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((>.< It's okay))

Knightmare nodded and got up. He sat with Sunshine and took the apple juice glass back and quickly swallowed a gulp.

Knightmare nodded. "That sounds nice," he said with a smile.

((KITTY!! Where've you been?))

Knightmare shook his head. "I try not to drink," he said. "I've had my fair share of boyfriends bold enough to try to get me drunk in order to have sex with me. . . " He took a sip. "You can get me more apple juice though," he said in a sweet, flirty voice.

((Night!))

Knightmare studied Sunshine a bit more with this new knowledge. He felt like he was beginning to recall seeing his face around. Perhaps? Then, it came flooding back to him, one day in the hall just before the beginning of sixth period.

He had been walking down the hall, his head hung after his most recent break-up (with the chemistry teacher). He hadn't really been paying attention to where he was going when he ran into the girl, that red-headed cheerleader. She was wearing her uniform, short skirt and all. There must've been a football game that night, he had decided. The girl, who he had known from one term of world history together, was Jessa Jackson. She had smiled hugely at him and apologized for running into him. He had barely replied two words. The boy that was with her had scowled and pulled her on down the hall. He didn't have a clear picture in his head of the boy but he knew that it must've been Sunshine.

"Yeah, I've seen Jessa once or twice," he said then.

Knightmare tried to recall anything about the cheerleader but he didn't seem to remember. They all looked the same to him honestly. Now those football players. . . . "Can't say I do, can't say I don't," he replied. "Hey, what group do you usually hang out with? Nerds, athletes. . .?" he asked, hoping that perhaps the answer would spark some form of recognition in his mind.

Knightmare roughly shook his head. "I don't wish to do that," he said. "I don't want people to recognize me." He paused, then, "If you go to school in Locksley what are you doing racing in Strike?"

Knightmare concealed his gasp. He had traded places with his twin a few times last year in his biology class. But Stacy and he were not generally linked to each other. People often exclaimed when they found out they were twins. "Really now?" he asked. "He's been in my classes since elementary school." He wondered if he had actually met Sunshine before. He tried to wrack his brain for any memories of Sunshine. Maybe his real name would help. . .

((^^))

Knightmare's jaw went slack again. He gulped. "Drama club, huh?" he asked, breathing a small sigh of relief that Sunshine hadn't said uncle seeing as how he had dated every single male teacher at HSH. "I don't do activities." He began to wonder if he had perhaps seen Sunshine while at school. He thought about it for a few moments and decided he would find out, at least, if Sunshine had any connection to him. "So, Sunshine, do you know of an albino boy named Stacy? He's a real angel."

((Remember the Titans is a football movie about racism that's based on a true story. Sunshine is one of the characters (and also happens to be gay). Sure!))

Knightmare began to panic. Were street racers supposed to reveal information like that? What harm can it do? I live in Locksley and this is clearly Strike. He's probably never even heard of my high school, he thought. "I go to Hidden Springs High, it's a private school. . ."

((I got to go. School tomorrow!))

"I'm 18, senior in high school. . ." he replied, smiling cheerfully at the sound of Sunshine's laughter.

((Every time I type "Sunshine" I think of the boy from the movie Remember the Titans))

Knightmare's face darkened even more. "Y-You're not bad yourself," he said, trying to be nonchalant. "I mean. . . I-I. . " he stuttered.

Knightmare slowly shook his head. "Er, Sunshine, I'm strictly . . . well, gay. . ." and I think I'm falling for you. . . His heart was beating rapidly in his chest and he blushed, having recognized his feelings as the early symptoms of love.

Knightmare nodded. "I don't blame you," he said. "All of the relationships I've ever been in have only been about. . . that. . . It doesn't matter how much I love someone, they don't love me back. They just want to get in bed with me." He was unsure why he had just said all of that and blushed in embarrassment, taking a sip of his juice.

Knightmare's face flushed at Sunshine's words. "I didn't intend on letting him . . ." his voice trailed off. He looked down at his glass then back up at Sunshine. "Just curious. . . have you ever let him . . .?"

Knightmare's jaw went slack and he roughly shook himself. He didn't understand how people could just go off and sleep with random people with no feelings behind it whatsoever. "I-I see."

((I'm sure >.<))

Knightmare couldn't help but blush as he took Sunshine's hand. "So. . ." he said, not quite sure what he should talk about. It had been easy to have a conversation with Twister due to Eternal but here. . . "So what was that about?" he decided to ask, tossing his head in the direction Spin had gone.

((We're just doing functions right now so it's not so bad))

Knightmare flinched, his hand jerking and spilling some of the juice onto the table. "It's Knightmare," he said. "I'm from Locksley. . . Ranger brought me here."

((I actually like math for whatever reason >.<))

Spin frowned and looked at his watch. "It's about time that I have to be going," he said and promptly left, obviously put off by the rejection.

Knightmare took a sip of the juice he had ordered.

((O.o Nope! I know Calculus. . . (well, that's part of my homework anyway. . .)))

Spin leaned closer, his lips brushing Sunshine's ear. "I don't want to give too much of the surprise ending away," he whispered, his breath caressing Sunshine's ear.

Knightmare almost gagged. The older racer reminded him of so many of his exes.

((^^ Also doing homework so. . . ^^;))

Knightmare looked around, wondering at the decor. One would think street racers would have a nicer hang. He turned at the sound of Sunshine's voice, instantly enthralled. He walked over nonchalantly and dropped into the chair next to him. He studied the table as he listened.

The old racer grunted at first then turned to see Sunshine. "Oh, just about everything this world has to offer," he replied with a grin. "If you come back to my place I can give you an encore."