Shhhhhh (Alex)

[Rowan Booker]

Ah the library, where hookups took place and nerds just say by and watched. What a bunch of pervs right? Rowan had dealt with his fair share of nerdy kids interrupting him and one of his many, many 'friends' in the process of 'studying.' Hint hint, nudge nudge. No, he wasn't ashamed of anything, but that was because he was very comfortable with himself and who he was. Who was this boy you might ask? He's just your typical douchey man whore who really likes to do explicit things that would need to be censored on television and the radio. More or less, his life was a porn movie waiting to happen. Kinky right?

After sending off his latest victim with a smirk and a blown kiss, he tucked his manhood back down into his pants and fixed his hair so it looked a little less wild and crazy. As much as he loved sex, he didn't appreciate sex hair. How could he? He finally got it into its perfect disarray and was quite pleased with himself as he exited the old, dusty part of the library that people only went to if they were looking for a good time. It was like Rowan's own personal office (outside of his bedroom of course). He knew the schedule of the librarian's round about checking by heart, though it took some serious studying time that cut into his social life, it was well worth it. 

Once Rowan was back into the more populated section of the library, he looked around and spotted a few prior hookups, avoiding eye contact at all costs because yikes. And that was when he spotted little Lexie, his buddy. His pal. Okay, the kid probably hated him, but Rowan couldn't help himself. Alexander was too cute not to bug. Honestly, the boy was lucky he didn't get hit on by the older boy more often. Rowan was past that point in their relationship, after all, Alex was more of a little brother, a mentee to his mentor. Get it?

"Alex! Hey there, cutie. Whatcha' up toooo?" He asked, probably a little louder than the librarian who was now glaring at him would have liked. Rowan put his hands up in a surrendering gesture before sitting down next to the young, dark-haired boy. "Sheesh, that lady needs laid. Bad."

[Alexander Rothwell]

Just another aggravating day in the library, homework, studying, projects, blah blah blah. It didn't really help when your foster mom was a teacher, and it was sort of expected for him to at least do his best in school. But that wasn't even the worst part, the fact that he spent five minutes asking the Librarian which table in the building was the newest, was the kicker. The looks he caught while asking questions like that really brought it out of him. He could already feel things tugging at him from where he sat. Maybe he should have asked for a metal folding chair... 

The book was even worse, apparently "To Kill a Mocking Bird" was a popular book here, because memories were already tugging at him from that as well. With an audible sigh the teen released his grip on the book, letting it plop onto the table. He needed something to do, maybe if he pretended to browse over by the history section he could pick up some juicy gossip. Or maybe he should just go back to his dorm and catch a nap before any migraines set in, both were pretty lackluster options. 

He was about to get up, only to mechanically sit back down and grab the book he had left on the table when he saw him. Alex had only known him for what, about a week, and every time he had run into him it was like jumping in front of an embarrassment train. The teen had checked more than twice to see if there was a target painted on his back while in the shower, and though he couldn't find it, he was sure it was there. 

Of course, as soon as he began to speak the flirts came riding out on his words. Alex couldn't help from getting red in the face, it wasn't his fault the guy was obnoxiously attractive. It was terrible, the way the entire room seemed to lock eyes onto them as he plopped down next to him, making a comment about how the Librarian he had been accosting earlier needed to get some. 

"Oh. Well there is a Mrs. in her name, so I am sure she gets enough, you know, on the off hours." Alex stated, though the thought of a female doing anything sexual was completely alien to him. He kept his eyes glued to the book..

So boring why do I can't believe he won't go to the dance with me librarian is such a bitty old lady why doesn't he notice me

Alex blinked, dropping the book back onto the table. Picking up memories like that drove him crazy, that is why he preferred his nook over actual books. There was too much hassle in being lost in a fictional world, only to be torn into a string of other people memories, feelings, and thoughts while they had held onto it. At least it wasn't one of those ancient encyclopedias, kept in the dustier sections of the Library he knew by now to avoid. "Is there something you needed?" Alex asked, turning toward Rowan with a small frown. As of yet, he wasn't exactly a fan of their talks. 

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan simply couldn't help himself. He liked pretty people. A lot. So whenever he found one, he just sort of drifted closer to them and stuck. Alex was very pretty. Okay, no, not pretty. He was beautiful, in that insanely hot way. It was only natural for Rowan to admire his face. And on top of that, this boy was just way too innocent. For a boy his age, it wasn't right. Nope, by his age, he'd already lost his virginity, developed quite the potty mouth and a very crude, vulgar sense of humor. It was next to impossible for him to believe that anyone could be so innocent at the age of sixteen. But he was not a sheltered child, not in the slightest.

