it made sense, after all, Noah never was the smartest person...

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt glared at Noah in a playful way, but still smiled at the same time as he admitted to using Wyatt's method against him. And then his expression changed again... to surprise. He hadn't expected Noah to be inexperienced when it came to dating and relationships, in fact.. he expected the exact opposite. Wyatt allowed his eyes to examine Noah properly; he was definitely attractive and well groomed, but also seemed like a really genuine guy. 'Thought he'd be hitting them off with sticks' Wyatt thought to himself as he raised his eye brows in disbelief. "Really...? That’s hard to believe, you seem...."Wyatt shrugged as he struggled to come up with an appropriate word. He couldn't say anything that would give his position away, even the word 'appealing' would seem a little to open minded. "...the type!" Wyatt finally managed to smile enthusiastically, feeling a little relieved at the same time.

Giving Noah a nod in response to his question about Claire, Wyatt filtered through the memories he and Claire had together. Having been friends and neighbours since they were 7, it was tough to find the perfect moment in their friendship... truth was, the entire relation ship had been perfect. She was his rock, his soul mate and the only person who knew every secret, burden and desire Wyatt ever had. It was comforting to know that she was coming to visit Wyatt over the coming holidays; the ticket was a present he bought as a birthday present. " Perhaps you will meet her one day... He smiled, remembering that only a few weeks separated their reunion.

"Hmm....what's a better colour, blue, black, red, or silver?" Noah asked, taking Wyatt by surprise once again. As simple as it sounded, it felt like a fairly difficult question to answer. He liked each colour for different reasons but it was clearly an easy decision. " Blue" He replied almost second's after the question was asked. The colour of the ocean, sky and his own eyes that stood out in comparison to others of the same colour. " But can I ask why?" He questioned in return with a sly expression of confusion appearing on his face

[noahsears]

Noah chuckled at Wyatt when he gave his response to Noah's romantic past. A lot of people had the same reaction as Wyatt when Noah told them, and every time it made him laugh or smile in some way. How do I seem like the type, eh? Is it my appearance? Or maybe it's just my overall ability to charm? Noah was only half joking. He knew he was better looking than most guys his age and also apparently had a better personality than most too. While he was extremely proud of both, he tried not to let it go to his head, though of course, it did sometimes.

How about you though? You seem like the type who would have had at least a few proper girlfriends yourself. But I guess it is a personal choice on who you date and stuff. Noah thought for a second when Wyatt brought up him meeting Claire one day, pondering the idea. Hmm...I'm not sure. Would you actually want someone you just met to meet one of the most important people in the world to you? She might not even like me, after all, I can't charm everyone with my amazing looks and personality. He laughed for a second, and then realized what he said, laughing a little more.

Hey, wait and calm down a little, I said I'd tell you after you answer. Give me a second to reply. Noah gave Wyatt a look, raising an eyebrow at the smaller guy. He sighed before scratching his head and nodding. I was wondering what color would be best for when I get my own vehicle. Those are the colors I like best, but I couldn't decide on my own, I like them all equally. However, wouldn't a car look weird if it had all those colors on it? Or a motorcycle, not sure which I want to get yet... He lightly knocked on his head before looking up at Wyatt, embarrassed. Sorry, bad habit. When I can't think I normally hit my head, seems to get the ideas to move around a little.

For a second Noah tried to think of an activity for him and Wyatt do to, and then he got the idea. Alright, truth or dare. I haven't played this game for a long time. Hmm...so what is it, do you want to tell me the absolute truth to any question I ask, no matter how bad or personal it is? Or would you rather take a chance with a dare? Hmm...I'll think of the consequences for failing the dare at the end. He have Wyatt a sly smile, one that would have been more suitable for a fox to have. Of course Noah did plan to have any real consequences for failing a dare, but it was still fun to mess with Wyatt's head on the idea.

((Sorry if it doesn't give you much to work with, I haven't been in the best of moods lately so Rping hasn't been at the front of my mind. If you need me to I can try and add more tomorrow when I'm feeling better and get back from the city.))

