"What in god's name gave you the damned idea to start a food fight!" I hear Xander yell from the bathroom, his tone exasperated as he speaks.

"I see them on tv all the time, they look so fun!" Jax whines out as the two of them exit the bathroom, no longer drenched in what I ultimately deemed to be multiple different pasta sauces, and noodles, of course. "And it's not my fault that Zanthus punched you in the face! I mean it's not like I knew he was going to react that way!" He adds on, but Xander just glares at him and continues to walk down the hall towards where I and the rest of the boys are waiting.

"You threw an entire dish of pasta on his head for fuck's sake!" Xander argues back, and then stops to turn and look at him for a second, Jax mirroring his actions, "And then you jumped behind me when he went to attack you! You should be the one with this bloody black eye!" He spits, and Jax both audibly and visibly gulps before taking a step away from Xander, obviously afraid of what he may do.

To be honest, I must say I am scared for him as well.

"I know, and I'm sorry, but you won't hurt me," Jax says calmly and slowly, trying not to wake the beast inside Xander ready to leap out at any moment.

"And why the fuck is that, enlightenment me, Jax." He says in a menacing tone, as he takes a step towards him.

"Because you love me!" Jax says, his expression going from frightened to happy go lucky, as he swings his arms around Xander's larger, brooding form, pulling him into what seems to be a tight hug.

Let me tell you, I was not expecting that.

Just as well, I was definitely not expecting for Xander, to in seconds break out into a fit of laughter along with Jax, and hug him back. The two's hug soon turns into the roughhousing, but in a friendly manner, unlike the punch that Zanthus served to Xander just minutes ago.

"I swear to all lad, one of these days I am indeed going to kill you." Xander says as the two breaks apart and start back on their path towards us, "Be thankful that today just isn't that day." He adds on, his tone turning darker at the end, but the smile still on his face, signaling he seems to be joking.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll be holding you to that statement." Jax teases back, which Xander responds to by giving him a shove.

I hear a laugh or two come from behind me, and turn to find both Hades and Maxim with grins on their faces as they watch the scene in front of them.

"Jax, always been a damn tosser haven't ya?" Hades says to him as he gives him a slap on the back.

"Hey! You're just as well guilty as me of that. Remember that time you tied Maxim up to his balcony?" Jax says, but he isn't finished, "And completely bare, might I add!" That line is what does it, I hear all four of the boys break out into a fit of laughter together, even Maxim.

"Ah, that was a good one wasn't it?" Hades says as he pulls Maxim into his hold, ruffling his hair as a brother would.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll give it to you." Maxim responds, slapping away Hades hand from him and straightening himself out.

"Let's be honest here, Zanthus beats us all in the section of being a wanker," Dimitri says, and I turn to find him smiling, may I repeat, Dimitri smiling, as he speaks up.

"I must admit, the lad does. I may come pretty close in the category, but he'll always be a damn step ahead of me in that one." Hades says and I hear a chorus of agreements of the guys at Hade's statement.

"Remember when he stole your suit from the dressing room while you were in the shower?" Maxim chokes out, trying to hold back his laughter as he speaks, but fails miserably at the end, leaving Xander to turn to me and finish off the story.

"Poor Dimitri here had to walk around with just a towel to cover his privates." He says, and I feel a blush creeping up my neck as I picture the situation, but do my best to refrain from laughing. "It was at his own mother's wedding too!" He says, almost shouting in a howl of laughter as he speaks.

I look to see Zanthus is even smiling at this point, not quite laughing, but his body shaking in humor as he grins ear to ear, probably reliving the moment as he does.

And might I say, what I sight it is to see him like that.

I know he's smiled at me, but right now he is really smiling, and I don't ever want to see him doing anything else. But I don't want to be caught staring, or looking like some creep admiring him, especially when I'm supposed to be mad at him, so I turn to look at the rest of the guys, who seem to be unable to contain how humorous they find the situation.

"The best part is, the ceremony had already started, and he didn't want to miss it, so he tied the towel around his waist, ran up to the podium from the back, and stood behind his step-father to be the whole time, completely serious, in just a damn towel! I swear to you, it quite hilarious!" Hades finishes off, and I can't seem to control my own laughter this time and give in to the urge to do so.

Can you just imagine! Big-bad brick Dimitri, standing at the altar of his mother's wedding, with only a towel wrapped around his waist! Oh, how embarrassing that must have been!

"Oh come on!" Dimitri groans, but a smile still painted on his face as he does so, "None of you would be laughing so hard if it was you in the situation! It was mortifying! And the lecture, the damn lecture I got after that from my mother, for fuck's sake!" He says, giving a shove to Zanthus who was still grinning like a madman, and I just laugh even harder as he speaks.

To be frank, I can't really remember the last time I truly laughed, before now. Had to be ages ago.

Maybe this whole situation won't be as bad as I thought? Course, I'm still angry that Zanthus 'claimed me', but I mean, maybe I can make something good of it? Maybe I could actually make friends with the rest of the guys?

Just maybe.

As the boys all come down from their cloud nine, I quiet as well. I turn my head towards the floor, brushing a piece of hair behind my ear, before sobering up and bringing my head back up to face the guys in front of me. As I begin to look up, I see all of them silently staring back between me and something, causing my eyebrows to furrow.

When I bring my head up completely, I see Zanthus, with his gaze dead set on me, a small, very faded, but still visible content smile on his face as he looks at me. All the guys just continue to look between the two of us, before sharing knowing glances with each other.

