~Alex POV~

I angrily stared down my new found enemy Thomas Jefferson, as he gave the debate as to why we should explore space more instead of our own ocean first.
It's a stupid topic, believe me, I know, but the point that's making me angry is that he's winning.

No one beats me in debate.
No one beats me in debate and lives to tell the tale.*

He finished up his side and smirked at me. I scowled at him.
"You think you're so smart, don't 'cha, Jeffershit?" I said, now smirking.
I heard a few 'Ooh's coming from the class.

"We should obviously finish learning about the planet we live on before going into space, and finding next to nothing that can help us in the near future." I spat.

"What about colonizing planets?" He asked slyly, not even looking at me, but looking at his nails.
"I-" I drew a blank and grunted in frustration.

"I think that concludes Debate class for today. Jefferson wins." Mr.Washington said.

I blinked rapidly in confusion and snarled. I went outside and waited for the disgusting magenta tree. As soon as he walked out I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom.
"Okay, listen, you magenta fuck."
"That's a very creative name, Hamilon." He sneered at me.
I glared.
"Don't mess with me, Or my friends. And stop trying to be 'Buddy, Buddy' with Laf."
I slapped him and spun around, walking out of the bathroom.

~Thomas's POV~

I held my hand up to my cheek, feeling the now sensitive skin. 
'Am I really in love with this man?'
'After all he's done to me?'

I walked out into the halls and I see Laf by what I can only assume is his locker. I walk up to him and tap his shoulder. He spins around, frightened, but then relieved to see it was just me.

"Thomas! What happened to your cheek?!" He exclaimed, starting to get overly worried. He grabbed my face and started examining it.
"Hamilton". I say deadpanned.

He sighs. "Of course." 
"I'll have to tell him to be nicer," Laf said while letting go of my face.
I shake my head and suddenly my eyes widen.

For some reason, I can't breathe. I start wheezing. 
I cough once and I can breathe again.
Doesn't seem like too much of a big deal, maybe someone got in my throat somehow.

Laf's color was drained from his body.
"Laffy?" I said, carefully.

"P-p-p" He kept stuttering, unable to make words.

I looked down at my feet.

"Petals"