Lams Fluff [In Progress]

School's Out

Alex POV
"John. John, wake up. John" Alex half-whispered half yelled.
Man he sleeps like a brick. A sly grin came across Alex's face, and stayed there as he scurried to his room and dug through his stuff. Ah, here it is... Alex crept back into John's room ever so quietly, and blasted- an airhorn. John popped up so fast with such a scared look on his face that Alex laughed. Hard.

John's POV
Why is he laughing that hard? It wasn't that funny. It was mean. I can't have him think that I'm bothered by it. Just act distant. Play hard to get. Like last night never happened. Oh god, that'll be soo hard.
John crawled out of bed and shot Alex a RBF. "Yeah, whatever." He said casually. Ooh ima mess with him. John took off his shirt and started rummaging through his drawer. He pulled out a pair of boxers and took off his sweatpants. "Are you just gonna stand there, perv?" He said to Alexander's red face. Alex blinked. "Uh, I uh, um I'm just gonna, ahem, erm, yeah. Just.." He stuttered while backing up out of John's room. John laughed cruelly.

Alex POV
Ouch. He sounded so mean. I get the feeling he's messing with me right now. Maybe use should screw with him, too. Ooh, smart.
"What do you want for breakfast, Jackie?" Alex called. An angry growl came from John's room. "Do NOT call me Jackie! I'm not having breakfast here, I'm meeting someone!" He called out. Oh. Who's he meeting? Another guy? Is it because I moved too fast? But he said he liked me... Hmm. "Did you remember Mulligan asked us to their place three days ago?" Alex said. He could almost hear the face- palm from the kitchen. "Shit, I totally forgot! Uh, what's it for?"
"Lafayette's parents are coming over from France, and Laf really wanted then to meet us!" John walked out of his room. Looking as hot as ever. Focus. Don't think like that.
"You're joking." Alex shook his head and John groaned. "They haven't been out of France in eleven YEARS. And they pick today?!" Alex rolled his eyes. Such a drama queen. "Why, who was your all-important date with?" John cried, "It wasn't a date! Shove off!" Alex crossed his arms. "You didn't answer the question. Who. Was. It. With?"
"Thmisdj Jibrfsn" John muttered.
Alex played along and put a hand to his ear. "I'm sorry, what? I didn't hear you. What's that you said?"
"THOMAS JEFFERSON, okay?!" John yelled, pouting like a small child.
"WHAT? No. Nope. Not today. I'm done. Out of here." Alex held up both hands and walked backwards a few steps. "What? What's wrong with Thomas. He's nice and listens to me. He always asked the right questions, so talking is never awkward." Alexander huffed indignantly and said, "My DOG speaks more eloquently." John blinked.
"You don't have a dog, Alex."
"Yeah, whatever. See you there. You better change into nicer clothes. Bye." Alexander was halfway put the door before he turned back and said, "Oh and by the way, Monseuir Lafayette is they/them." before turning around and leaving.

Okay, okay, I know, I'm being lazy, I just wanted to publish what I have, because I'm really busy. I might go back and finish this day, but it sort of didn't take the direction I wanted, and I just rolled with it. It was supposed to be a day in the school fair and SHIT like that, and Eliza would pop up and be a pink-pimple-pain-in-the-ass. So I decided not to. Yeah yeah I hear you all, 'yay megs, ur the best!' But yeah, gonna MAYBE do that a different day. And spread the word, comment, and vote. I AM TAKING ONE SHOT REQUESTS. and I will NOT throw them away! Yours in demigodishness and all that. Peace out!
Meghan Franklin
PS the drawing is mine.