{Tiime skiip b/c Dave was beiing a diick}
>Dirk's POV<
I was sitting back on my coach when I heard someone knocking on the door. I get up and walk over to the door and check out through the peep hole. 'Oh it's just John.' I thought, I opened the door and leaned against the door frame. I looked at him up and down admiring his attire, he was wearing a plain black shirt and a dark green jacket along with a pair of ripped jeans and red converses, he had a dark blue bag slung over his shoulder. "Hello Mr.Strider, is Dave here we were supposed to have a movie night. I brought all of my best ones." He smiled at me with his dorky buck - teeth, "Actually he had to leave." I said, I saw him frown but smiled after a little while.
>John's POV<
I frown when I heard that Dave left so early, but at least his bro is here, 'Maybe he wouldn't mind watching the movies with me in Dave's place, I mean hell I drove all the way here and I'm not leaving without a movie night. ' I thought. "Hey Mr.Strider would you-" he cut me off and said, "Please just call me Bro, everyone calls me that Mr. Strider makes me sound old." I nodded and said ok, I picked up my blue duffle bag and looked at him. He moved over to let me in, I said thank you and walked over to the couch and set my bad beside the arm rest.
{To be continued... :3}
