The boys walked on behind the storm Julien and Case rolled his eyes as the boy shouted back at him. "Take your ti~me!" He called after him in a sweet tone. How in the hell did he fall for such a diva? His eyes glanced over at Eve as he dragged his feet along. How did he?<br/><br/>There was a second and suddenly Eve had stopped. Case stopped too, turning to look at his friend with a brow quirked.<br/>"What's up?" He asked as he was asked to listen, taking the couple of steps back so it was just him and Everett.<br/>The jock seemed to stumble over his words but eventually got out what he wanted to say. Case simply stood and listened, his hands  slipping into his pockets as he looked over Everett and then dropping his gaze to the spot on the floor Eve had been so focused on.<br/><br/>They both looked up and linked their eyes as Eve said sorry. Case shrugged his shoulders a little, his expression not shifting from the blank stare that was usually there. Eve went on and the blonde bobbed his head. He was wrong to be apologising, he was right to have doubted him. After all it wasn't like Case hadn't been two second away from hurting Madison when he'd had him slammed up against the lockers, his feet off the floor. Had his own mind not slipped back to Julien things would have gone quite differently.<br/><br/>"I don't blame you Eve." He sighed after a moment. "Everyone knows I'm bat-shit crazy, right?" He leaned in a little, one hand shifting from his pocket and slapping onto Everett's shoulder, giving him a little shake. "I shouldn't be trusted." His voice was a low whisper before he chuckled, grinning to Eve. His hand dropped away and he pushed on to walk. It had sounded like a joke, a dry joke from Case, not unusual but as he turned and pushed on to walk, his smile vanished and a weight settled in his chest.<br/><i>'You shouldn't trust me Eve...</i>