"Peg Leg!"

I didn't see exactly what happened, but suddenly a green and brown blur had raced over and was now hugging Peggy tightly. She let out a giggle. "Good to see you, too, Jackie," she laughed.

The other man stood back a bit with a small smirk on his face. When John finally set Peggy down, he stepped forward and have her a quick hug. "Hey Peggy."

"Herc! I missed you guys. You need to come over to Laf's more often."

"And watch you two make out for three hours? No thanks."

I laughed at John's comment, and he turned to me. For the first time, I got a good look at him. He was a little taller than me, with curly brown hair and what seemed like a billion freckles on his face alone. A huge grin split his face, and his blue eyes couldn't seem to stay fixed in one spot. He wore jeans, sneakers, 82nd a dark green sweatshirt depicting a cartoon turtle.

"You must be Alexander," he said excitedly. "I'm John! John Laurens!"

I expected a handshake at the very most, but instead the man pulled me in for a tight hug.

"It's- it's just Alex." My response was muffled as the man hugged me tightly.

"Let the poor guy go, John."

John let go of me and I turned to the other man. "I'm Hercules," he said, offering a hand. "John and Lafayette's roommate."

I shook his hand, then turned to Peggy with a frown. "Pegs, I told you, I'm not-"

"Don't worry, Alex," Peggy assured me. "Laf doesn't actually live with them."

"That's true!" John spoke up again and I couldn't help watching the animated way he spoke. "He's just our best friend and he spends so much time over that you would think he lives there."

"But I'm not allowed there," Peggy added. "So you don't have to worry about that."

"Not allowed?" I questioned.

"Lets just say we caught them doing some unspeakable things in a shared room," Hercules replied, waving it off. "You don't want to know."

"Peggy!" I screeched, turning to look at my best friend. "You didn't tell me-"

"-that we are good at exaggerating?" This conversation was getting hard to follow, what with John and Hercules and Peggy all adding their own sides to things. "He just walked in on them making out in the kitchen once." John let out a snort.

I glanced over at Peggy, who's face was a deep pink. "And you thought it would be a good idea to send them somewhere with no supervision?"

I saw the blood drain from Hercules's face and laughed.

Poor Peggy was bright pink. "Guys, you're the worst-"

She was cut off by her phone ringing again. John, Hercules and I started talking about ridiculous things we had seen couples do until Peggy cleared her throat.

"Laf wants me to come over for a little while," she said. "You guys talk to each other for a bit, figure out this whole roommate thing, okay?"

We all nodded. "Bye Peggy," Hercules and John chorused.

"Use protection!" I called toward her retreating form.