[mitchellbutler]

Wyatt grinned at Noah's response and shook his head in amusement. "Well.... yeah you are um... pretty good looking" He agreed, making his face serious all of a sudden showing that he was being cautious. It was difficult for Wyatt to respond without seeming too... forward in a way, and not scare Noah off. " As charm goes, I’ll have to witness that for myself, but I don't doubt you." He continued, visibly lightening his expression to a more comfortable composure. Wyatt could see that Noah was definitely capable of stealing many hearts and couldn't understand why he hadn't, but decided not to question it further, was probably on the personal side of things. " Umm...As for myself… i guess I just don't know what I want... I feel so lost when it comes to love, just haven’t found anything or anyone that’s right for me yet." Wyatt confessed remembering how lonely he felt at times. It was true, sure he had been relatively popular when it came to girls but he had never found what he was truly looking for... or what his heart was searching for.

Laughing at Noah's head knocking action, Wyatt splashed water in his direction. " Well that changes things!..." He replied with enthusiasm in his tone. "For you... i recommend the colour red. Not only does it match your skin colour, it looks pretty good on cars and it goes faster". If Wyatt hadn’t decided to get the colour white for his own car, the second choice would have been a crimson red. Not only was White one of his favourite colours, but it's bright, neutral and symbolised purity... which all seemed appropriate for a fresh start. Wyatt adored his car, it was his 18th Birthday present that his mum had been saving for since he was born. ” My own car is White; you can see it from here in the parking lot.” He smiled while pointing towards the main land. The sun reflected off his windshield displaying the blue sky and sun glinting above them. ”Perhaps I can take you for a ride in it sometime if you like.”

Suggesting truth or dare caught Wyatt by surprise; it was actually a really good idea and seemed a good way for them to get to know one another.... although there was a risk, it was well worth it. ” Hey that’s not a bad idea!” Wyatt confirmed, flushing a little at the sly look Noah gave him. ”Hmm well alright then… I chose Truth!”, How bad could the question be…Wyatt questioned himself. There was a lot that Noah didn’t know about him, and a lot of that was fairly secret. For some reason he already felt comfortable enough around Noah to let him ask deep and truthful questions, ‘perhaps it’s the charm starting to show through’ He thought to himself, smiling a little at his internal remark. Ruffling his hair as it began to dry in the light breeze, Wyatt waited patiently for Noah to ask away.

[noahsears]

Good looking you say? Well I guess so, but there are plenty of others in the world who look even better than I do. Noah himself made a somewhat serious face at Wyatt, showing that while he knew of his attractive appearance, he did try his best to not let it change his personality and views. To Noah, a person's physical appearance did not play any true role in a relationship. Every human would eventually turn old and lose their physical appeal, but the person they truly are deep down will never change. Noah chuckled at Wyatt when he talked about being a witness to Noah's charm. Haha, observe to your hearts content, I don't mind, as long as it doesn't stalker-like. Noah smiled and nodded at Wyatt when he finished talking. Yah, I understand what you mean, I think. There's millions of people out there in the world, just none that seem to make you feel...complete? He said the last word as question. There was no way to truly describe truly falling in love, and it was even harder for Noah to describe seeing as he had never fallen into real love.

When Wyatt splashed water at him, Noah simply let it hit him, thought had to wipe his eyes a few times. Some of the water had gotten into his eyes and while it didn't hurt, it did irritate slightly. Red? Noah had to smile in his head at the new tone that was in Wyatt's voice. It appeared that he like cars and vehicles, thought Noah himself did as well, but was not completely knowledgeable in the matter. He looked down at his trouser that were under the water, seeing how they appeared against the tone and color of his skin. ...I guess, I'm not very good with color coordination and stuff like that, it's just not something I can understand.. He followed Wyatt's finger to where the other's car was located. Heh, nice set of wheels. I don't think I'm going to get anything that stands out that much, I just want a nice vehicle that runs good and looks...decent, Noah did have to admit, to him, Wyatt's car was a little too flashy for him.

Noah had to smile when Wyatt agreed to play his game, and saw the color in the other male's face when Wyatt give him the sly look. Alright, the question is simple. What is the stupidest thing you've ever done of your own free will? Noah's sly smile appeared again, waiting for Wyatt's answer. Oh right...hmm...for when you answer and it's your turn...I guess I'll play it easy and say Truth. Remember, any question counts. Noah nodded and waited for Wyatt's returning question.

[noahsears]

OOC: Can an administrator please move this thread to the Achieves board We have finished with it. Thank you in advance.