Justin stood in the corner, cowering. He didn't know what to make of the scene he had just witnessed.

****Flashback****

"Why are you always so nice to that little punk? I just don't understand it. You met him two days ago and now you won't even talk to the rest of us. What is so great about him?"

"Look Tony. He's a nice kid. If you all would just give him a chance you'd understand that. He's really not that bad of a kid."

"Right, JC and I'm the King of England." Tony responded sarcastically. "That kid was born with a silver sppon in his mouth and I really can't stand him. I'm not gonna be nice to him and if he gets in my way I'm gonna hurt him. I swear to it. He's a little brat and needs to be put in his place."

"Just leave him alone. You lay one finger on his curly little head and you'll regret it. I promise you." JC said glaring at Tony.

"Are you threatening me? I don't believe it. You are taking the side of a snot nosed little brat that is only.... what....11 or 12. I can't believe you. You keep him out of my way or else." Tony threatens.

"Or else what?" JC questions.

"Or else you'll wish you had. He bad news man, can't you see that?" Tony retorts.

"No, I don't see anything bad about that curly, shy little boy. He is sweet and kind and very nice. I don't know why all you older kids think he is such a brat. What has he ever done to any of you?" JC asks.

"He hasn't done anything. He just gives us all the creeps. I don't know why. He's just strange." Tony replys while glancing around as if watching for someone.

"Yeah, well if he gives you the creeps so bad just stay away from him. You got me?" JC states in deep voice, his eyes taking on a brillant ice blue glow. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, I won't hurt him, but you keep him away from us. Wha... What is with your eyes man? Why are they like that?" Tony stutters as he starts backing away.

***** End Flashback*****

Justin had just come around the corner in time to here the last two lines of the arguement and see JC's eyes "glowing". (Whoa, what the hell was that?) He rubs his eyes and looks again. The "glowing" has stopped and Tony and JC have gone there seperate ways. (Wow. I guess I need a little more sleep tonight. I must have really wore myself out pretty good to be hallucinating like that.)

JC comes back down the hall and spots Justin. "Hey, Curly. What are you doing? You look like you've seen a ghost or something. What's up?"

"Nothing." Justin states. He can't help but stare at JC's eyes trying to see if they had a "glow" or not.

"Why are you starring at my eyes? Do I have something stuck in my eyelashes or what?"

"No, I was just looking. You really have unique eyes dude."

"Well," JC says a little confused. "Thanks. I guess. Come on. Lets get out of here. I'm hungry. You want to go grab some grub?"

"Sure." Justin shrugs. (Must of been my imagination.)