Chapter Six: Declarations And Accusations With Kisses In Between

Marco

Four hours later, we finally reached our destination, and I was already pretty close with Andrew, Rory, and Remy. They were much easier to understand and get along with than Jesse and his friends.

The school is huge. Remy, Andrew, and Rory showed me around a little, and then brought me to my dorm room. My bags were there waiting for me, along with Jesse.

"Where have you been?" he asked. He looked almost as if he had been in hysterics.

"With these guys," I said, gesturing at my new friends. I looked back at them and they were trying not to laugh.

"Is this your wife Marco?" Andrew asked, giggling. Jesse glared at him before plopping down on his bed.

"Guys, this is my roommate, Jesse. Jesse, this is Andrew, Rory, and Remy," I said, introducing all of them.

"Yeah, I know," he said without even looking at them.

"We'll see you later Marco. It looks like you have some explaining to do," Remy said. We all laughed, except for Jesse. They quickly walked off, and I shut the door behind them.

"I can't believe you were hanging out with them," Jesse complained.

"What's wrong with them? They're my friends," I said.

"They're a bunch of rich snobs," he scoffed. "I thought I was your friend."

"You are. And they're not snobs at all. Am I not allowed to have other friends? I just met you. It's not like I've known you for years and I'm ditching you. I ate breakfast with you and your friends, and a huge fight broke out. Sorry if I felt a little out of place," I said sarcastically.

"Forget about it, it's over with now. Do you want to eat dinner with us?" he asked.

"Sure," I said, rolling my eyes.

Jesse

I can't believe he ditched me today and now he's rolling his eyes at me! The nerve of some people.

"Well, it's in an hour," I informed him. "You have to have your uniform on." Another eye roll.

"Great. Uniforms. That should be fun."

"Hey, at least you get to wear short sleeves under your jacket. I have to wear long sleeves and it gets so incredibly hot in class," I complained.

"Why do you have to wear long sleeves?" he asked me. I pulled my jacket off and showed him.

"Whoa. I thought you had a tattoo…not sleeves!" he exclaimed. "Why so many?"

"Rebellion. My parents hate them. I also love them. After you get one, you can't help getting more and more," I said.

"How many does Thomas have? I noticed the one by his eye."

"He's got them on his shoulders, chest, and back. I'm not really sure how many."

"Don't you have to be eighteen to get them in the first place? How did you guys get so many so quickly?" he asked. It was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Easy. All you have to do is pay the guys an extra hundred dollars if you're underage. At least, at the place we go to," I told him.

"Where do you get all that money?" he asked.

"Thomas is loaded! Didn't you know? Well, his parents are anyway. They give him money whenever he asks for it. Thomas Harrison Prescott III. His dad's a major lawyer, for celebrities and stuff. And his mom's a surgeon," I explained.

"Wow. I had no idea," Marco commented.

"Yeah, he doesn't like to show it. He still shops at the same grungy, cheap stores. Man, if I had that money, I'd buy the most expensive shit money could buy."

"Oh and my other friends are rich snobs?"

"Shut up," I said, and playfully shoved him. He shoved me back. Marco touched me. That really got me going. I stood up and shoved him again. Then, when he didn't do anything but stand there laughing, I made my move.

I leaned in and kissed him.

He didn't pull away, but as soon as the kiss was over, he hid his face from me.

"I'm gonna go put my uniform on," he said, grabbing the clothes off his bed and rushing into the bathroom.

Damn.

Rory

"So, what do you think of Marco?" I asked Andrew, testing him.

"He is absolutely gorgeous. I think I'm falling in love," he said, sighing. I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.

"Remember what happened the last time you were in love. You said that you weren't going to commit for a long time." As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I regretted them.

"Why'd you have to go bring that up?" he asked, hurt. I turned to him and saw that he was crying.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it," I apologized.

"Yeah, you're right. You shouldn't have." He turned his back to me and began sorting through his suitcase, trying to find something.

"Andy, I didn't mean it," I said, walking up behind him and putting my arms around him. He shrugged me off, finding what he was looking for. He placed the picture up on his dresser, where he could see it from his bed.

"Don't call me Andy. He was the only one allowed to call me Andy," he said, grabbing his uniform.

"You used to let me call you Andy. Before it happened," I declared.

He just stood there, his back still to me, staring straight ahead.

"I love you Andy," I whispered in his ear, and kissed him softly on the cheek.

"Just stop!" he yelled. Turning to face me, I saw that his mascara was trailing down his cheeks.

"I told you to buy better makeup," I said before walking out of the room.

Andrew

Why did he have to bring that up? I'll never forget Alex, but I didn't want to remember him this way. I picked up the photograph and kissed it.

"I'll love you always and forever," I said, placing it back on the dresser.

I wiped my tears away and fixed my mascara before putting my uniform on.

I have to go find Rory before he does something stupid.

Remy

I was getting ready for dinner with my door open, when Rory went flying past it. I looked out, waiting for Andrew to come by, and sure enough, he went by a few minutes later. I threw my tie on and decided to follow them.

Looking around, I slipped through the door marked 'Roof.' I knew that's where Rory always went when he was upset. I climbed up the ladder and came out on the roof. There he was, sitting on the edge, his legs dangling over. Andrew was just behind him, talking quietly. I crept closer so I could listen.

