September 2nd, 4.00 P.M.

Ethan looked through the shelves to the boy sitting by a table. He was sucked into his laptop, doing something, Ethan had no idea what. Danny, that was the boy's name. And Ethan was supposed to 'get close' to him. Sighing, he took a deep breath. He needed to go over there and introduce himself. Deaucalion had made it clear that if Aiden or he failed their tasks, they didn't have to come back to the mansion. 

To be honest, Ethan wasn't the best with flirting. Aiden was good, had always been, and it wasn't like Ethan was bad or anything, but he wasn't good when he was forcing it. Danny was in no way ugly looking, or unattractive, but he wasn't the kind of guy Ethan would usually go for. He had seen him through the day, and he seemed to be in the 'in' crowd. In Ethan's experience, those boys were stuck up and shallow. He still needed to do this though, even if he wasn't looking forwards to it. At least the guy was hot. 

In the end, he stepped out from in between the bookshelves and walked up to the other boy's table. "Hey," he greeted Danny, sitting down opposite him. 

Danny had finally some time to himself, his fingers slides over the keyboard fast as he is writing an assignment for English, nothing big really but he wanted to get an head starts so he could proof read it later. He had been sitting there for a few minutes only getting out like three lines when the new boy took a seat next to him, he lifted his dark brown eyes of the laptop slowly and looks into a pair of pretty brown eyes.

“Uhu...hey” he then said back, he couldn't help but look the boy up and down though, he was an pretty fine example of an boy indeed, and just as handsome. “So? What brings the new guy to my table?” he gives him an smile and waits for the boy to say something, he couldn't help but try to turn on his usual charm, though he had no idea if this guy was gay, maybe he should put a little test on him later just to try and find out.

Why not do that now instead? Danny stood up slowly form the seat, “Just gone get one of the books” he then said and walked over to the shelves and stretched, just enough so you could see his shirt riding up a little.