So, this chapter is called 'All sorts of things'. Trust me, it will live up to its name. It has, Lams, Mullette, JeffMads, all fluff and some funny stuff. Though, don't get use to this. Angst shall come soon (I swear I'm not evil).

I feel someone shake my shoulder. I open my eyes and see Alex above me.

"I don't understand," he says. "Why is being gay such a bad thing?"

"That is what you woke me up for?" I ask, sitting up.

"Think about it," Alex stands up and flicks the light on. He sits back on the side of my bed. "If two males were able to reproduce, it would be a normal thing. Since two girls can, it should be accepted more. Though, there are some weird-ass guys who only accept it because they have a lesbian fetish."

"Get to the point." I don't understand how he doesn't see I am clearly annoyed.

"I just want to know your opinion on being gay."

"Alex, I am gay. I hope you know that means I am fine with other people being gay."

"What is your opinion on two friends who are roommates being a couple?"

"If you are talking about Herc and Laf, I already know. I am pretty sure everyone knows."

Then, Alex kisses me. He pulls away from me slowly, but we stay close.

"I hope you were okay with that." Alex whispers.

"I didn't know you liked me," I say, grazing my lips over his jaw line. "I have wanted this for longer than you could possibly know."

"Wait one second," Alex gets up and walks to his satchel. He takes something out, then he comes back. He sits in front of me and hands me a Costco bag. "I just remembered that I got you something."

I slowly take the item out of the bag. It is a plain, black book. I flip through the pages, then look up at Alex. "Y-you got me a sketch book?"

"I noticed the one you have is almost full."

I kiss Alex. The sudden action makes him fall. I stay on top of Alex, just kissing him. I finally pull away, and roll off of him.

"I have harmed myself." I say, almost crying.

Alex goes on his side and looks at me. "What?"

"That is why I went with you today. I didn't want to hurt myself anymore then I already have."

Alex puts his hand on my arm, and slowly pulls the sleeve up. I stop him. "I don't feel comfortable with this." I say.

Alex nods, but I start crying. He pulls me in, keeping with him tightly.

I am surprised that Herc and Laf don't wake up from the sound of me crying. They have always known about my anxiety and depression, so they try to take care of me. Though, they don't know the half of it.

I also have a panic disorder and I take Prozac and Zoloft. I have been seeing the same therapist since I was fifteen after my first suicide attempt. I also tried two years ago. I also write letters to myself, telling myself why the day is going to be good. It is kind of pathetic, but it actually helps.

I tell this all to Alex: everything about my mental state. I thought he would be disgusted by me, but all he wants to do is help me. I am glad I now have someone like this, even if he is just being a good friend: the good friend who kissed me; the good friend who admitted that they like me.

I wake up before everyone the next morning. I decide to go up on the roof. It is calming up there, and I try to go every day.

I push the doors open and go sit at a small table, and two chairs. I look out at the city. I grab some cigarettes from my pocket. I really want to smoke a joint right now, but I don't want someone complaining about me.

I light the cigarette, then put the rest back into my pocket. I inhale deeply, then let the smoke come out from my nose. I put my hand on the ledge, and watch the smoke linger up into the air with the car exhaust from the cars four stories down. I hate the traffic here.

I hear the door open. I look over and see Laf. He walks over and I toss him my cigarettes. He catches it, then lights one.

"How was it last night?" I ask.

Laf exhales his smoke, while talking. "It was pretty boring," he coughs a couple times, then leans back. "Herc and I went to this club, and they were playing the shittiest country music."

"Well, all country music is shitty."

"You are wrong on that. Mandy Moore? Invisible Ink?"

"True."

"Anyway, we left and went back home. We ordered a pizza, then went to sleep."

"No you didn't."

"No we didn't. Are you happy to hear that?"

"Sure," I throw my cigarette on the ground, and extinguish it. "I have to work today. I am going to get ready."

"See you later."

I put another book on the shelf, then look around. There are quite a few people in here. At least it is a big book store. I couldn't work in a small one, like, in a mall.

"Excuse me." I turn around and look at a small man, with dark skin, short, curly hair, a cream coloured scarf, and a jacket.

"Aren't you a little warm in here?" I ask.

"N-no, not really," he says. "Uh, I was wondering if you had an opinion on two books."

"Yeah, which ones?"

He holds two books up. One of them is Be More Chill, and the other is We Are All Made of Molecules.

