August 25th, 2014

AUTHOR: anonymous

August 25th, 2014

"Have you seen him yet?"

"No!"

"Oh, you're missing out! He's so hot."

"Ahh, no fair! I wanna see!"

"I heard he has lunch next period, I'll show you him then."

"Yes!"

Alfred chuckled to himself, shamelessly eavesdropping on his classmate's conversation as they discussed the new kid, an apparently super dreamy blond British boy by the name of Arthur.

He'd heard just about everything; Arthur was a prince, Arthur was best friends with a prince, Arthur moved to the states from London to escape a life of crime, Arthur was a professional football player (that is like, totally what they call it over there, BTW), just to name a few.

But those were just the rumors. Alfred knew the truth.

Alfred knew that Arthur was the the second youngest sibling out of the five boys in his family. Alfred knew Arthur's mother was a nurse and his father was a revolutionary war historian. Alfred knew Arthur loved unicorns, was allergic to cats, yet owned a Scottish fold because his younger brother was far too attached to the old thing to get rid of it for Arthur's sake. Alfred knew Arthur's favorite color was green.

He was sitting alone at a table by the window when Alfred entered the lunch line, and thankfully, was still alone when he emerged with his food.

Alfred grinned and crossed the cafeteria.

Arthur, delicately sipping at his pink carton of milk and flipping absently through his newly acquired yearly planner, smiled when he heard Alfred's heavy footsteps approaching.

"I was wondering when you would finally say hello."

Alfred beamed. "Just building up suspense."

Arthur snorted. "Suspense? That's a clever way to say working up the nerve."

"Hey now, you never said hi to me either," Alfred reminded him, taking the seat across from him at the table.

Finally, finally, Arthur looked up from the table to challenge him with his green, green eyes that looked even greener when they weren't behind the computer screen. The smallest hint of a smile crept onto his lips.

"Are you insinuating that I was nervous, Mr. Jones?"

Alfred shrugged. "I'm tall in real life. I imagine it cal be intimidating."

Arthur snorted a laugh into his drink, causing Alfred to provide himself with a silent, internal cheer of victory. "You are an even bigger tosser offline," he said with a laugh, shaking his head and blushing ever so lightly.

Alfred's cheeks hurt as he took a big bite out of his hamburger. He was in for a fantastic year.