Camera Doesn't Lie. (boyxboy)

Chapter III.

"And here are your rooms!" Zane announced, throwing the doors open with a flourish. In front of him was a long hallway with colorful, distinct doors. If you start from the door on the left, head down the hall and then climb back to the right of the hallway, the door order went like this: There was a sliding door, a regular white door, a red door, a black door with cobwebs, witchcraft circles and skulls, a thick, metal door with a single, rectangular window and a door that was plastered with pictures of comics.

"Nick and Nathan, you two can have the White Room," Nick turned to them. Turning to Ryan he said, "Ryan, you can have the Japanese Room."

"And Mr. Crescent and Mr. Rage," he motioned to Trent and Boomer. "You both can stay in Halloween Room since you're both dark and gloomy."

Nick, Nathan and Ryan stifled some laughter.

"I don't want to stay in the same room as him," Trent said.

Zane frowned and crossed his arms. "Why not?"

"I don't want to stay in the same room as him," He repeated.

"Hmmmm…." Zane thought for a while. "Well, I guess you can go in the Air Room. It doesn't have a bed, but if you don't mind sleeping on the couch—"

"No, I want him to stay with me," Boomer said.

"'I want to cuddle with my Trenty—'” Ryan began to imitate Boomer but was viciously cut off when his manager thwacked his head with his sheathed sword. "OW! Dammit, Boom, you're gonna give me a concussion!"

"Then I suggest you keep your mouth shut, Ryan," Boomer said.

Ryan glared at him. "Well at least I don't have to carry a nine-foot phallic symbol around just to prove I'm a man!" he countered.

"At least I know I have an STD."

"At least I didn't get groped five seconds into a bar 'cause I had curly, long, girly, black hair!"

"That was only because the man was heavily intoxicated and saw me from behind."

They spent several moments scowling at each other.

Zane let out a little laugh. "Well, Mr. Rage, if Mr. Crescent doesn't wish to share a room with you, I don't see why—"

Boomer gave the redhead the more terrifying death-glare he could make, stopping the photographer midsentence.

"Sorry Mr. Crescent, but I have a wonderful sense of self-preservation and Mr. Rage scares the absolute shit out of me, so I hope you enjoy your stay in the Halloween Room!" Zane said quickly.

Trent scowled. Boomer looked quite pleased.

"Um!" Nick raised his hand. "What are the other rooms, Mr. Onyx?"

"Just Zane, please," He responded. He turned to the rooms. "The red door is the Fire Room (which is my room), the metal door over there is the Scream Room (I like to use it when I'm stressed out) and the door with the comics is, of course, the Comic Room, where I keep my comic books. Each room has its own bathroom, by the way. Oh! I've already had your things brought up," the redhead added.

Ryan gripped Nick's hand. "Come on Nick, let's head to the pool!" he said. "Grab your swimsuit!"

Nathan took Nick's wrist. "Help me get my swimsuit, Nick!" the blonde said, tugging him out of the dark-haired teenager's grasp and pulling him into the White Room. Ryan watched them leave with slight aggravation.

Zane snickered.

"Shut up, Ze," Ryan snapped as he opened the door of the Japanese room. "Or I'll sic Boom on you."