A/N Guess who's back again! *Does a ridiculously stupid dance* Alright, Its time for...THE WASHINGTONS!!!!!
P. S. I'm terrible at naming Chapters so I think I'm just gonna change them to numbers.

Thomas P.O.V.

Laf begins pulling me towards the kitchen while speaking French, but I'm not listening, my attention is being held by the new kid.

He had shoulder length dark hair, tanned skin, and deep brown eyes. While I continued to look at him multiple emotions swirled through me. Confusion, curiosity, interest, and one that I couldn't quite name. It felt like my stomach was tying itself up, but in a good way?

We meet eyes and I quickly look away, I shift my eyes to look around at the other 'monsters' that surrounded him. Hercules was glaring at Laf's hand while it was holding mine. And John was giving me a look that seemed to say 'back off, this is my property', but I wasn't sure about what he was claiming.

I look around again, where was James? I soon notice him standing by the adults taking to the women, he glances over at me after his mom points in this direction, a blush dusts his cheeks and he adverts his eyes.

Why was everyone acting so weird today? By the time I realize it, Laf had successfully pulled me all the way to the table. He moved a chair so that it was right next to him. Hercules didn't seem to like this. He gives me one look then stands up.

"In going to my room." He says turning his back towards us and waking away. Laf reaches his hand out as to keep him from leaving, but he quickly puts it back down. When I look at his face there is a small frown appearing on his face. To distract him I change the subject.

"So, what do you wanna do?" I ask looking Laf. He seems to think for a second.

"Oh! I know, lets pretend that we're visiting France!" He says his frown disappearing, and being replaced with a smile.

"Yeah!" I say, he grabs my hand and pulls me upstairs towards his room. French time, is the best time.

Alex P.O.V

Well, they say you meet new people every day. But that kid was different. I'm pretty sure that was Thomas, due to the way Laf and him were speaking French.

He had lots of dark curly hair surrounding his head, he had dark skin, lighter than Herc's, but darker than mine, like the exact same shade of Laf's. He had dark chocolate eyes, and a smirk for a smile. Wait a minute...if Thomas pulled up his hair, he and Laf would like like twins!

The first few seconds I could feel his eyes on me, and when I looked to meet his eyes, he quickly looked away. I wonder if he's shy. *Pffft please*

When I look next to me John is scowling at the spot Thomas had just been standing.

"What's wrong?" I ask poking him in the side. His eyes meet mine.

"Nothing, I just don't like Thomas." He says crossing his arms. This is the first moment in a long time that John actually looked like the small child that he is. It made me giggle a little.

"Ok. Where's the other one...James?" I ask stretching out the question because I couldn't remember the name.

"He's over there with the adults." He says pointing to a kid who I could have swore looked exactly like Herc...small world that we live in.

"Well, if he's gonna be sharing a room with me I should probably go introduce myself." At the mention of him staying with me John tensed up and began to frown again. I can hear him mumble something under his breath but I'm not sure what so I shrug it off. I stand up and walk across the room to James.

"Hi, I'm Alexander but people call me Alex." I say sticking my hand out like formal adults do. He looks at my hand and smiles.

"James, nice to meet you." He says shaking my hand.

"I guess we're sharing a room, I hope you don't mind." I say scratching the back of my neck.

"Nah, I don't mind much." He says waving it off.

"So, would you like to see my room? It probably looks different then from before I came here." I say trying to start something here.

"Sure!" He says. I begin walking and from the corner of my eye I see James following me.

"Hey James, do you like to write?" I ask climbing the stairs.

"Liking to write is an understatement...I think, that word confuses me." He says making a face.

"Haha, same, don't feel bad." I say laughing.

Another writer. My prayers have been answered.

John P.O.V (so many in this chapter)

So...Alex just left me! First Herc, then Laf, and now Alex! Everyone always forgets me. I hate being the youngest.

I also hate Thomas, that stupid, curly headed, macaroni eating, jerk! I saw the way he was looking at Lexi, so I gave him my 'back off, this is my property' look. Because, Lexi is mine, and only mine. I'm not willing to share.

Not only that, but James freakin Madison is sharing a room with Lexi. That's not even fare! I've know Lexi way longer and I only got to stay in his room one time! Where James, gets to be there the entire month!

I'm not really that worried about James though, just jealous. I know that he has a thing for Thomas and just won't tell him.

But I'm worried about Thomas. I don't know what he's feeling or what Lexi's feeling. I just know that the next time he looks at my Lexi like that, will be the last time he looks at anything.

I need to keep those two apart. No wait! I have an even better idea. If I can make a them hate each other then I won't have to worry about Thomas taking Lexi from me!

Time to start plotting.