Alex's response only caused Rowan to snort, "That's why she's not getting any. Marriage is like the ultimate cock block. A chastity belt for one who has already lost their vcard. Hence the phrase 'ball and chain.' If she was being sexually satisfied, she'd be smiling." Poor Alex, he didn't understand what marriage was like in the real world. He must have been learning from those silly romantic comedies. Though, even they were pretty realistic in the way that sex never really happened after marriage, especially if there was a child involved. Children were major cock blocks. So were dogs. Always up in your business when you're trying to get some. Pft, hence the reason he didn't plan on having children or dogs.

It was kind of adorable, the way that Alex didn't want to think about a woman having sex or being intimate with anyone. Granted, Rowan was pansexual so he liked it all, but he didn't see how the thought could have any real meaning or feeling behind it. When he pictured women having sex, well, everyone knew what happened. Same went for boys. He wasn't particularly sure what it was like being all out homosexual since he liked girls, too, but he was always hearing how gay guys hated the idea of the female reproductive organs. But that was getting way too deep for Rowan to comprehend.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing, classes going pretty well?" He asked because despite what Alexander might think, he really was a nice guy. He just liked having sex a lot more than most people would admit to.

[Alexander Rothwell]

Alex tensed up slightly as, once again, his ideas of anything involving sex was picked apart by Rowan the self proclaimed sex guru. He wasn't sure what it was about him that Rowan seemed to gravitate too. Maybe it was a lack of experience in a subject that Rowan seemed to excel at. It's not like he didn't know about the mechanics involved in doing things, he was a teenager, still completely and fully interested in that certain thing. He just wasn't as active in trying to find something as much as other students. It was almost like a crime to want to find a guy, and actually keep him for more than a week. 

He stole a quick glance toward the librarian once more, glad that she was not close enough to hear the obnoxious conversation going on about her supposed lacking sex life. The rest of the Library was for the most part silent, some students read, others studied, and more stalked in between bookshelves, as if looking for a specific map that would lead them to buried treasure. Alex smiled at the thought, imagining a group of kids dressing up as pirates, and digging a whole bunch of holes in the courtyard. That would be something to write about.

In his distraction, he failed to notice Rowan regarding him in the usual way he did, as if taking stock of an interesting collectible.  When he asked about classes, Alex's response was simple and smooth. "Well, yeah. When your foster is a teacher here, it is kind of hard not too." Hay-lin was blind, and yet she had a very interesting success story to her name. If a blind woman could make something out of her life, then a perfectly normal teenager can manage to get a B or an A on a project. "You don't seem like the type of guy who makes a hobby out of hanging around in the library, why are you here?" His steel grey eyes regarded Rowan with a very specific brand of curiosity. 

[Rowan Booker]

Being in a relationship was over-rated as far as Rowan was concerned. The only time he ever saw someone more than once for longer than a week was if they were great in bed. He had his fair share of regulars as far as hookups went. Booty calls had their perks. One day Alex would understand, though it was his choice whether he took the same path that Rowan had or not. Honestly, Rowan felt as though it was easier, not getting so attached and feeling so settled on one person. It was exhausting just thinking about all of the things that went into being in a relationship. Being committed to someone. It didn't suit his fancy at all.

"Fair enough," Rowan said with a smile. He was a fan of Ms. Mae, though she cracked down on students pretty hard, he could respect her for it. Not to mention she didn't seem to put up with people's crap and he didn't doubt that she could cause some serious damage if she wanted to. He was mainly just glad that his parents weren't teachers because then he'd probably have been forced to actually give a shit about school. No, he wasn't horrible, but school bored him in ways that he couldn't even describe. So yes, Alex was right that he wouldn't seem the type to spend his time in the library. But poor Alex didn't know what exactly went on when the librarian was occupied. Lots of muffled noises coming from the back corner of the library. (Okay, he was exaggerating, it wasn't that often that he had sex back there. If anything it was like every couple of weeks. Hello that's what bedrooms were for.)

Alex's innocent question had Rowan smiling. "Alex, this is a rare case that I'm going to spare you that answer. And the only reason I'm doing this is because usually when someone asks that question I have to show them what I do here and I'm fairly sure you don't want that to happen," He winked at the younger boy and laughed quietly. The librarian gave him a look and he just ducked his head a little. She really didn't seem to like him very much. It was like she knew he was getting more than she was. Which with his reputation milling about, it wouldn't have been all that surprising.