Bad Boy And The Emo Fall In-Love (remake)

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Zane wakes up in a cold sweat, chills going through his body. Another nightmare. He keeps counting the numbers wondering when they'll finally come to an end. Looking over he sees he woke up an hour before he needs to for school. He figures he could try and sleep, but he worries the nightmare would come back. So, instead, he strips off and throws on new shorts. He takes a shower, hoping to ease his soar muscles and rid of the sweat smell. He likes to feel clean to feel fashionable.

He decides he still has time and plugs his electric guitar into the amplifier, then plugs his headphone into the amplifier so he stays silent in the earth morning. He starts strumming away aimlessly, trying to feel happy, but nothing comes. He watches his phone light up on his bed, he wonders who would be contacting him. His booty call? Maybe.  He sighs and puts down the guitar, placing his headphones on the hook. He calls for his phone to read out the latest text.

"From an unknown number: Hey, it's Shane. I hope I'm not waking you up, but I was serious about the drum lessons. Mind if we talk more about it in school?"

Zane finds himself smiling, closing his eyes, and picturing the smile of Shane when he accepted the drum lesson prompt. He finds it cute. He happily sighs and heads to his phone, he swiped it off the bedside table and lays out against the mattress. He adds Shawn to his contact.

"Little Emo suits him," Zane grins to himself.

"Hello, little Emo. You normally up this early?"

"Hi! Yes, I am. And little Emo?"

"Little emo is your new nickname. Get used to it. Wanna grab some coffee together?"

"Yeah, sure! When?"

"This weekend, how about it?"

"Yes! Free this weekend. Where at?"

"Starbucks, where else?"

"How do you like your coffee? It'll be my treat!"

Zane's belly laughs, finding the Little Emo very cute.

"Excited, are we?" Zane almost sends it, then thinks otherwise. "Cancel the coffee. Wanna go to a party?"

"Who's having a party this weekend?"

"No one at this school, I know a few people who know a few party people. Let's go party this weekend."

It takes Shane a minute to respond.

"Did I go too strong?" Zane asks himself sitting up. He shuts off his phone and throws it to the end of his bed. "Fuck it."

Zane speeds to his door and opens it, he turns and opens his brother's door.

"Dude, can you knock?" Chance is shirtless, only in his usual slacked blue jeans. He's peaking in his closet.

"Do we have anything planned this weekend?"

"I don't think so, why?"

"I got a hot date," he smirks and shuts his brother's door, heading back into his room. He hears stomps then a door swinging open as he closes his own. "No details yet, I just need a free weekend!" He yells through the door to his brother.

"Dude," the door knob wiggles as Zane holds it closed. "This ain't funny, let me in so we can talk. Who is it?"

Zane grins, knowing his brother is now hooked and can be played like putty in his hands. He lets go of the door and takes jumps back as it swings open.

"Who?"

"Little Emo boy."

"Drum lesson boy?"

"Bingo," Zane says stepping towards his closet. "I asked him to get coffee with me this weekend, but I canceled that. Ima takes him to a party."