Prison: H2O Vanoss *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 4: Lunchtime

I, once again, made a grand appearance, only this time, in the cafeteria. It was lunch time so all the early birds were sitting at their tables eating today's delicious dish, spaghetti and meatballs.

There was an empty spot over at Lui's table, so with a trey full of artificial food, I made my way over to them. I was greeted with a tense atmosphere, but I couldn't blame them. Not even two hours ago did I confidently tell them that I murdered countless innocent women. Even I wouldn't be that comfortable talking to myself, and I'm the insane one.

While quietly eating my noodles, I examined the table before me. Evan, Craig and Tyler had immersed themselves in some weird conversation about Tyler's past experiences while David and Lui were quietly whispering in each other's ears, glancing at the three stooges every so often. Marcel was in deep thought and Brock was silently giggling to himself as he slurped up his noodles. Every once and a while, a noodle would hit him right in his face which caused a short but loud laugh from him.

A beautiful, no gorgeous, sound pulled me away from Brock's stupidity. The source of the sound was Evan; he was laughing, an unnaturally beautiful laugh, insanely loud. With his head carelessly thrown backwards and a smile so wide that it made little crinkles around his eyes, I realized who beautiful he really was. It was a horrible thought to think about another male but I couldn't help it. His laugh was gorgeous. His face was gorgeous. Hell, everything about him was gorgeous. Even though I knew little about his personality, I was 100% sure that it was gorgeous as well.

I was too captivated by his face that I didn't even realize that I was staring at him. "Dude, are you staring at me?" A question pulled me out of my absurd thoughts. It was Evan and all eyes were now on me.

"Huh, what?" I mumbled, my cheeked were flushed with embarrassment. Good thing for this mask. "Sorry dude, I zoned out." My lie was shitty but it seemed to do the trick. Everyone went back to what they were doing except Marcel, who jumped into Lui and David's unknown conversation.

I quickly finished my food and quietly slipped away from the occupied prisoners.

Evan's POV
"And I was like, come on in!" Tyler wheezed out the last part of his stupid story. While Craig and Tyler were silently 'dying', I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard that my sides were starting to hurt. After I finally calmed myself, I checked to see if I had caused any commotion. Luckily, everyone was ignoring my outburst except for the newbie, Jonathan.

I was slightly curious as to why he was staring at me. He seemed to be daydreaming but I couldn't shake off the thought of him daydreaming about me.

"Dude, are you staring at me?" I curiously questioned.

"Huh, what?" He mumbled breaking out of whatever trance he was in. "Sorry dude, I zoned out." Although I felt like he was too flustered to be telling the truth, I accepted his answer. Everyone else seemed to believe it, so I didn't want to cause any access drama by confronting. He probably isn't even gay, just caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Craig, Tyler and I began a new conversation. Even though I knew what they were talking about, I couldn't help but be a little distracted. I watched Jonathan quickly devour the rest of his food from my peripheral vision. Unlike everyone else, I noticed him silently slip away from the table.

"Huh, that's weird," I whispered to myself.

"Evan?" Craig called out. "Did you say something?"

"Huh, what? Oh, no," I stuttered. "No I didn't, why?"

"No reason..." Craig answered studying me throughly. "Just thought you said something." I felt as if he knew I was lying but didn't say anything. He just turned his attention back to Tyler and started another conversation that I frankly didn't give two shits about, so I didn't pay attention.

I just quietly watched my friends be idiots. Brock captivated me as he childishly played with his noodles. Soon enough, everyone was captivated by the young man's antics. Of course, like the five year olds we are, we followed in Brock's footsteps. We had an all out mini food fight, noodles were flung right into each other's faces, and for a second, I forgot about Jonathan and his beautiful shy blue eyes.
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A.N~ Here's chapter 4! Sorry if it's a bit weird, I wrote it in a two day time period so I kinda forgot what I wrote. Also sorry if it's short, it's really hard making long chapters and to those who do, I applaud you!