"So... Tell us everything!" Angelica Schuyler squealed over her cup of coffee. John sighed, rolling his eyes. They all did this, gossiped, every time they "studied" at Starbucks.
"There's nothing to tell. There was a new guy. Herc and I talked with him. End of discussion." He grumbled, pretending to read over some notes.
"Alright," Angelica's younger sister Eliza rivaled, smirking, "so how do we get from 'there was a new guy' to having his number on your arm?"
John blushed, looking away. "He was nice, alright? And it was Mulligan's idea anyway!" Mulligan shrugged, putting his hands up and winking. John groaned and flopped his head down on the desk. "You guuuuuuyyyysss..." He complained.
"So was he cute?" The third and youngest Schuyler sister, Peggy, teased. She was sitting in Mulligan's, her boyfriend's, lap, but was also leaning forward enough to jokingly poke at John's head.
Mulligan actually answered for him, saying, "Hell yes. Even I might have gone for it," which elicited an eyebrow raise from Peggy. He smiled and kissed her nose, to which everyone else around the table loudly (and obnoxiously) awwed.
"For the record, Mulligan's actually right for once," John admitted, lifting his head off the table. Lafayette, who had been relatively quiet up until then, smirked.
"So you like this boy, qui?" he asked, sticking his tongue out. John sighed, grumbling.
"You know what, Lafayette? Shut your face," He shot, although without much malice. Laf mock gasped.
"You know, it's against the rules to argue with a Frenchman!" he laughed. John shook his head, laughing.
"Since when, you stale baguette?" He retorted, flicking some crumbs at him. Laf giggled, and repeated his question.
"So, you do have a, how you say, crush, on this boy?" Everyone turned expectingly towards John.
"Yes, alright, I have a crush on Alexander!" He finally sighed, throwing his hands up in defeat. Angelica smiled, and Eliza laughed in triumph.
"You should bring him around sometime!" Peggy noted. John shook his head instantly.
"Slow down, Peg Leg," he insisted, "I barely know this guy, alright?"
Angelica cocked an eyebrow and said, "You could get to know him, if you texted Mr..." She pulled his hand forward. "Mr. A. Ham." She winked, as John pulled hid hand away, blushing scarlet.
"Come on, Angie, give him a break," Eliza cut in, although she was smirking too. "John'll never bring him over if we keep giving him shit about it." From his chair, John mumbled in agreement.
"Whatever. I should get going, guys," he announced, standing up. John walked over, kissed Eliza on the cheek, and mumbled, "Thank you." She smiled back at him, and the others waved as he grabbed his notes and headed for the door.
It was only a short walk from the coffee shop to John's appartment, and pretty soon he was back home. After unlocking the door and dropping his bag on the floor, he settled down on his couch. He could have, should have, been doing homeowork. Or studying. Or writing his argument for public speaking. Or about a million other things, none of which included thinking about Alex. The problem was, that was the *only* thing he was doing. And then he wasn't exactly thinking about him in a, "There's a new guy," way.
"I am so utterly fucked..." John sighed, pulling out his phone and entering the number. "Hey. This is John, from class. Just wanted to say Hi." He paused, read over the screen, and added another little detail. ":)"
Alright, first of all, I'm sorry for this chapter being so short. I've been really busy lately, and so these next few chapters may be shorter than you (and I) would like them to be. Please try to forgive, and I'll work on getting longer content out ASAP. Don't forget to comment, I'd appreciate any feedback y'all have for me!