"Well, it looks like someone seems to find you quite interesting, Ms.Bellamy," Xander says, his tone light and teasing as he speaks.

I swear, I see a rosy tint find its way to Zanthus' cheeks as he hears the statement, but he quickly tries to hide it by looking anywhere but me.

Ah-ah buddy, I know that trick. I'm the one who started it, for goodness sake.

"Is Zanthus blushing?" Hades says, and Zanthus gives him a quick shove in return, probably meant to shut him up, but Hades continues, "I think he is!" He teases further, and Zanthus quickly looks up to shoot him a glare, before turning away once again, but it seems to be that the redness in his cheeks has quite clearly deepened.

"You'll have to excuse his manners, Angels. My mate over here can be a bit, shy, when it comes to interacting with, well really it's just you." Xander speaks out, slinging an arm around Zanthus' shoulder and giving him a slight shake, though Zanthus doesn't tear his gaze from the floor.

What does he mean, 'really just you'?

The bell rings indicating we can go home for the day, preventing me from falling into the rabbit hole known as my own thoughts, and I look up to see Zanthus quickly stalking his way down the hall, with the rest of the guys following in pursuit behind him, jumping around and giving hollers here and there as they go.

"You owe me five hundred pounds, Jax!" Hades shouts out as Jax lets out a begrudging groan, reaching for his wallet.

Five Hundred pounds for a bet? These boys really are insane.

So I continue to watch them all disappear to the corridors around us, my mouth agape at the comment Hades had just made. Well all besides Xander, that is.

"Really do forgive him, he just doesn't do well with human interaction, outside of our group of course." He tells me, and I feel myself rolling my eyes in my head as he speaks.

"You don't have to apologize for him." I tell Xander, but smile at his polite actions.

"Angel,I just want you to know Zanthus really isn't a bad guy when you get to know him. Just give him a chance, please." He tells me, but I just shake my head.

"I just....I-I'm confused. I mean, he basically made the entire population of the school believe I'm his gilfriend. Now, I wouldn't mind that if we'd-" I cut myself off when I realize what I've just said.

"What was that?" Xander teases, wiggling his eye brows up and down as he mocks me and I fight the blush creeping up my neck as hard as I can.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm just saying his actions are innapropiate and out of hand. I mean he doesn't even talk to me! I believe he's said around two or three words to me over the past few days, what was the point of going out to do something like then? And theres so much attention on me now, and I absoultely hate being the center of peoples focus." I tell him, and Xander nods his head understandingly at my words.

"Angel I know he can be a complete ass, trust me I do. Hell, half the time we're together I want to rip him to bloody shreds, but I also know he can be genuine. He's had a lot of his own shit he's had to go through that have caused him to create himself into who is today. He has his walls for a reason, he does what he does for a reason. And by all means beware I am not justifying the way he acts at times, not at all but I am saying there is background information of which you don't know that explains it, that explains him."

"Care to, you know maybe inform me of said background information?" I ask, my voice in a pitch far too high for my liking. Xander just shakes his head and I can feel my shoulders drop. It was worth a shot at the least.

"I wish I could, but it truly isn't my story to tell Angel." He says, and I just nod along knowing he's right. "But Zanthus will come around, I know of it. Although he may come off as the type who only cares about himself, he cares for others a lot. And very, very deeply, may I add for your sake." He says, but I don't quite understand what he means by the last sentence.

"Uh, okay," I say, and Xander just nods in return giving me a small smile, before turning, then turning back to me before he walks.

"Just, try to give him a chance, yeah? Like you said, you've only known him for days. And he may have made a mistake by handling things like he did, but theres so much more you've yet to know about him." He states, and I can't help but be the one to sigh now.

"I don't know, Xander. I have a feeling it's not going to end well." I say in a quiet voice.

"I promise you, you really won't regret it. He truly is one of the most loveable of them all when it comes down to it, you just have to believe me on this. I know he's come off as a complete wanker, but please, just find it somewhere in your heart to give him a chance. Don't give up on him when you haven't even begun. You'd regret it in the end." Xander says to me, before turning on his heels and walking down the hall, in the same direction Zanthus and the rest of the guys had gone just a few minutes before.

I can't help but be lost in my thought as I head to the parking lot, thinking of what Xander had said to me.

What kind of things did Zanthus have to go through growing up? I mean I know I've had to deal with my own issues, but the way that Xander talked about it, the look of pure disgust and pain he flashed while speaking of it can't help but make me curious. I mean maybe he really does have an explanation for how he acts. It still isn't right, obviously, but maybe it's worth hearing? It could at least make his actions a bit more accepted, in a way. Although I don't want to admit it, I feel as if what I may find could indeed cause me to look at Zanthus in a different way.

Is that what I'm afraid of? Is my hesitation coming from the fact that I don't want to find myself being able to justifiably take a liking for Zanthus? To actually give reason to my silly crush on him by taking the time to understand him really, and see the good in him?

But how do I get him to talk to me about all this? I mean I don't even think he's ever spoken a word directly to me! Let alone pouring out his deepest and darkest life secrets and story! And does he really deserve a chance? He may not have done much to me, but he's surely treated many others in despicable ways.

Then again, wouldn't I want people to at least to hear out my side of the story no matter what I had done, before making conclusions?

And well, everyone deserves a second chance, right?