"Ohh-kay?" Mihael blinked after the boy in confusion.

Nate was always a bit of mystery to him. It was amazing that the studio had gotten their hands on a real albinic person to play the role of Near in the series, but Nate was a little odd.

Not much later Nate slipped out of the room, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a tight t-shirt - one that looked like it belonged to a girl. He looked like one of those stupid scene kids with the thick eyeliner on his eyes and everything... but Mihael had to admit, he had the body for it.

"...My God, where did they find you?" Mihael snorted- shaking his head.

"Facebook," Nate said, giving a small shrug.

"Mail showed me some of the pics you have on there." Mihael smirked.

Nate's cheeks turned pink and he looked away. "Yeah, well... that whole playing jenga with my mouth thing was totally a dare!"

"And when you swallowed the popsickle whole?" Mihael asked.

Nate's entire face was red now. "No, I was just drunk that time."

"How old are you?" Mihael raised an eyebrow- though they had shaved his off for the role.

"Sixteen," Nate said, crossing his fingers over his chest, as if daring Mihael to say something about it.

"Uh-huh...alcohol?" Mihael smirked.

The younger boy snorted. "Mail showed you my facebook and the alcohol is the thing you're worried about the most?"

"No, the ED page worried me." Mihael smirked before walking out of the dressing room.

"ED page!? What ED page!" He heard Nate cry before the younger boy followed him. "I have an ED page!?"

"It's so nice to have a tutorial for getting into pants like those." Mihael laughed as he kept walking.

Nate stopped and looked down, blushing deeply. He wondered if Mihael meant skinny jeans or getting into his pants, but as he looked up he realized the blonde was already gone.