Stellardivine

It was the color of his lips. Their pale pink color that stood out so beautifully against his pale skin. His dark hair that fell across his face when it got too long. It was the laugh that drove everyone to the brink of dying as air left their lungs in raspy crooked laughs. It was his eyes that were bluer than blue and reflected each and every emotion he was feeling inside. It was his strong stance that gave people the impression of how confident he was. It was his broad shoulders that sat relaxed in his seat. It was the soft, pale hands that folded on the table and looked white against the black top. It was the way he breathed, so gentle yet

Everyone sat down in the living area. "So what are we doing here?" Brian asked sitting beside Brock and resting his arms behind his head. His bullet wound was healing surprisingly well and he looked like he was feeling as cocky as ever. "Well, we're no longer enemies..." Evan said with a smile, crossing his arms over his chest. "Jonathan and I both decided that we would work together and our gang would become combined." "About fucking time." Craig suddenly shouted, others following with laughs and smiles. "We've been waiting for this since forever." "Oh yeah, I'll take that forty bucks now." David grinned, holding out his hand to Lui. "Yo

Evan parked his car and ducked into the storage container. Half of the crew members were barley awake, looking more like zombies as they sat around the living room wishing they weren't awake. "I have coffee!" Evan shouted down the steps, seeming to get everyone's attention as they all got up and marched to meet him at the landing. "What's in the other bag?" Tyler asked, nodding his head to the brown bag under Evan's arm. "Doughnuts," Evan grinned, ignoring the desperate pleas from the people following him as he set the coffee down. In an instant three cups were gone and the doughnut bag had been ripped open, hands reaching for something su