Library [9.42]

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Boys and been girls and girls had been boys and Anemone had stayed Anemone.

Which was fine by her. The only male Human-Form she'd ever heard of was Gonzy, and, well, EW.

She settled in behind the desk with her copy of Grimm's Tales or the meta to find more stories about people transforming into new and different shapes. Just because she could.

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Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Rodney replied unenthusiastically. "You really weren't kidding about not taking notes, were you?"

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "Do you think I should? I've never had to take notes before." He'd always found that a calculated smile and a tight enough shirt got him plenty far.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"I think that if you want to pass this class and possibly graduate high school, it might be a good habit to get into," he snarked.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin took a seat across from Rodney and glanced at the books. "So, Rod, you single?" he asked, trying to push off the actual work at hand.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"I, yes, what?" Rodney shook his head dismissively. "Is there something specific that was giving you trouble that we should start with?" He was trying to get the ball rolling here.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin reached out and took the book closest to him. "Well, whatever we've talked about in class, I guess," he replied. He flipped few a couple of pages, frowned, and pushed it away.

"No hot chicks around that dig your nerdy cuteness?" he asked.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"Not lately," Rodney grumped, distracted. "Let's see," he said as he flipped through his notes. "Carter started off with gravitation, so we should look at that first. But, you'd think more girls would appreciate a genius," he added randomly.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin thought back to Derrick, his first love, and how they had made out over a chess set. "I know some dudes that can appreciate genius," he said, smiling.

"Gravitation? That's just like gravity, right? Like what causes things to fall?" He nudged the book further away.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"That's, um, oh," Rodney was a little lost regarding this line of conversation. "Here," he pushed the book back towards Kevin. "Let's look at Newton," Rodney tapped the page.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin did as requested. "He's not hot," he responded. "Though the lighting in the picture is bad, and it's in black and white, which just makes him more pasty." He shrugged and pushed the book back towards Rodney.

"You've got nice arms," he noticed. "Do you work out?"

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"Yeah and the hair (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/39/GodfreyKneller-IsaacNewton-1689.jpg) wasn't helping him either," Rodney agreed. "But that really has no bearing on the amazing contributions he made towards the advancement of science," he argued.

"Um, thanks?" Rodney wasn't sure if that was the appropriate response. "Actually, I don't. I really try to avoid the gym as much as possible when Dex isn't on my case."

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

"Dex, huh?" Kevin chuckled. "Sugar daddy?"

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"What?! No!" Rodney exclaimed, forgetting he was in the Library. "He's that caveman of a P.E. teacher who seems to get a kick out of singling me out for no reason whatsoever," he complained.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin had seen enough pornos to know that probably wasn't the case. "Dude, sounds to me like your gym teacher wants you," he said with authority. "Probably can't get enough of seeing you squirm around in your gym shorts."

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

Rodney stared at Kevin incredulously. His mouth was hanging open.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

"See! It makes sense now that you think about it, right?" He leaned back, crossed his arms, and nodded. "Is he hot? Or is he like one of those overly-macho, hairy dudes with a porn stache and bad cologne?" Because there were only two categories, obviously.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"That makes no sense! None!" Rodney righteously denied. "He is rather hairy, though. Dreadlocks. But that's irrelevant," he quickly continued. "He's more than likely jealous of my intellect."

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

"Dude, you're like, um..." What was the phrase? "Protesting, like, way too much. A stud with dreadlocks isn't going to give a flip about your intellect."

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"You're imagining things," he stated. "What, you think a 'stud with dreadlocks' is going to 'give a flip' about some high schooler?" This was said with air quotes. "That's both ridiculous and morally questionable."

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. "Would you do him?" he asked.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"No, but I'm starting to think you would." This was not a positive thing.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin thought about, then shook his head. "Nah, I'm in a relationship," he replied. He decided not to push the issue any further, knowing how hard denial could be.

"So, are we done yet?" he asked, glancing back down at the book.

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"We haven't done anything, yet," he explained slowly.

Re: Morning

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin was confused; he'd looked at the book.

"Well, what's left?"

Re: Morning

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

Rodney let his head fall into his arms on the table. "Do you really want to learn anything, or did you just think it would be fun to waste my time?" His voice came out slightly muffled.