A/N: Plz excuse any spelling or grammatical errors and if there are any point them out I will try my best to fix them . Now let the story begin! () are Alex's thoughts.

I'm having a regular day at the library (aka home), when 3 loud people come gallivanting in; one was tall, muscular, and had dark skin; to his left a slightly shorter seemingly perfect...man? Was waltzing beside him, and to his right was a short, cute, freckled guy (Wait, cute?)

*cough*, Laurens,*cough*.

All the librarians glared and shushed them, though they only quieted a little bit. I rolled my eyes and sunk deeper in my chair. The largest of the group looked at me and waved warmly; I just ignored them and keep reading; but they came over to my table.

"Can we sit here?" Asked the one I now recognize as Hercules Mulligan.

"Sure, as long as you don't bother me, I'm studying." I say, trying to avoid looking at the freckled one.

"We won't bother you, but my name is Hercules; Herc for short, they are Lafayette; Laf for short." he points to the tall, seemingly perfect one as he says Laf's name, "And he is John Laurens; but we just call him Laurens." He says kindly, unlike my comment.

They go to the opposite side of the table, probably not to bother me; but mainly because my stuff is taking up the other half. I look back at my book and try to tune out the people across from me. I finish all my work within 45 minutes of Herc, Laf, and Laurens arriving at the library; by the looks of it they hadn't gotten much done.

I pack my stuff into my bag and pull out my history text book, planning to read the next 5 chapters before the class; but as I open the book and start reading, I don't get lost in the words like I usually do and find myself glancing up at Laurens multiple times. Sometimes Laurens and I meet eyes and we both look down embarrassed. Herc and Laf slowly are starting to notice, I can tell, and they start whispering to each other; and not including Laurens. All of the sudden they stood up.

"WE ARE GOING TO THE BATHROOM!" They shouted in unison, making everyone in the library jump and give them death glares; then they walked stiffly in that direction.

"Sooo... what is your favorite color?" Laurens asks as soon as the bathroom door shuts.

"Wow, starting with the deep questions, are we? Anyways, it's Caribbean blue." I respond smoothly.

"C-cool, mine is green," He stutters in a small voice. The conversation falls into an awkward silence.

"So, your name is Alexander, right?" He tries to start the conversation again.

"Yeah... But you can call me Ham." We both look back down at our work and stay that way until Herc and Laf come back. When Laurens sees them he gathers their stuff and pushes them out the door, calling a rushed good-bye over his shoulder as he leaves. When the door closes the library's occupants sigh in relief, and I slump against the table groaning at how awkward that interaction was. I try to read again but the effort was in vain, so I pack up my things and head home.

 A/N: Another huge thanks to thatwritermadeofpotatoes (on fanfiction.net)  and if you haven't checked out their stuff yet, you should it's really good! Plz leave a review they make my day :)

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