DEVIN ARTHUR DAVISON

SO UNIMPRESSED BUT SO IN AWE.
SUCH A SAINT BUT SUCH A WHORE.
SO SELF AWARE SO FULL OF SHIT.
SO INDECISIVE SO ADAMANT.

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welcome to 'bloomfield falls', my young friend. i am evan armstrong, dean of this school and the one person who can either make or break you. i am kidding of course; i suppose my humor might have gone unnoticed. it's your age, i don't blame you. still so innocent, aren't you? of course you’re not, i know your kind.
in order for us to determine whether you will fit in here or not i am going to ask you a few simple question. if you could just answer them as honestly as possible, that'd be great. before we begin go ahead and make yourself comfortable.
what the hell? don't you dare put your feet on my desk again, kiddo.


I AM CONTEMPLATING THINKING ABOUT THINKING.

so, it's just you and i in my little office. do you like it? i picked the curtains out myself. anyway, i am me and you are but what exactly does that mean? why are you here?
"Oh, it's really nice, you have a very nice sense of colour *smiles shyly*. I uhm, I'm actually here because my dad's a phys. ed. teacher here, Mr. Davison, and he wanted to keep a better eye on me. Plus, it's a beautiful school and I'd really be honoured to uhm, to attend it."

nope, not impressed. not in the slightest. but the interview has only just started; don't worry.. there are only about 200 others wanting this spot as badly as you. if i called you by any other name, would that make you more comfortable?
"Oh.. *laughs a little nervously* Well my father calls me Dev, but Devin works to. Either or."

it has a ring to it, i give you that. now that we are practically acquainted, tell me a little bit more about yourself. personal things you hoped i wouldn't ask.
"Oh-okay. Uhm. *clears his throat and looks down at his hands before quickly looking up again* I'm sixteen, I was born on January 14th, 1993 and uhm, I would hope I'm still a guy. *laughs a little before covering it with a cough* Uhh, I uhh... well uhm.. I'm not really out about this but I'm bisexual, my last girlfriend broke up with me over but anyways yeah, I'm from England, London actually. I lived there for a while with a foster home until I was about seven and my dad found out about me. Ever since then we've been living here in Bloomfield."

wow i am still awake, i’m surprised, really. you talk a little bit like you've swallowed a stick or you've been screaming your lungs out at a concert, all night. speaking of that, what do you like to do when you don't study?
"Well my strengths are more so in the 'arts' fields so I tend to stray more towards things like playing instruments, singing and a little visual arts. I uhh, I read a lot and sometimes I'll try and do a bit of sports but I'm not really like my dad, he's the sports junky, I'm the more mellow one *laughs softly*. What else... I've always had this love for rollar coasters, so whenever we can, dad and I usually go to amusement parks just to ride the biggest ride. I do it a lot with friends too, especially my uhm, well my former lady friend. We're just friends now but I still like to spend a lot of time with her, she's really sweet and fun. Hmm... Other than music, I just tend to coast along, do all my work and what not. *nods* Yep..."

and you’re still alive? your parents must have some pretty good insurance or a nifty lawyer. now that you got my attention again, tell me about all the things you avoid in life.
"Oh, definitely snakes. I got bitten once by a poisonous one and spent the week in the hospital, not a pleasant experience *makes a face* Uhm, I'm not really into football or rugby, I don't enjoy them like I enjoy soccer. Bugs just .. aren't fun and poorly written novels tend to make me a little ticked. There isn't too much though that upsets me other than the usual stuff. Abuse, excessive drinking, bad language, judgment uhm, homophobia, racism. You know? *smiles and fidgets with his hands*"

now that i know a little bit more about your precious self, go on and humor me some more. what kind of person are you, really? you know.. like when no one is watching or in general; i am not picky.
"Me? Okay... Okay yeah uhm, well like I said earlier, I'm a pretty mellow person. I don't tend to fight get into big arguments with people if it's avoidable. It's not really worth it honestly. I'm kind of shy and quiet, but with friends I can open up a lot more. With romance as well in the beginning I can be a tad bit shy but so long as I fancy the individual enough then, well I really do open up. My friends tend to tell me that I'm quite loyal and I don't have much of a temper. I'm pretty passive and almost a push over. Yeah. *nods* If I get angry enough though I tend to have one of those thermometer type of tempers. Uhhm... like, it just all builds up and then finally explodes? My voice isn't that loud though unless I'm singing so people don't usually bother to listen when I'm angry anyways. It fades fast though, so it doesn't matter. Dad and me get along really well to, we're best friends. He saved me in his own way and I think I saved him as well. I'm the happiest person alive when I'm with him. Anyways, I'm kind of a boring person really and too quiet but yeah... Yeah.. *nods*"

hmm, you sure as hell are not afraid to point out your flaws, are you? that could either mean you are smart and know not to piss me off by not answering my questions or you’re just plain dumb and don't even know that i am watching your every move. kidding, again. did you catch it this time? was it funny?
"*laughs nervously* You almost had me."

