"I JUST said it.. I care. So you wanna answer my questions or no?"

"Not really." *sighs*

"Really what's wrong?"

*Mumbles to self* "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the planet..." *Walks off to room*

"Jeez. Who peed in your Corn Flakes?" *sighs*

"Okay?" *has awkward look on face*

*Shuts door and locks it*

"He must have woke up wrong." *sighs*

*Goes into cabinets to try to find things.*

"I'm just gonna go."

"Why?" *turned around to look at her*

*Finds marijuana, but shoves it back in there.* "Never again." *Finds TV remote.*

"Cause I want to."

*Tries to change channel* "Damn batteries.."

*leaves*

*Sighs*

"Wow. Everyone's in a bad mood today." *sighs*

*yawns and stretches*

**

*walks into room* "Well, I heard all of that commotion earlier. And Brandon, thanks for saying who cares and being a total dick. Mhmm. I said it." *grabs knife from my back pocket without showing it*

*Checks to see if tristan is in his room* "Oh hey!"

*heads to room to sleep*

"What was that?" *pulls out lightsabre*

"Hi, Jason! How has your day been?" *is curious* "And, Brandon, lightsabers don't help you in this situation." *shows knife*

"Good, you?"

"Ah, just bad now. Since Brandon made me mad..." *pouts like a little kid*

"Yes it does." *cuts his knife in half* "Now leave!"

EDIT: Late.

"Brandon?! Wtf?!"

"How is this my fault. He tried killing me!"

*hears commotion* "What are they doing

"He did?" *Sees knife* "TRISTAN! Why'd you... Don't be like me..."

"Wait you tried killing me too?" *looks at Jason with anger*

*walks in* "What's going on?"

"Tristan tried killing me." *points at his knife*

"Tristan! Why?"

"I knew it. The kid hates me." *sighs*

"Hates a strong word."

"He does! He almost killed me just because I said I didn't care where he was."

"True.. Tristan. Apologize."

"Hmmm..." *looks out window*

*scratches head*

"Well then." *stares at the stars* "I hear them..."

"This... is awkward?..." *Looks at sydney, then laughs.*

"The masters. The stars. I hear them. I can communicate with them. I'm an official jedi master."

"Sweet."

"You get it right?"

"Of course."

"No I don't."

(DAMMIT I AM SO OCCUPIED WITH MINECRAFT) "I'm sorry, Brandon. Just don't make me mad." *puts half knife back in my drawer of weapons of emergency* "You don't want me mad. I'm a murderous little kid. Okay? If you promise not to make me mad again, then I won't get any more weapons out again."

"Nothing, just an inside joke"

"I can't promise you that if you start it."

"Now that the air's cleared up.."

"How did I start it, Brandon? You were the one to say you didn't care."

*Thinks: Seductive Awkward moments.. ffff[/s]

"I said something. You tried to kill me. You better stay away. I have knowledge of the force."

"Well, I have the knowledge of murder. The force is no match for blood-craze."

"Nevermind."

"oh god..."

"Really it isn't?" *lifts up Tristan with the force* "Think twice boy."

"...Sorry I ruined the mood, guys. I'm just going to my room to play some video games. Does anyone want to come with me?" *coughJasoncough*

*looks around awkwardly*

"Feel the force." *sets him down* "Just think twice and you'll learn your lesson."

"Uhhh.. sure?"

"I'll go."

"The force can pick me up, but that's cheating gravity. So you're breaking the laws of physics." *lures Jason to follow me* "FOLLOW ME BETCH. Just kidding about the betch part."

"Well physics doesn't apply with the force. Be gone!" *sits down*

*thinks aloud* "I wish gravity did apply in science."

"Aha. Then the force doesn't exist. Lies don't hurt me." *starts singing the chorus of "What is Love"*

"Force and science are two different things. The force lives and breathes. Science is just results."

"Kk, fine."

"Gravity is science. Therefore it is living. The force doesn't hurt me. And I'm not singing again, just to spare your ears."
*walks to my room with Jason*

"Who said something about science?"

"You did." *spins around in chair*

"Confused."

"Was I thinking out loud?"

"Yeah."

"JASON. TOO MY ROOM." *takes Jason in my room and closes door* (no one knock on it. we won't answer. :3)

"Oh. I do that."

"So.."

"Hi, Jason. I want to talk to you about something. About Brandon."

*sighs* "I don't like that kid Sydney. What should we do with him?"

"And?..." *Concerned*

"You, don't worry." *gives him look*

"Do you like him? I think he's a bit of a jerk to me, but he is probably a bigger jerk to you, somewhat."

"Alright." *turns around* "The masters told me he will be just trouble."

"Hes fine, but idc if he jerks on me." (Twss)

"Like I said, don't worry."

"Oh. I just figured he was a bigger jerk to you. Let's say we double team him? Or are you not a man of violence?"

"The masters are always right though. I have to take their word on this one."

"I won't backstab my friends. Im sorry..."

"Fine. You do what feels right."

"I know it's right." *pulls out lightsabre*

"I'm not an accessory." *walks away*

*Hears saber* "Run."

"Okay..." *pulls out pistol from drawer* "Just in case I need it."

"What?" *looks confused*

(You confused at me)

(Yeah) "What do mean by acsessory?"

(ULTIMATE CONFUSION: ) "NO! DONT KILL EACH OTHER!"