Mediocrity 50% [Brallon: Deja Vu, Book 1]

6

"Hey. Brendon." Spencer said, sidling up to his friend. They were in the new art gallery, built only two years ago, clean white walls floor to ceiling. The fluorescent lights installed way up in the rafters shone down, casting a bright ivory light over the entire building. It had taken Brendon's eyes a moment to adjust to the light upon walking in.

This was it. This was the art show that Taylor and Spencer had contributed towards. The art show where Spencer and Taylor's joint effort would be displayed. They had been painstakingly working on their creation for several weeks. Everyone, including Dallon, Ry, Pete, and the rest were there in honor of their two friends.

Titled 'Cause and Effect' it was a cool mish-mosh of 2D photographs and 3D sculptures and artwork. It was rather spectacular, with butterfly wings and domino motifs. Brendon, by no means, was no art aficionado, but seeing Taylor and Spencer looking so proud of themselves and their work made his heart happy.

All of their friends were wandering about elsewhere around the gallery. Geoff and Otto were pretending to have a conversation with a life size sculpture of a marionette hanging from the gallery's ceiling. 

Jon was sitting next to Taylor and Spencer's project, on his phone. He was probably scrolling through Twitter; or looking at the photos he'd taken of 'Cause and Effect' with his crappy phone camera. It was a toss up. 

Pete was standing with less bravado than normal. He looked awkward, conflicted. Nevertheless, he was still by Patrick's side, listening intently to whatever he had to say. Patrick had probably gone on another of his scholarly rants, like he sometimes did. He was very smart and well read. Ryan really liked Patrick. Pete too. Ryan, Patrick, Taylor, and sometimes Brendon as well, talked about books frequently and often gave each other recommendations. Patrick wanted his horizons to be widened, and Taylor, ever the adventurous one, supplied.

It was blatantly obvious that Pete was very much in love with Patrick. Brendon wondered of Patrick knew or had found out ever. Maybe that was why Pete looked like he didn't know what to do with his hands. Pete had begun to play with the hem of his sleeve, worrying it between his fingers. 

Ry and Taylor were talking to one another, Jon sitting maybe a foot away, if that, from them and 'Cause and Effect'. Ryan was sitting behind Jon, either making commentary on whatever Jon was looking at, or adding to Ry and Taylor's conversation. Taylor was gesticulating animatedly, in a fashion that was just so Taylor that it brought a smile to Brendon's lips. She paused to adjust the light blue polka dotted scarf around her neck. 

Dallon was listening wordlessly. He looked deep in thought, lost in the maze of wonderings. Tall, lithe, and lean. Tyler and Josh were nowhere that Brendon could immediately see. Most likely making out in a secluded corner, Brendon thought with a chuckle. That wasn't what they were really doing. They'd gone off to explore and found the staircase to the roof. They were having a conversation underneath the sunset.

"Hey." He replied to Spencer with a smile. "Your piece is absolutely amazing! All of that hard work really paid off. I can see why you and Taylor are so proud of it."

"Thank you, Bren."

"I only speak the truth."

"Okay, so hear me out." Spencer began. "It won't be bad, I promise!"

"I don't know if I really trust you with that, Spence..." Brendon said, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. Brendon wasn't exactly sure what his close friend was up to. Judging by the glint in his eyes, however, it was something devious. The man had a plan. "What are you up to?"

"Literally nothing! I promise. Hey, out of our friend group, well, except for Dallon and the others because they're actually responsible. For the most part." Spencer trailed off, thinking about the time that Pete had almost burned Patrick's house down messing around with the oven. "I am typically the most trustworthy."