that was good! that was really good. i am starting to like you. but let's say i had never seen you before and needed to pick you out of a class full of pupils; how would i recognize you?
"Look for the short kid with brown hair and his nose in a book? *laughs.* I'm about five foot seven, give or take a little bit, and I weigh in at around... *looks at his fingers and counts before smiling proudly* one hundred fifty pounds, sir. Uhm, I'm average looking really, nothing special. Dad says I have deep, soulful eyes but I think they're just normal brown, like my short hair basically. I wear average clothes as well, although they're always cleaned and pressed since you know, you can't be the son of a teacher and look bad, right? Dad tries to make me stay as healthy and appropriate looking as possible, so I'd say I'm pretty fit. But when I'm not wearing the school uniform I'm usually just in jeans and a shirt, sometimes flannel. I really like flannel. *blushes and looks down*"

well, i can tell looks are not your strong point. but what is?
"I-I uhm, I'm an easy going person and a good listener, mainly cause I don't tend to talk a lot. Well besides right now but I'm sort of rambling *bites his lip* Uhm *scratches the back of his head* I know Spanish fluently and my grades are pretty decent, an 87% average, but that's because dad makes me study. My friends say I'm sweet and kind, but I'll just go with thoughtful and maybe compassionate? Yes. *nods and smiles unsurely*"

blimey! you could have fooled me. let me make a note of that. hold on just one second, will you? okay, i am good. continue.
"Besides all of that, I'm not very good at socializing with people I don't know. Big crowds intimidate me and so I guess my quietness can be a bit of a downfall. My father is a weakness for sure, I'd do anything for him... Uhm, my mother... I don't see her really but any mentions of her.. it hurts. I really prefer not to have her mentioned.. Uhm, chocolate and comics are pretty big weakness' of mine *laughs, trying to lighten the mood*"

woah. interesting. does your family know about all that? you do have a family, don't you? or maybe a guardian or rich uncle who sent you here. siblings that you could do without?
"...Yes... My father.. Uhm, like I mentioned before, he's Mr. Davison the gym teacher and coach *beams a little* He's pretty awesome, we're best friends and it's really cool. He's a good guy and trust him more than anyone else. He was really young when he met my mother and they uhh *goes beat red* mademe *says it fast* Anyway, uhm, he's my hero. Really. My mother though... well I don't see her anymore. She's a little unstable and uhm, she used to hurt me, that's why I was put into foster care and how dad eventually found me. She's tried to visit me before but dad got really... he got really angry. He was livid. So we don't see each other."

oops. sorry about that, i must have dozed off. i am sure you were great in.. what were we talking about? oh what the heck.. tell me how you got here, and don't say by car. i mean, tell me about your life.
"Well like I've said, I was born in England, London to be precise. That's where my mother and father first met. They were just teenagers, my mom was a year older but dad was only seventeen and after they ... well had their time together, my mother got pregnant. She didn't tell my dad though since she'd already left him, it wasn't a relationship they'd shared or anything, just a fleeting moment. Anyways, uhm on January 14th, 1993 I was born, my mom's little half scot, half spanglish -hah, get it? Since my mom was a spanish englishwoman-- nevermind... Uhm, so yes, I was born and then well, well she kind of used to get angry with me over the simplest things and she'd become quite violent. Hit me with stuff and... stuff. But she was young so I can't hold it against her. By the time I was seven I was put into foster care and somehow dad was notified that he had a son, I think maybe from my birth certificate. Anyways, he came and took me out of child care and decided to raise me himself. By then he was twenty ...six I believe. So he was well off and I think he enjoyed raising me, I know I had the time of my life being with him. He catered to me and we became best friends. Mother, she tried to take me back and when I was ten she took me without father's permission. He got so angry.. he found us at my mother's apartment just outside of Bloomfield Falls, where father had taken me after finding me at seven, and he freaked out. He didn't yell at first but it was that quiet anger. Anyways, he took me back and I really don't know what he said but it was enough to keep my mother away. Still, I'm a little scared of her. I still have scars and -it doesn't matter. Life's good for me now. Very good. *smiles weakly*"

ever considered writing a book? i think it would sell. we should talk about it some time later. anyway, yep, i think you'd fit in just fine. but where exactly do you think you'd belong?
"I'm really creative, but anywhere is fine... I don't really mind being with people, I'm just shy at first."

once you tuition is paid and i set you free on campus what will you do? anything you are looking forward to?
"The cafeteria food is said to be really good."

okay.. uhm.. maybe i made a mistake by accepting you, after all?
"P-pardon? N-no! No uhm, I was joking and uhm, I really would love to be accepted her. A-a lot."

don't get so wound up, i was kidding. anyway, as fun as it was to talk to you and all that .. uhm.. i have places to go and people to see. we'll meet again, eh? i'll have my eyes on you.
"*sighs in relief and gives a smile* It was really nice to meet you too, Mr. Armstrong. Say hello to Mrs. Armstrong and Gavin for me please? I haven't seen them in ages. Bye."

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Meet
"kayla"
she's been plotting since "seventeen"
and gee doesn't devin look like "david archuleta"
she's also the puppet master of "Kayla Armstrong"
but you can all me
"whats your member title?"

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