(Alright, we're gonna switch to Laf's POV for this beginning part[Also, this is kind of a short chapter])

"Hey, mon ami!" I say as Alex walks into the dorm. I was eating a bowl of cereal and watching a show. Yes I know it was in the middle of the afternoon. Don't judge me.

He didn't respond, so I stood up and followed him until he stomped into his room and slammed the door. I heard it lock too.

Herc emerged from his mess of a room and looked at me. I was shirtless and holding a bowl of cereal, so I probably didn't look as elegant as I usually do. (Kidding, that was a joke)

"He walked in, then slammed the door." I say to Herc.

He looked at me again, then knocked on Alex's door. "Hey...Alex? You okay?"

We heard a muffled "Leave me alone" after a minute or so. Me and Herc shared another glance.

"Well, Uh, me and Laf are here if you wanna talk. Or something."

The door opened and I smiled a little, but then Alex just glared at us.

"I said leave me alone." He growled. And then he slammed the door again, which made me and Herc jump.

"Well...Maybe Jefferson beat him in a debate?" I try.

"Are you kidding me? Jefferson never beats him." Herc says.

"Maybe someone just pissed him off. You know how our petit lion can get." I say with a shrug. I walk back to the living room area and continue watching TV. Herc sits next to me on the couch.

John came back home after a few more hours.

"Hey guys...Where's Alex?" John asked after he walked in. He could always tell when someone was wrong. Like the time I went missing because I got in a fight with James Reynolds. That wasn't a great day. Or week. I still have a scar from him. The bastard.

"He's in his room." Herc says. "He um, he seemed a little angry before." John gave him a confused look.

"He walked in, slammed his door, then told us to leave him alone. Very angrily. He looked very mad." I say.

John sighed a little and walked to Alex's door.

(Back to Alex's POV)

I was still laying down when someone else knocked on my door. I sighed and walked to the door, then opened it, prepared to snap at Laf and Herc for bothering me again.

It was John. He walked into my room, then closed the door behind him.

"What's wrong with you?" He asks, taking one of my hands and holding it. "Laf and Herc just said you came home and slammed your door."

"It's nothing I was just mad at..." What's the point in lying? "Jefferson. He was just...being himself. And it ticked me off. We have to work on a...a project together." No point in lying my ass.

"Are you sure that's it?" John asks, still looking concerned. I nodded a little, and he smiled and kissed me.

"If you say so. I'm gonna go make Laf cook dinner." He says before leaving. I sighed and closed my door, not slamming it this time. Then I walked over to my desk and opened my laptop. I sat there for a moment before starting to type.

I didn't stop until John came in to check on me again. And then I ate dinner, and then I was off to my room again to type.

John eventually took my laptop away, so I went into the living room and watched a Disney movie with him, Laf, and Herc.

They really liked Disney for some reason.

John made me sleep in his room again, but we snuggled up on his bed instead of me sleeping on the beanbag chair. Hey, no complaints here.

I can't sleep though. Im going crazy, trying to think of ways to fix the Jefferson problem. I can't. I can't fix it. God, I'm so stupid. Why did I leave the letter?!

I sighed and turned over, facing John. He was adorable when he was sleeping. Well, he was always adorable. I smiled as I lightly brushed his hair out of his face. His freckles only made him cuter. It made my heart flutter as I thought about the first time we met. My first thought about his freckles were that they looked like stars. And they really did. I kissed his nose, and he stirred a bit.

"I love you John." I whispered, closing my eyes and finally going to sleep.