(What the heck is a rave XD)

He called back,"Yea!"

A rave is where a bunch of people get together in a dark building and dance in strobe lights to techno music. Oh, and they wear lots and lots of glow sticks. It's crazy. xD

Traycee walked back into the living room, holding a huge stack of glow sticks and two Cokes. He dropped the glow sticks onto the couch and held a Coke out to Erin. "Coke?"

"Sure,thanks." He took the coke from Traycee and an popped it open,chugged already half of it down.

Tray chuckled lightly. "Thirsty much?" He popped his coke open and took a sip. "You wanna eat while we're here, or pick something up after the rave?"

"Let's go get something after." He smiled and flipped his hair.

Tray wandered into his room for a moment, and a loud bang was heard along with Tray screaming "DAMN IT PETE, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU." He stormed back across the hall and into the room Pete and Patrick had dissapeared into. After loud screams from all three boys, Traycee emerger from the room with a tie tied around his nec, dragging a nude Pete after him. Patrick ran after him with a major boner, screaming. Traycee threw Pete outside, Pat darting out after him. Traycee locked the door and looked back at Erin. "Pete broke my xBox. Sorry you had to see that."

"It's fine. You can always come over and play mine. I have some pretty awesome games." He whent over to the door and opened it,he didn't care. He grabbed Pete and flicked him in the forehead and then kicked him into the air... He whent back in and shut the door,locking it. "Sorry. What you did didn't seem enough." He laughed.

Pete twitched and fell onto the ground in pain. Traycee laughed. "Much better!" He checked his watch and smirked. "Better get dressed and ready, fifteen minutes til showtime." He looked up and down at Erin. "Do you need something black to change into for the rave?"

Traycee nodded and beckoned to Erin. "Come on into my room and see if I have anything to fit you." He walked down the hall into his room and shuffled through his closet.

He picked out some black jeans and a black shirt. "These?"

"Yeah sure," he said, grabbing another black tee and black skinnies for himself and tossing them onto his bed. He bent and pulled a pair of pink plaid boxers out of a drawer. He walked back to his bed and started stripping down, removing his shirt without even thinking about Erin being there.

He walked over beside him and did the same but he had blue and black zebra striped boxers on.

Traycee glanced over at Erin and laughed. He pulled his boxers off and grabbed a clean pair.

He smiled,he laughed too. "Pink? I thought yours were suppose to be green!" He folded his hands and gave a puppy face.

Traycee laughed and pulled off his boxers, walking to his closet in the nude to find a pair of green boxers. He picked up a green pair and slipped them onto his head. "Better?" He called, his voice muffled by the fabric.

He flipped his black,long hair that almost covered his eyes,the green tips were dull in the darkness. "Better." He laughed a funny tone,he walked over his light bale body darkening into a tan. He came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Traycee blushed lightly and pulled he boxers off his head, tossing them to the ground. He leaned his head back onto Erin's shoulder, green eyes questioningly staring up at the other boy. "Ohai, I didn't see you there," Tray joked, laughing quietly.

He grinned,"Rrriiiggghhht.Okay.Want to go out sometime?"

Traycee glanced at his watch. "Well of you'd let me put my pants on, we'll go to the rave." He blinked expectantly at Erin and laughed quietly. "If that's out enough for ya."

He laughed and put on his shirt and pants, he smoothed down his hair and looked axpectantly at Traycee.

Traycee got dressed and walked back into the living room, grabbing the glowsticks and opening the door. Patrick and Pete fell inside. Traycee cursed. The couple ran down the hall and back into their room, still nude. Traycee muttered under his breath and walked outside, dropping the glowsticks into a grey Camero.

He walked over and got into the passenger's seat and waited to go.

Traycee threw the glowsticks at Erin with a chuckle and sat down, turning the key that was already in the ignition. He drove down the road and got onto the highway. he reached over, popping a CD in the radio. I'm Not Okay (I Promise) by My Chemical Romance blared from the speakeds. Tray smiled and sang along loudly.

"Nice song huh?" He laughed and broke one in half,he grabbed some string he had brought and looped it through the hole at the top of the glowstick,he tied it around his neck,making his neck turn neon green.