"Why do you always have to come up here?" Andrew asked.

"Because it's a good place to think," Rory answered.

"And a good place to jump from, right?"

"Maybe."

"Why did you have to bring up Alex?" Andrew asked him. "Why did you have to call me that?"

Uh oh. Rory talked about Alex. Rory had always been jealous of Alex. Even now that he was gone, Rory was still jealous of him.

"I shouldn't have. I knew that as soon as the words left my mouth. I just can't take it Andrew. I love you too much to see you whore yourself around, just because you're too afraid to commit since…" he trailed off, not finishing his sentence.

Andrew walked around Rory and sat beside him.

"I know you love me. I love you too. You're my brother. I'd do anything to protect you. But I'm just not ready. They way that I am is the way that I'll probably be for a long time," Andrew explained.

Rory sighed. I knew that he hadn't meant that he loved Andrew as his brother. He was in love with him. He always had been, probably from the moment he got into the car with us.

He turned and hugged Andrew, kissing him on the cheek. Andrew kissed him on the cheek too, and they both looked at me.

"Come join us Remy. You're always eavesdropping on our conversations," Andrew accused me. It was true.

"It's time you actually become a part of one," Rory added.

I walked over and sat down next to my twin brother, putting an arm around his shoulder.

Thomas

Dinner is unusually quiet. Lindsey didn't come because he's still too tired from being beat up. I told him I'd bring him a plate when I go back to the room.

Rex isn't here. I'm not sure why, but he just isn't. Jesse's pushing his food around on his plate, not eating a bite of it. Nate's doing the same, but he keeps glancing up at me. Every time he does, I smile at him, but he just drops his head back to his plate.

Marco and I are the only ones who are actually eating. But Marco's eating as slow as he possibly can. He keeps looking around the room for someone, but never sees him.

"Okay guys," I finally said. Everyone looked up at me, waiting for me to continue. "What's up with all of you tonight? Dinner is never this quiet."

"Nothing's wrong with me," Marco shrugged. "I'm just trying to get used to this place."

"And you two?" I asked Nate and Jesse.

"Nothing really. I'm just not hungry," Jesse answered.

"Bull," Nate said.

"Excuse me?" Jesse asked.

"You know what I mean. You're upset because Rex isn't here, and you don't know where he is. Admit it."

Jesse

"I don't know what you're talking about. Rex didn't feel like coming to dinner, that's all," I said, pissed off. How would he know anything?

"That's a bunch of crap and you know it. Rex is my roommate and you never came and spoke with him tonight. He left almost as soon as he got here, and it wasn't to see you," Nate said to me.

"Shut the hell up Nate! You don't know anything!" I yelled.

"What don't I know Jesse? That Rex is cheating on you? Where else would he be?" Nate continued.

"He's not cheating on me. Don't accuse him of that. You don't know anything!" I cried.

"Oh that's just great. You never can accept anything, can you? Why don't you just go lie in your bed all night, never being able to sleep, because you're always thinking about why Rex isn't with you!" Nate said, raising his voice.

Nate

That really hit his nerve. Dinner's not so quiet anymore. Jesse flew up from his chair.

"You're such an asshole Nate." He turned away and stormed off, probably back to his room.

"Why'd you have to do that?" Marco asked, glaring at me. Geez, why is this kid so mad?

"I was only telling the truth. Rex always mysteriously disappears. It's crap how they won't see each other because it makes the sex better," I told him.

"You didn't have to say all of that crap in the middle of dinner. He was already upset as it is!" Marco yelled, standing up. "Some friend you are!" he yelled before he left, following Jesse.

"Man, people can be really harsh around here. I was only trying to help."

"Maybe you should rethink your little interventions Nate," Thomas said, standing up.

"You agree with them?" I asked. He's supposed to be my best friend.

"You didn't have to do it here," he pointed out. He was right, but I wouldn't admit it.

"Don't leave, just because everyone hates me now," I begged.

"Nobody hates you Nate. It's just not possible. But I have to bring Lindsey a plate. He's been waiting for it, and I still feel really bad because of what I did to him. I'll see you later," he said, and walked off towards the cafeteria to get more food.

I sat alone at the table, and took one bite of my food. I chewed it slowly, thinking. I felt like an asshole. They were all right. I shouldn't have accused Rex of cheating on Jesse. I just have this feeling. I can't help it.

Unable to sit there alone any longer, I stood up, threw my plate in the trash, and went back to my room.

Rex

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too Rex."

"I gotta go now," I sighed.

"Now? Why, you gonna go see Jesse?"

"I have to. He's my boyfriend."

"I don't see why you're wasting your time with him when you know you want to be with me."

"I just can't hurt him like that."

"And this isn't hurting him?"

"Come on, kiss me goodnight," I said.

We kissed and I left quietly, trying not to wake the baby up.

A/N: Hah! So there you have it. I put in everyone's POV except for Lindsey's because there wasn't anything much for him to say. Let me know what you liked and didn't like. So, any guesses as to what happened to Alex, this guy that Andrew and company keeps talking about? And who do you think Rex is with and why does that person have a baby in their room? The next chapter will take place two weeks later. There will be a surprise next chapter…could it be a new student? Okay, I just gave you a huge hint. Oh and because of future chapters I've written, I'll most likely be changing the rating to M…just letting you know.