Kori tossed her deep red French braid over her shoulder as she un - bagged her lunch the following day. Sandwich, juice, strange thing with seeds in it – were her parents trying to kill her? … regardless she looked to Garfield and gave a smile, "So… friend Garfield," He raised an eyebrow, getting ready to eat his veggie burger. "would you be one to take two… share intimate – ness?"

The blond male adverted his gaze to the side (ironically where Garth was sitting) as his cheeks turned rosy in color. What was she asking him?

Karen chuckled, "Damn, this girl's a trip."

Garfield thought for another few seconds, "Are you asking me, if I'd be in a…"

Kori smirked, "An openness on the ship of relations."

Richard heaved a sigh, "An open relationship Gar, would you be in one?"

The red headed beauty grinned, "Yes friend Gar, that is what I am questioning."

Garfield blushed and just shrugged his shoulders. "I… don't know…"

At that point, also extremely coincidentally ironic, Roy walked over with a tray of some amazing looking cupcakes. "Good Morrow, Richard's friends." he then leaned across the table and held the tray of cupcakes in front of Dick. "Care for a sweet treat, my friend? Made them myself."

Richard just gave a small smile and took one. "Yeah. Thanks, Roy." he seemed unenthusiastic.

Garth looked up. "Baking, Roy? Hmm..."

Roy chuckled. "No, no. I'm not baked right now."

"You seem to have an interest in Richard all the sudden..." Garth remarked. Gar felt as though he was missing a vital piece of this conversation.

Roy shrugged, "Not at all. What's wrong? Are you jealous? Have a bit of a crush on me?"

Garth shook his head. "Not at all. Though I could ask you the same thing."

Roy nodded. "I just want you in my bed all night. We can watch that show about fashion." He then shrugged. "Sorry, dude. I'm straight. Don't get too excited."

Garth just gave a sort of glare as Roy walked away. There was obviously a bit more between the two than Gar knew.

Rachel frowned at Richard. "What was that about?"

Richard just shoved the whole cupcake into his mouth and mumbled something unintelligible.

Garfield gave a soft chuckle, "Is that cupcake good? … sure sounds like it." He glanced over at Garth sympathetically, he wanted to know what went on between him and Roy, but he also didn't want to appear nosy. He then looked to Richard, "So… last time you two encountered, something about Victor here bench pressing airplanes…"

Karen took a moment to reach over and gave Victor's bicep a squeeze. "Damn sweet pea, you be bench pressin' something." She complimented him with a radiant, flirtatious smile.

"And," Garfield continued, "now you're accepting cupcakes?" addressing Richard, who was attempting to lick all the frosting off around his mouth. "Oh look, you're Richard Greyson – I recognize you now with shit all over your face." Garfield mumbled, but audible enough for Garth to hear, sitting beside him.

Richard just smiled and shrugged. "We used to be friends. Then... well he changed kind of, and I said some things I shouldn't have. But we made up. More or less. He makes me uncomfortable." he said honestly, longing for another cupcake.

Victor smiled at Karen. "You know it, babe. Why don't you come to this Friday's football game? I'll score a touchdown just for you." he smiled shyly.

Garth just chuckled. He definitely wasn't a fan of Richard. Or Roy for that matter.

Garfield shrugged, "Ah, I see… interesting, you want another cupcake?" Knowing that Richard of course did, he gave a teasing smile. But then Garfield's eyes widened, "Shit, fuck! We have a game on Friday? Seriously? But, why?" He groaned lightly in seeming agony. At one time, Garfield's entire life revolved around football, but now – he had his sight built on other things. Way more important than football. He wasn't losing his touch, but maybe his interest? He wasn't so sure.

Vic narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, calm your tits." he then looked across the room. "And they are being so loud!" he complained, looking to a table across the room.

They looked over to Roy's table. That group would be referred to as "The Others", "The Trouble Makers", or sometimes even "The Potheads". They were that obnoxious table that didn't understand the need for chairs, inside voices, or manners.

They were currently playing loud rock music. Some were dancing, others were just yelling, some even singing. The clear 'Happy Birthday' song could be heard over the rock music as they sang to their friend as obnoxiously as possible.

Garth just bit his lip. "Yeah. Really annoying."

Rachel just rolled her eyes.

Garfield had a small smirk on his face as he glanced over to this table; they seemed to be having a great time without a care in the world. It must be nice to be so carefree.

