Who Knows? [Band/Romance RP]*Open*

[gam]

OOC: Thanks. ^-^

N had tagged along, but of course, he was unnoticed, as usual. He had a seat to himself, his back against the window-sided wall, his feet stretched out in front of him, on the seat. He had on black and white Converse shoes, blue skinny jeans, a black and white checkered shirt, and a neon green belt and sunglasses. He always had sunglasses on. No one really knew what his eyes looked like. Or his real name. To the world, he was N. He dreaded the moment he had to introduce himself. They'd probably all say, "What a weird name." or "Why just 'N'?" N sighed, blocking out the noises, trying to keep to himself, unnoticed.

[Frogger]

Amanda smiled, getting closer to Jake when he put his arm around her. Alex glared, standing up. "Im Alex. I'm _____ in the band __________. so yeah." He ended, sitting back down.

Jason clapped from the back of the bus, "Bravo. Bravo." He said sarcastically, giving Alex a look.

[antler apathy]

Jake looked towards Alex amused, and smiled as Amanda inched closer to him. He watched for a moment and looked at the guy sitting in the very back of the bus. He hadn't announced himself yet. Jake shrugged and looked around the bus.

[Frogger]

(Jason already announced himself. Haha)

Amanda sighed, her arms around Jake's chest as they watched thr others announce themselves.

[gam]

N sighed. The others were obviously waiting for someone else to introduce themselves. He got up, with another irritated sigh. "I'm N, one of the guitarists for Dangerous Pressure." He sat back down, looking out the window.

[Frogger]

Amanda looked over at N, studying him for a minute, interested in him already. She pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes, looking at N.

[grim.]

(Thanks for accepting me. BTW. I RP in 1st person if that's alright with you.)

I rolled my eyes a Jason. I didn't bother introducing myself. I wasn't a people person. Either I was in your face picking a fight, or ignoring you. Either works for me. Ugh, I could be skateboarding right now, or chillin' with Nathan. I thought, glaring out the window. But nooo, I have to be stuck on a bus with a bunch of a random people who I don't know or like. My eyes flashed angrily from person to person. Daring them to talk to me, not that I wanted them too. They might know my first name, but no one knew my middle name. Not even the people in my band knew it. Sometimes they reffered to me as 'C' or 'Blade.' I didn't mind it, but I was exacty thrilled either.

I sat across from N, sitting pretty much the same way as he was, slouched against the window, feet kicked out in front of me. I was wearing ripped up jeans, some DC board shoes, and a plain black t-shirt. No accesories(sp). My guitar was leaning against the seat in front of me, with my skateboard. My guitar was a classic, a 1962 fender jaguar in pristine condition. It had taken a few bangs, but I always fixed it up, it more or less my pride. My most prized possesion. The skateboard, it was pretty beat up, rather plain. I'd had it for a couple years and never had to change or fix anything on it. I sighed and leaned my head against the window. "Stupid bus," I hissed under my breath.

[gam]

N closed his eyes trying to get some sleep or something impossible like that. The noise annoyed him, so his eyes flicked open. He looked at the guy across from him. He doesn't look pleasant He thought to himself, as he looked at the glare he gave everyone. He blinked slowly with a yawn. He was tired, but how could he fall asleep on here? He sighed, listening to the guy across from him. He heard him, and replied nonchalantly in a listless tone, "Tell me about it." He didn't even look at the guy. He looked blankly at his shoes, not intimidated or anything of the like.

[grim.]

I rolled my eyes. And your talking to me why? I thought, narrowing my eyes. I cast another dark look at Jason, flipping him off when no one was looking. So what if N saw me, I doubted he would care. I leaned back again and closed my eyes. God where is Nathan?

(I made another character, his form is with Colin's.)

[gam]

N smirked. What an irritable guy. He wasn't phased, so he continued to watch him. Hm. It appeared he didn't like Jason. He turned his head, his covered blue eyes watching Jason through the neon green sunglasses, wondering how he would react. The smirk faded to an emotionless face.