"That is pretty tough," I sigh. "Uh, I think if you like drama's, pick We Are All Made of Molecules. If you want something funny, and you can't put down, pick Be More Chill. They are both really funny books, and if you want, just buy both of them."

"Thanks," he smiles. "That helps," he holds out his hand. "James Madison."

"John Laurens, nice to meet you." I shake his hand, then put it down to my side.

"Wait, do you happen to know Alexander Hamilton?"

"Yeah, he is one of my roommates. Why do you ask?"

"I met him a couple times through my friend Thomas Jefferson. He is Alex's ex-boyfriend."

"Y-yeah, I remember meeting him at a party. Alex didn't really bring him over."

"Cool, I w-was just wondering," James coughs. "Uh, thanks for the advice with the books. I will buy both of them."

"Here," I take the books and we walk down to the front of the store. I go behind the counter and check them. "Ten dollars."

"Really? That is really cheap."

"This store is pretty awesome."

James hands me the money, then thanks me again. He leaves the store, bumping into Alex. I sigh and Alex walks up to me, giving me a hug.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, letting him go.

"I just woke up, like, an hour ago," Alex says. "Laf said you were here, and I wanted to see you."

"Well, I am going on my break in ten minutes. Can you wait, and we can go out quick?"

"I could spend all my time in this place," Alex looks around. "Come find me in ten minutes."

"Bye."

Alex walks off somewhere.

James' P.O.V.

I lie on my stomach, on my bed, with my feet in the air. I have already started reading We Are All Made of Molecules. John was right: this is an awesome book.

I hear the door open and close. "I'm back!" Thomas shouts. He walks into the room, but I keep looking at my book. Thomas lies beside me, and wraps his arm around my waist. He starts lightly kissing my neck.

"Where did you go?" I ask.

"Out." Thomas says.

"I know you did, but where did you go?"

"I got some food," Thomas starts kissing my shoulder. "It is on the kitchen counter. What are you reading?"

"We Are All Made of Molecules," I giggle, and flip the page. "I went to the book store and saw John Laurens."

"Alex's friend?"

"Yeah, I didn't know he worked there."

"Me neither."

I know that Thomas doesn't like talking about Alex. It was a pretty messy breakup. They were thinking about getting married, but Alex moved in with his friends, became more distant, then screamed at Thomas that he had fallen in love with someone else.

Thomas was pretty upset. It took a year more him to finally be okay, then he asked me out. We have only been dating for a couple months, but I hope it is going to be longer.

Thomas takes my book, then flops on his back. He starts reading it. I turn on my back too, then take the book. I put it on the side table.

"So," Thomas says, "I was wondering if you want to go to this party tonight. We don't have to stay long, but it is at the Schuyler mansion."

"Who invited you?"

"Eliza, she is a cool girl."

"Y-yeah, sure, we can go to the party."

"Okay, do you want to eat something, watch a movie, do some other stuff?"

"Do some other stuff? Like, what?"

"Maybe stay here in bed, just you and me? Well, maybe we can bring the food in here. I am pretty hungry."

I giggle and kiss Thomas.

John's P.O.V.

"Eliza just texted me." Alex says. We are now at home sitting on the couch. Well, Alex and I are sitting on the couch, and Laf is sitting on the ground.

"What does she have to say?" I ask, taking a sip of water.

"She wants to know if we want to go to a party that her, Peggy, and Angie are throwing."

"Sure" I say.

"Yep," Laf says. "Herc! Come out here!" Laf yells, looking down the hall.

"Leave me alone! I'm taking a shit!" Herc yells.

We all giggle a little. I hear the doorbell ring, and I stand up. I walk to the door and get our Chinese food. I pay the guy, then walk into the living room.

"You guys have to pay me back," I say, sitting down. We all get our stuff, and begin eating. "Anyone want anything to drink?"

"Nah." Laf says.

"No thanks." Alex says.

Herc comes out from down the hallway, doing up his belt. He sits next to Laf on the floor, and grabs some Ramen.

"What did I hear about a party?" Herc asks.

"Eliza is throwing a party," Alex says. "We are going."

"I don't have a choice?"

"Do you really not want to go?"

"I guess I want to. Thanks for thinking about me."

So, this chapter was a little longer than the first two, but this is probably going to be the new length of them. Well, it depends. I may get another chapter out today. It depends if I have some free time between classes. Thanks for reading, R&R. I love you guys! Have an awesome day/night!