More often than not, Cole had a habit of telling Garfield to go out and grab as much ass as he could, drink booze, do drugs all while he could and had the chance to be careless, because he couldn't be for the rest of his life. Even though it didn't seem likely, Cole was a very intelligent man with his… quirks about him.

Even Kori complained about their loudness, something about telling them to watch their decibels. And Karen said she wouldn't mind it so much if they changed the station to 'her jams'. Garfield was the only one who didn't complain, but continued to watch.

Gar could see Roy, sitting on the end of the table with a cupcake. A girl he recognized with pink hair went over and sat next to him. At that time, another male came over and smushed the cupcake on Roy's cheek. Roy just laughed and tried his best to wipe it off. The hot pink icing that was missed, however, the little pink-haired girl took care of- by licking it off.

Garfield took a moment to think about what had happened the other day between Roy and himself. How Roy had kissed him back, they made out with one another… how he saw Roy's pretty eyes… but he didn't really seem as if he wanted anything to do with Garfield after that. Was he just, poking fun at what had happened by, ignoring it?

He let out a soft sigh, shifting his gaze to Garth, blushing and looking away. Just then a loud thump at the table was heard. "DAMN STRAIGHT," Karen hollered at her lunch. "this can of soda won't back lip me again." Just then it sprayed at her. Garfield bit his lip, as he'd definitely seen that coming. As some kid walked by and laughed, she just punched the male and watched as he hit the floor of the cafeteria.

She sat down with a smile, crossing one leg over the other, straightening out her top. "Ah, that's better."

Garfield chuckled softly, "Remind me not to mess with you."

She grinned, "Don't fuck with me, boy." Forgiving her soda enough to sip it.

Meanwhile at the other table, Roy just gave a half smile and dabbed a bit of icing on her nose. She then placed her hands on either side of his face and pulled him to her lips, kissing him deeply before pulling away to whisper something in his ear.

Must have been something pretty interesting- because Roy hopped off the table immediately and stood in front of her, allowing her to jump on his back and cling to him for a piggyback ride.

As he walked off, carrying her, his table cheered and applauded, shouting things like "YEAH, GET SOME!" and "Get it in!"

Roy just answered by turning and flipping them off then leaving with the pink haired female.

Rachel sighed. "He probably will get it in. That's Jinx..." she remarked. "she's such a slut. I swear she's been with almost everyone. Why do they call her 'Jinx' anyways?"

Richard laughed. "They call her 'Jinx' because the minute you hook up with her, she turns into Saran wrap. You can't get that bitch off you. Not to mention she probably has a ton of STDs." he smiled nostalgically. "Yeah, she's definitely easy. But Roy won't hit that. Not his type."

Vic laughed. "Then what is his type? You?"

Richard's smirk fell. "No. Nevermind. You're right. That's his type. He'll tap that."

Rachel and Vic exchanged a glance. Richard was acting a bit strange.

Garfield raised an eyebrow, "Hey, Rich… you alright?" He asked softly. Even though he could be… well, a dick… if you're a team, you tend to care about your teammates. He could tell something wasn't right here.

Richard nodded. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

Garfield shrugged, "Oh I don't know, I was just asking. You seemed a little, off guard? I don't know, but you're good?"

Richard nodded again. "Yeah, are you?"

Garfield raised a curious eyebrow. "Uh, yeah I'm fine."

Garth gave Gar the once-over. "Heck yeah, you are pretty damn fine." He winked.

Richard just shrugged and lowered his voice. "Well, I know that you and Roy are, uh, good friends these days. Just thought – never mind." He smiled. "I love money!" He changed the subject, bringing his old self back into the conversation.

Garfield sighed, "And I have a gummy loving whore at home, who cares?" He said with a chuckle, of course Rachel knowing all about Cole's gummy loving obsession, one in which she shared with him.

"I love Cole. I have to go see him soon..." She mumbled.

Garth nudged Gar, "What do you say we get out of here?"

Garfield let out a soft sigh and nodded, "Yeah, lets." Normally Garfield explained himself whether people cared to know or not, but he wasn't doing a lot of explaining as he got up, taking his bagged lunch (which he'd never really opened) and got up from his seat, waiting for Garth to do the very same.

Garth followed suit, taking Rachel's apple for the third day in a row. "Take the lead, Gar."

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