"I could fall, or I could fly
Here in your aeroplane
I could live, or I could die,
Hanging on the words you said.
Oh, I've been known to give my all,
And jumping in harder than
Ten thousand rocks on a late."
N O A H â H E I Z E
Hex: #32127A
Location: Westview High Auditorium
Outfit: X
"Hi everyone! Welcome back to Westview High Class of 1997!" the familiar voice came through the microphone and booming sound system. Cheers and claps erupted around him, but Noah continued to walk towards his destination; the exit. It wasn't until he heard his name, coupled with Chantal's, that his feet came to a solid stop. Suddenly, every set of eyes were either on him or on Chantel, who looked just as uncomfortable as Noah felt. His heart began to pound heavily, barely sparing Chantal a glance as she walked past him. Was she actually going up there? He sure as hell wasn't. At least that's what he thought to himself in the first few seconds, but immediately found his feet moving in the direction of the stage as if they had a mind of their own. Noah let out a low grunt as the crowns and sashes were handed back to them, the ornaments now a solid reminder of what could have been but was completely obliterated by the girl standing just a few feet away from him.
Everyone could clearly tell there was something off about their school's so called "sweethearts". Everyone except good ol' Simone, that is. Or rather, she could tell just as easily as anyone else and chose to blatantly ignore it, because that sounded a lot more like her. "So, how about a dance just for old times sake? Like homecoming?" A toxic mixture of emotions stirred within Noah, making his head jerk in Simone's direction at the same time that Chantel walked off the stage. The crowd was hushed enough that those standing closest to the stage could clearly hear him. "How about not." Just as Chantal had done, Noah walked himself off the stage, leaving the sash and crown behind, before heading out the exit doors. He walked past Chantal, using every bit of strength he had to not even look her way, and headed straight to where Jaxon stood, seemingly having a conversation with Jayson.
"I don't give you my heart as easily as you'd like,
but still melt you with my lies
like a hot cocoa in the winter.
Had to tell you that I lied to you,
but you know I'm a pretender.
So let me tell you what's on my mind.
I'm sorry I can't be that guy
Don't expect too much from me."
J A X O N â A B N E R
Hex: #4C0000
Location: Westview High Auditorium
Outfit: X
There was the sound of metal doors opening shortly after. Jaxon's stance didn't falter an inch, but his eyes fell in the direction of the noise. Like the rotten cherry on top of the sour milk cake, Chantal came storming out, soon followed by Jayson. Try as he may, Jaxon couldn't contain the eye roll. His dark orbs moved away from the duo and onto the exit doors, planning his leave if either of the two decided to walk in his direction. One more insult; that's all the blonde needed to hear for the wine cork to pop off. "Look, Jaxon, I'm sorry okay?" the words came unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. As Jayson draws closer, Jaxon's leaning stance finally shifts to a standing one, his eyes not losing their characteristic glare for an instant. "You were right as it was petty of me to punch after something that happened ten years ago. But those memories, since Madison did break up with me shortly after you slept with her. You ruined my relationship, dude and my future with her. She was going to be my wife." the last half of the phrase made Jaxon huff in amusement. Ten years later and Westview's golden boy was still in the dark.
Before Jax could respond, one of his hands was taken. Jayson seemed to be jotting something down, which Jax eventually noted was a phone number. The thought of him texting the man that had ruined his face, and quite possible his presentation the next day because he sure as hell wasn't going to show up to the meeting with a bruised jaw, was just comical."Sure...whatever you say." His words didn't come as sarcastically as he'd wanted them to, but at this point he was too tired and annoyed to fix them. He glanced at the number one his hand once again before lifting his gaze up to Jayson's. "Just so we're clear, I wasn't the one that ruined your relationship. It was already ruined long before that." his arms folded defensively across his chest, his eyes not leaving Jayson's face. "I wasn't the first guy Madison had cheated on you with, and if I hadn't had the balls to say something about it, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been the last. If you don't believe me, ask half of your old teammates. Or better yet, just ask miss queen bee over there." as his sentence came to an end, his gaze switched to Chantal, daring her to lie about what he'd just said. And right on cue, Noah came though the large doors, signaling him that it was time to leave the ancient building behind once and for all.