Garfield a little wet and a lot happy, made his way to archery. He wasn't really sure how it would go after the whole Jinx thing, not to mention yesterday's kiss, but he wasn't about to just stand up his lesson. He turned the corner, but after hearing some yelling, he decided to stay outside of the room for a moment.

"A 'D', Roy? You're getting a 'D' in my class?" The Archery club instructor complained.

Roy shrugged. "It happens. I'm not good in Spanish, Uncle Mac! No comprende!" He answered back.

'Uncle Mac' frowned. "Do you know how upsetting it is for me to have to give my own nephew an 'F' on a test?"

Roy shrugged. "Then give me an 'A', Uncle Mac. Not a problem. I'm sure you can push it a little bit and-"

"No. No I can't. I don't know how you expect an academic scholarship when you can barely even pass your classes. Don't you want to go to college? And what about your dad? Don't you want to make your old man proud?"

Roy crossed his arms over his chest, "My father doesn't care. He's dead anyways."

Uncle Mac shook his head. "What causes you to say that? Your dad is very much alive!"

"Dead to me, Uncle Mac. What the hell is a man who is so drunk that he can barely even get his ass off a couch? Nope, he's dead. And if you think he's alive to little Annabelle, then you have another thing coming." Roy said bitterly, playing with the string on his bow. "He might as well die for real, it's just another mouth to feed and more money wasted on booze."

Mac sighed, then handed Roy a pair of keys. "Don't forget to pick your sister up. There's no use fighting with you over this, you're a stubborn bastard. You have to take Annabelle to her friend's, here's the address." He handed over a piece of paper. "As for your Spanish grade, I'll see what I can do." Mac then left, seemingly in a hurry. He passed Gar without even noticing him.

As for Roy, he strung up an arrow and fiddled with it mindlessly, looking for something to shoot.

Garfield waited for a moment before entering the classroom, "Hey… if you're looking for someone to shoot, I can be a moving target." He lightly joked, hoping he could raise the mood a little bit in this room.

Roy turned and took aim at Gar, closing one eye. His sunglasses sat atop his head. He didn't say anything, just watched him cautiously.

Garfield nervously let out a chuckle, "Is the… um, school nurse on stand by? I mean, I'll let you have a shot and all but… y'know what? Fuck it, go ahead if you want." Shrugging his shoulders, he wasn't sure of what else to do.

Roy brought the bow back down. "I wouldn't shoot you. But I am looking for a distraction... may I show you something new?"

Garfield gave a curt nod, "Yeah sure, shall we take this to the field?"

He nodded. "We shall." He grabbed the equipment and led Gar back to the same target as before. He chuckled. "Alright, grab the grip, pull back the string, leave the stave alone."

Garfield did just as told; his mind was much more clear than last practice, and perhaps with a new motive in mind? "Yes sir," he said with a smirk. "now what?"

"I have something cool to show you." He came up behind Garfield and slid not one, but two arrows into his grasp today. He kept his hand on Gar's to show him how to hold them, instinctively wrapping his other arm around Gar to place his hand over the grip as well. "Pick two targets that are relatively close to each other."

Garfield took a moment to look at Roy, "Two targets relatively close to one another, huh? Well, alright…" He obliged, shifting his position a bit, Roy's arm brushing Garfield's hip. "I've… got them in mind. What now?"

Roy smirked, figuring Gar was aiming for the red target - the noobs never take risks. "Now, just go for it."

Garfield did exactly what he was told to do, and at the precise moment of letting the arrows go, he slightly faked a semi – fall back reaction, from letting the arrows go, so that Roy would catch him surely.

Roy caught Gar instinctively, then easily shoved him away rolling his eyes. "Steady." He told him, then looked out into the woods to see the two arrows on the red target, one above the center, one below, as expected. "Nicely done."

Garfield sighed, feeling slightly annoyed. "Yeah, thanks. So…" indirectly asking what was going to happen next, without doing so.

Roy sighed, he thought it was necessary to bring up eventually, and what better a time than now? "So... about yesterday..."

Garfield gave a soft smile, "I meant it y'know, and your eyes are so… unique, so gorgeous." He then realized that he had interrupted the other male. "Oh, uh – my bad." He cleared his throat, "Do go on."

Roy felt kind of bad about saying it. "Right, thanks, but... I meant it. Yesterday. When I said 'I'm straight'." He said in a kind of shaky whisper.

Garfield nodded his head, "Oh? And… how was that Gypsy chick?" He asked, making casual 'dude' conversation.

"Uh, Jinx? We hung out a little." He answered nonchalantly.

Garfield gave a nod, "Mhmm, yeah… did you, make it worth your while?" He asked, giving Roy what he was trying to get at – typical 'straight dude' conversation.

Roy shook his head. "No." He watched Gar skeptically. "No, I didn't. She wasn't my type, and even if she was I still wouldn't have." He decided, trying to see where Gar was going with this.

