A Few Months Later...

Angelica's POV

     I never thought John would meet someone for him. Is he showing signs of affection? Yes. Is he being obvious about it? No. But he shows it clearly when he's with him or us. He tends to stutter a lot and be awkward. What else is new?

FeminismCalled?: guys

Burningyou: What?

AndPeggy: What is it??

FeminismCalled?: We need to throw a party

FeminismCalled?: plz

Burningyou: At Schuyler Estate?

FeminismCalled?: yea

AndPeggy: mkay. Daddy doesn't have to know ;b

Burningyou: Oh boy...

     After I decided to text them, the girls came rushing into the room. Questions like "What food?" and "What time?" flew around the room. "Girls, chill!" I exclaimed. "If we're gonna do this, we first off need guests!" Silence filled the room. Then it was all so clear to us who we were gonna invite. "The Squad." We all said in unison. "Eliza, go cover that. Peggy, go get some snacks, doesn't matter what, just buy the whole store if I care. I will cover the rest." They all rushed off to different places. I got out my phone and started mapping out the party. I drew my attention to my messages after realizing Peggy had texted me.

AndPeggy: Drinks?

FeminismCalled?: Drinks.

     I continued to map out a schedule. The party would start at 8 o'clock, and end whenever everyone left or passed out. I loved being in control of things, I feel so powerful, and God-like.

                                                                                        Le Timeskip~

     A few hours later, Peggy came back with at least 10 bags. "How much money did you spend?" I chuckled. "Around 5-900 dollars..." She said with a worried smile. "Daddy won't know." I said with a wink. She laughed and continued to stuff the cabinets with the things she bought. Eliza came out of her room, after a million years. "It took you 2 hours to send a text in the group chat?" I asked her with a playful smirk on my face. "I'll have you know, I took a nap." She laughed at her own comment. "Okay, so we got everything planned, right?" Peggy asked from afar. "We had this to begin with."

     "What?" Me and Eliza asked in unison. "This." Peggy said while pulling out a big box of different party items. "Sweet!" Eliza said with a smile. "We have food, drinks, more food, party stuff, I think we're good to go!" Peggy said with obvious excitement. "Wait!" I stopped them from beginning their conversation. "What about our outfits?" Their faces went a little pale. "One second!!" Eliza said, rushing off to somewhere from our dorm. She came back five minutes later with three outfits. A tank top and high-waisted shorts, another tank top with jeans and a long, red, sweater, and another tank top that was held up at the neck with a portion of it cut out and replaced with fishnet, and another pair of high-waisted shorts.

     We looked at her with excitement and gave her a smile. She handed us the outfits and smiled back. "Well?" She asked playfully. "I love it!" Peggy said gleefully. "Same here, girl." I commented. This is going to be the best party ever...

Laurens' POV

     It's been about two months since college started, and I've already noticed some particular things about Alexander. One, at night, he likes to write in a journal he keeps in the drawer of his bedside table. Two, he's a coffee addict. Literally. He's lucky if he's only had three cups in a day. Three, he writes like a MONSTER. He's the fastest writer I've ever seen. He was assigned a writing prompt last week that had the minimum of 10 pages, and he had it done within an hour! Not even ten, like twenty pages! In ONE HOUR. I swear, he's mentally unstable. And four, he seems pretty chill. He's actually really fun to hang out with. We had a movie night last week, we watched Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. It was so good! The wonder and glee in his eyes was amazing, absolutely breathtaking. And, it turns out they made a musical out of it. It's pretty good. But I do prefer Be More Chill out of any musical, it's so good! Who doesn't love it? Or Alexander? Wait, whoa, calm down, Brain. You do NOT have a crush on him. You don't, you met him two months ago. This is insane. Speaking of Alexander, though, we should give him the "Friend Quiz." Herc made it up in middle school. It has questions like, "How old are you?" And "Where is your birthmark?" Yeah, they're weird, but he was hysterical when he made them and refuses to change it.

     I was broken from my thoughts when I heard the door click. In came Alexander, his hair tied back in a messy ponytail. I've lived with him for two months and I've never seen him with his hair styled like that. "You like what you see?" He asked playfully, breaking my thoughts. I realized I was staring at him for the whole time, God, I need to stop that! "Sorry, I was thinking..." I said, smiling shyly. "Interesting." He said setting up his laptop. More specifically, a MacBook. (FITE ME) "Another paper?" I asked. "Nooo, it's totally not another paper." He responded with hinted sarcasm.

     "How many pages do you plan to do?" I commented. "Around thirty..." He replied. "Well how many are required?" "Ten..." Wow. He's a writing machine, seriously. "Honestly, you need to chill with the writing." I responded. I stood up and walked over to him. I peered over his shoulder. He just started like 2 minutes ago and he's already got five hundred words. Wow. "I'm gonna go get some coffee, want some?" I asked. "Please." He begged. I laughed at his comment and headed out the door. The coffee shop was really close to the college. It was so convenient. A little TOO convenient, because Alex would go there All. The. Time. It was almost funny how much he went there on a daily basis. I finally reached the shop after five-six minutes. I opened the door to the building which TRIGGERED a bell at the top of it. I walk towards the counter, thinking about what I wanted. Probably what I usually get, regular with cream. Alex only drinks black so I got it covered.

     "What would you like to order, sir?" The cashier asked me. "Two medium coffees, one plain and one with cream." I said. "Your total is $5.89." I placed a ten dollar bill on the counter. "Your change is $4.21." She said handing back my change. I waited for a few minutes before she handed the coffees to me. "Have a good day, sir!" "Y-You too." I said while walking out the door. I should've got Alex a donut or something. He hasn't eaten a lot today, after all. Oh well, we can get something later if we're hungry. 

                                                                       Five Minutes Later...

Alex's POV

     I broke out of furiously typing on my computer and turned to the door. John was home, and with coffee, too! "Thank you thank you thank you!" I said snatching one out of his hand. "Alex that's-" I cut him off by taking a huge sip. Then I realized something.

This was cream.

     I spit it out which John laughed hysterically at. "Oh my god...I told you!" He said with another laugh. I handed the coffee back too him and he handed me the right one. I took one big sip once again. "Much better." I said with a pleased sigh. He chuckled at my comment and layed back down on the couch, switching on the T.V. He flicked through the channels and attempted to find something suitable. I turned back to my laptop. I continued to type. I kept glancing at my roommate. He's actually kinda cute...as absurd as it sounds, I might have a crush on him. I just might. He's perfect. His company is more than enjoyable, that's a start. His eyes perfectly reflect the light and his personality. His hair is so...

floofy.

     Not to mention, he's got a great sense of humor. He's caring and empathetic yet still so strong. He's literally perfect. I turn back to my laptop and continue to type. Everything was irrelevant to me, just a screen and words. That is all I see. I finish it up within an hour and save the document. "Hey, there's a movie on, wanna watch it with me?" Laurens called up from the couch. "What is it?" I asked, implying that I would watch it with him. "Coraline!" He replied. I've never seen a lot of movies, since I came from a dirt poor household. "Sure!" I said as I closed my laptop and sat on the couch with him. He threw the blanket he was lying under on top of me. He pulled me closer to him. I could feel my cheeks heating up as I cuddled back. This would be a good night...