John's face turned red, he was concerned as to what Alex meant by 'repetitive actions'.

"Come on," Alex got up and held his hand out to John who hesitantly took it. Alex lead him out of the bedroom, passed the girl's room, passed the living areas, passed the kitchen, passed even the offices to a small, white door held closed by a hook-and-eye latch.

"Ready?" Alex unlatched the door. John nodded and climbed into the ventilation system after him. Soon an unnecessary vent was open, which the boys slipped through to the building's foundations. There was a nice bookshelf, filled the brim with old and new books alike beside a blue bean bag chair with a rainbow blanket draped over it. A little, black table with a stack of three books sat between the shelf and chair. Alex plopped down, wrapping the blanket around himself, and picking up the top book on the stack.

"Go on, spin around, flap your hands, do what you need to," Alex said, starting to read. John looked at him, startled he knew what John meant by 'repetitive actions'

"Ah-how? How did you know?"

"My brother, James, had Autism as well. He did the same thing you do."

"The same thing...?"

"The cutting," Alex responded flatly. "He did that too." John nodded, before humming and slowly spinning around.

"John?"

"Hm?"

"Aren't you dizzy?"

"Yes!" John giggled as he stopped and stumbled in front of Alex. He ended up falling and being caught in Alex's lap. He was basically lazily sitting on his lap.

John giggled even more "But I like the feeling of being dizzy!"

Alex laughed as he lifted the light, dizzy boy up, so he was sitting right. Their faces close, noses touching.

"Alex…?" John held a surprisingly comfy eye contact with him. Alex's eyes flutter closed as he closed the distance that seemed like valleys away.

Their hearts exploded as John melted into the kiss. He kissed girls before, but it never felt like this… Their lips moved, synchronized. Alex's hands moved around under his shirt and traced lines between the freckles. John took off his shirt, as did Alex.

"Al-Alex? Is… Is this what you want me to do…?"

"Only if you want to, don't give a rat's ass what I want."

"I… Alex… I, I want you so badly."

"Then let's go…"

"One thing first?"

"Yes, baby?"

"You have to drink water."

"Fine."

John slammed their lips together. Thank God they were alone.

After hours of staying there they climbed out, mainly for food. A big group of kids at at a brown table, Hamilton, to big guys, two tan girls, and very skinny pale girl.

"Hey guys! This is John." Alex annouced they nodded.

"Bonjour, mon ami!" One of big guys said, holding out his hand. John stared at it, not knowing what to do. The frenchmen cleared his throat, "I'm Marquis De Lafayette. Call me Laf."

The other big guy next to him spoke up "I'm Hercules Mulligan. Call me Herc or Mully."

"So you're the 'Ploy Pair'?" John asked.

"Oui."

"I'm Angelica, and these are my sisters, Peggy and Eliza." A tan girl said, she worea pink crop top, shorts and had dark, fluffy hair. Peggy looked like her, but bigger fluff of hair and wore a yellow sundress. Eliza wore a baby blue, poofy dress that blended with her skinny, pale body.

Peggy smiled bright and waved, Eliza smiled weakly. They all ate, except Eliza, who picked at her food, not taking a bite despite the adult's nagging.

Once everyone but her finished she was held back when every was free to go to get ready for bed. She screamed and fought them as they tried to force her to eat. They evenually gave up, and settled on taking her in to be tubed tomorrow.

John sat on his bed, in nothing but his tee shirt as Alex scribbled something down in his notebook. John loudly yawned and flopped on the bed. He relaxed his body, the smell of a cheap air freshener biting and offending his nose.

Crash!

Both boys jumped at the sound as a bright light flashed through the window. John calmed down fast, but Alex stayed tense.

"Alex, are you-"

Crash!

Soon drops of water hit the window, Alex froze still.

"Alex?" John touched him. Alex flinched and then held John tightly.

"No no no no… I won't let you die… Stay here… I'll save you.. I promise…" Alex craddled a very confused John. He tried to free himself, but it was no use.

"Alex? Can we lay down?"" John spoke softly, not knowing what else to do. Alex nodded and layed them both down.

Alex sobbed and cried until he was asleep, John still in his arms. John held his head close to Alex's chest, the rythmn of his heartbeat and breath lulling him to sleep.