Alec Pov
I sat on the school bench next to Laf, Herc and John.

"Can I sign your cast?" John asked.

I glanced down at the cast on my arm and shrugged.
"Yeah sure."

"If Dragons were a real thing, I'd fucking get one." Laf said.

"Dungeons and Dragons comes pretty close to that." John said, pulling a sharpie out of his bag.

"I'm starting a new campaign for that." Herc said, biting into his sandwich.

"Noice." John said, starting to write his name on my cast.

"Is the campaign almost done?" Laf asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"I'd say maybe by Friday. I've been working on it for a couple of months now. You guys could come over to my house then. Unless you have plans or somethin'." Herc replied.

John and I shared a glance.
"I...have a thing.." John said.
"Yeah, me too." I said quickly.

Laf gave John and I...
that
look.

Herc stared at John, Laf and I.
"Did I miss something?.." Herc asked suspiciously.

"John and Alec are suppeeer gay for each other. Like the other day Joh-"

"SHUT UP." John hissed.

Herc nodded and said,
"Oh okay. It's not that surprising."

"What?" John asked.

"Well for starters, John I know you secretly dated Francis for like a year and Alec, Eliza Schuyler, one of the hottest girls at our school tried to get in your pants- which she rarely does- and you denied it." Herc said.

He paused and added,
"Oh, and Maria Lewis tried to make out with one time and again you denied her. Plus you look at John....funny."

"So...you're cool with it?" John asked.

"Yeah. But some people won't. Like Jeffershit and George King and some other bitches...and I'm pan so..it's not like I wouldn't accept you." Herc said.

"You could've just said you're gay for Laf." I muttered.

Laf spat out his drink, coughing loudly. Herc blushed and John laughed his ass off.

I snickered softly.
Someone slammed their hands on our table.

"Listen up assholes." He growled. "Wait..you're Thomas Jefferson, right?" I asked.

He raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Alright. Continue." I said.

"Wait, what happened to your arm? Never mind. Anyway, I'm running for student body President. Y'all just need to sign this paper so I can win against that little shit Aaron Burr." He said.

"Aaron Burr is running? Give me that fuckin paper." John said.

"Burr is the worst." Laf muttered.

"The dude stands for nothing. I honestly think he's a little insane. Always smiling and crap." Herc said.

Laf passed the paper to me and I signed my name.

"Aren't you a little short to be a senior?" A guy asked, leaning on Thomas.

"I'm fifteen but yeah, I'm a senior. I'll be sixteen next Thursday though." I said, handing the paper to Herc.

"You're the youngest one in our group. Im seventeen and John is sixteen. And Herc, he's eighteen." Laf told me.

"Is Aaron an asshole or somethin'?" I asked as Thomas and his friend walked away.

"He's a major wuss." Herc said.

John slid his hand into mine and held it under the table.
I smiled softly.

The bell rang and everyone started to go to classes. John got up but we didn't hold hands as we walked to class.

People would make fun of us.
God I can't wait till Monday.

Wait.

Friday.
I meant Friday.

I have a concussion.
My mind is messed up.
Leave me alone.

The car crash wasn't that severe on my end but it was enough to give me a concussion and broken arm. 
I still came to school though to see John.

As we parted and went our ways John winked at me and left.
It was enough to make me smile.