Shrugging, Garfield stuffed his hands into his jean pockets – which reminded him he needed a new cell phone now. He'd have to pull out the stashed funds to get himself a new phone. He sighed at the thought, he hated buying for himself. Gar Logan had no issue buying for someone else, or surprising them with something but buying for himself, he loathed doing. "But, why not?" He asked, waiting to see where Roy was going with this.

"Uhhh..." He couldn't quite place his finger on what was wrong with her. "Well, she... well number one, I don't have sex with just anyone. I think it's a little bit more than what people like Richard make it out to be. And number two, I guess I like much more intelligent, funny, attractive, amazing people..."

That sounded good, great to Garfield's ears anyway, "Oh that's good, I was going to say that you needed to gain some standards Roy, but y'know, I'm glad you don't just hit it and quit it with anything. You take your time… make a selection… narrow it down, you got it all figured out, don't you?"

Roy didn't seem quite so sure of himself. "Yeah. Yeah, I do. How about you? You know what you want?"

It was quite obvious to see that Roy didn't seem so sure of what he was saying, but was saying it anyway. "Well, I'm… keeping my options open. Sometimes you don't know what you have, until you see it walk away, y'know?"

"Well, good. That's smart I suppose, but a lot of people walk away from me, I'm used to it." He grabbed an arrow and put it in his bow, pulled the string back, and released the arrow. It hit the target and Roy seemed rather content by it. "So... you and Garth?"

Garfield shrugged and grabbed an arrow for himself, setting it in the proper position and letting it go, it splitting Roy's arrow in half. "Huh?"

Roy sighed. "Garth. Something between you and him?" He loaded his bow and shot it, hitting a tree. He'd shoot anything and everything.

Garfield shook his head, "Nahh, nothing really. What makes you think that?" He inquired, playing off nonchalant pretty damn well.

"Nothing. The way he looks at you." He laughed. "He's what we call a 'predatory gay'. He goes after straight guys, turns them gay, gets bored, then leaves them." He shrugged. "Not that it's a thing, I mean- he's a good guy." He shot another arrow. "I like you." He said out of the blue. He often said things he didn't mean to when he wasn't paying attention, probably just to speak. He did love to talk and once you got him started, you couldn't get him to stop. So instead of bringing any more attention to his statement, he continued to talk. "Richard and I talked today, I think we're okay. He's a good friend. And I got Jinx off my back, she's a clingy one, let me tell you."

Garfield nodded as he listened to Roy's fast, quick talking. He then cleared his throat and tried to think of what to say, "Well… that's good. What uh, happened between you and, Rich? Not that I'm trying to dig into your business or anything." And he also wondered about the whole 'predatory gay' blurb. Garth didn't seem like the type but then again, he was smooth. Oh so very smooth.

Roy shook his head. "That's a story for another day." It then grew uncomfortably silent once more.

As much as Garfield wanted to know, he wasn't the type to push someone uncomfortably. "Oh, well alright then. So… what's your plans once we're done here? Just out of curiosity." He fiddled with his bow, slightly blushing.

"I have to go pick up my little sister then take her to her friend's house. She's the sweetest little girl, you'd like her." He answered honestly, putting his bow down.

Garfield chuckled, "Aww yeah? I love kids. So cute and innocent. Carefree, y'know?"

Roy chuckled, that was Garfield Logan in a nutshell. Cute, innocent, and carefree. Roy smiled, "You have a sister, Garfield?"

Garfield gave a shrug, "Yeah… I consider her to be, there's a story that goes with it but, I don't know if you have time to listen to something like that."

Roy shared a thoughtful smile. "I have all the time in the world for you, Garfield."

He let out a soft sigh and smile, "Thanks… means a lot." He shifted, "Anyway well… it's been, not exactly easy. See, my parents… my biological parents died years ago… I barely remember them, it was my fifth birthday." He said, his voice taking a turn to sounding soft and vulnerable. "Ever since then I was in and out of foster homes… and the older I got, the harder it was. Everyone wants to adopt little babies… not older kids. So, I'd be in a home for awhile, when all the sudden, the family decided they didn't want me anymore… so I'd move from place to place." He explained.

Roy nodded. "What about your current family?"

Garfield gave a soft smile, "They've kept me the longest. A couple years ago now… my foster mom and dad, feel like… they're meant to be my real parents… they fit that well, and they have a little girl. I was just so puzzled," he admitted. "I mean, why me, y'know? They could've had a sweet little baby boy, not… someone else's newly turned teenager."

Roy shrugged. "Who knows, I'm sure they're glad they did. They sound really great. Maybe I'll meet them someday." He smiled widely. Loving families really did warm his heart. "As for me, it's just my sister and I. Not much else to say about that. My Uncle funds us." He looked down at his watch. "Speaking of- I'm late to picking her up." He turned to Gar and pulled him into a quick hug. "I meant it yesterday when I said you're something special. You really are."

Instead of pointing anything out, Garfield returned the hug rather quickly, not wanting it to 'seem gay' or whatever he may have thought, poor thing – his thoughts all jumbled up. "Thanks Roy, and yeah – sure, maybe. I'll uh, catch you later. Thanks, for talking to me."

"Yeah. Don't let it happen again." He winked, grabbing his bow and rushing out.

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