<strong>NAME:</strong>Damian Clarke<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Blue jeans with mustard fade, white soviet shoes and a red quicksilver t-shirt<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>After 10pm<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Caulton Residence<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Action and Fleeing<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>What ever is in the background<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Aaron, Marco, Tommy, Gwynn, Miriam, Megan, Oliver and Jeremiah<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/00/9c/99/009c992d3ac17eb1c99d141003d8fe3c.jpg)</div>It all happened so quickly. Damian had noticed Gwynn's hand holding Tommy, but he was not jealous, he was actually thankful. Tommy had his fair share of run-ins, his temper often got the better of him and got him into all sorts of danger. Damian knew Tommy was loyal and would be there in a second, the one only problem is Tommy would not have been so subtle, flying in with fists flying instead of just settling it under the radar. Damian let out a soft sigh of relief, he knew that Gwynn's hand on his would calm him down, stopping him flying in and making them all spend the night trying to get Tommy out of lock up.<br/><br/>Before Damian could even think too long on that however, Aaron and Marco just disappeared from in front of his very eyes. It seemed like a magic trick, one second they were there the next they were gone. Damian grinned at Scott, he would never make the first move but he wasn't a complete idiot, he readied himself for what was to come, taking a defensive stance and just waiting. Damian tried to subtly move across, standing between the one twin and Oliver. Damian deserved it and knew he could handle a fair beating but Oliver did nothing, he didn't deserve anything that came his way so he was just hoping that if anything happened, he would be able to stop the assault on Oliver so just long enough for him to get away.<br/><br/>It all changed shortly after that. Scott called Damian Aussie, a nickname he had gotten because of his English speaking South African accent. It was a nickname he actually enjoyed his friends calling him but saw red when others called him that to mock him. It had the effect that Scott wanted, Damian's fists clenched, his eyes narrowed as he face turned bright red, taking a step forward towards Scott. Just like the magic trick of making Marco disappear, he suddenly reappeared on the pool edge, a waterfall of water cascading off his body as he jumped out in one smooth motion followed by Aaron screaming from the other side of the pool. By this time everything was silent, Aaron's words were loud and clear and changed everything Damian was feeling.<br/><br/>His laughter matched that of Marco, tears streaming down his cheeks, ''That's a shitty story mate.'' Damian remarked, laughing as he watched Gretchen come screaming in. Damian gave Marco a slap on the back, this battle was clearly done, ''I'll see you at another party man.'' he said between breaths and laughter, then taking a deep breath to regain composure and making his way towards the group of friends gathered.<br/><br/>''Think we should head out guys, before mum over there get's us to clean up.'' he said to Tommy, Gwynn, Miriam and Jeremiah. Damian quickly did the greetings, giving Tommy a firm ''man hug''. Similar to the one he gave Tommy. It was really Damian's signature hello for men. He liked showing closeness for his guy friends however kept it to a manly way. He felt a fist pump just wouldn't cut it. He knew Tommy hated the bro hug, he loved the fist pump. ''Just so you know, I worked hard so I could sleep all day.'' he said with a laugh during the hug. He then gave Jeremiah a bro hug, ''I thought I would be the last person here, you make fashionably late look early.'' he said then moving to Miriam, giving her a quick hug followed by Megan, ''Nice to see you guys out and partying.'' he said, genuinely meaning those words, finally turning to Gwynn, giving her a smile as his eyes looked into hers. He gave her a hug, one that was different to Miriam, holding Gwynn a little tighter, a little more caring. His nose was filled with her sweet perfume, a scent that often made him melt. ''You look amazing as usual.'' he said softly with a smile, finally breaking the hug. ''So we going to get out of here?'' he asked, turning and moving with the group out towards the door. As he passed the doorway Mrs. Caulton was standing at, he flashed her one of his innocent smile, although he knew she was not stupid, that she knew he was involved. ''I am so sorry for any problems we caused.'' he said, his words were genuine as they left the house, Damian moving to his bike, grabbing the helmet. ''Where we off to then?'' he asked the group, wanting the party to go on.