Q oh Q where are you? tags Quenten

[Zach Doyle]

Zach gave up trying to talk himself out of going to look for Quenten.If anyone would be willing to end his miserable life it would be Q. Especially since he was the cause of his current punishment cleaning up after the game. He had fought Q to a stand still the day before as well, together those had to both be tearing at Q's phenomenal ego. It was either Q or to get passing out drunk and go for a swim at ebb tide and hope no on spotted him before he sank to the depths of the briny ocean. Zach felt he deserved more pain before he died so Q it was. He drove to the school and parked in the center of the parking lot, just watching as Q did a half-assed job of spearing trash. After a while he got out of the car and began to sun himself on the hood.

[Quenten Ferris]

Quenten was feeling (and smelling) like the trash he was gathering. He wasn't the only on involved with yesterday's skirmish. There was that giant Shrekish guy and that Ken Doll wanna be. They were just as guilty as him and should be there as well!

He threw the bag of stuff in the dumpster nearby and stopped and wiped the sweat from his brow. He pulled off his shirt, his white beater clung to his body like a wet towel. He acted like he was working while watching the car wondering who it was. He grinned when he saw.

It was Kenny boy! He went back to work, slowly sneaking up on the kid. He wasn't so tough, Quenten knew he could easily take the kid down. He stalked around a bit, stabbing at bits of trash scattered here and there. He made his way over to his car where he carelessly threw his shirt in the back seat.

He started to make his way over to the sunning beauty and tossed the trash bag aside. He smirked and let out a small laugh. "Couldn't get enough of my yesterday faggot?" He remembered how that set the kid off.

[Zach Doyle]

"Don't flatter yourself. Quenten, no one would seek you out unless they had a death wish. And I may be desperate, but its not for your dubious charms," Zach said in a bored voice. He just wanted to get as far as possible without embarrassing himself by crying. He had taken all of the pain relievers they had given him at the hospital the night before, but he knew that wouldn't be enough. "I wish that as my last act I could teach you what love is,But you're like a shark. There is nothing good in you Q. its all about feeding on other people's pain.

But whether you care or not, by finishing me off you'll be accomplishing two good acts. Putting me at peace and making it so someone who loathes me as much as people loathe you won't ever have to see me again. And no one gives a fuck so you won't hurt anyone in the process either.Pushing himself up off the car, Zach idly noted that there was one of those spectacular California sunsets happening as if to give him a proper send off. He gave a bitter laugh as he launched himself at Q.

[Quenten Ferris]

Quenten looked at Zach as if he were a few fries short of a happy meal. "What the hell are you getting at?" He crossed his arms over his chest, he was getting bored. Quenten being bored equaled trouble with a capital T!

"I feel love in my own way, and if your coming on to me, just back off now, I don't swing that way!" He dealt with that once, and wouldn't happen again. He didn't like the way this conversation was going. He was even more surprised with the kid launched at him.

"Sonofa..." He was cut off as he hit the ground with the blond on top of him. The two grappled on the ground. He wouldn't dare show his true feelings but this scared him, someone wanted him to kill them.

Quenten was fairly strong but for someone with a mission, the kid seemed stronger. There was not a shot in hell that he would give in to the kids' wishes.

He finally got some leverage and shoved the kid off of him. "What are you some kind of psycho? "im not going to kill you so just back off man!"