curses at himself for letting the smaller kid getting the better of him.

sneaks into the bathroom. "Hey, finally found you-- what the hell?!"

rolls his eyes. "What does it look like?"

leans against the wall, crossing his arms and staring at him, grinning. "Another fight? Geez...Did you at least win something?"

shrugs. "Nah. Made his nose bleed like crazy, though."

nods. "That's something...Who was it? Oh, lemme guess, Alfred?" grins, frowning because he thinks this would've happened sooner or later.

shakes his head. "Nah, I *wish*. I would love to make that Yankee bastard bleed."

"Still can't hit him? Shame on you..." shakes his head. "But, really, who's the boy?" licks his lips, curious.

rolls his eyes. "I'll get him this year, just you wait and see." He promises, and then shakes his head. "It was that short girly lookin guy"

laughs. "The freshman who claims to be a junior? Really, he's not that old, can't be....Pffft, punching a girl, Ale, how bad of you..."

scoffs, rolling his eyes. "He punched me first."

"Right...Hitting on him again?" keeps laughing.

him a dry look. "No!"

laughs even louder. "My...Alejandro, c'mon, confess, you are interested in the boy, ain't you?" puts a hand on his chest, laughing.

throws a paper towel at him. "Come off it, man! I'm *not* interested in him!"

grabs the paper towel and throws it back. "Sure, sure...Girly boy this, girly boy that..." keeps laughing.

scoffs. "I've mentioned him maybe twice."

closes one eye and raises four fingers, half smirking at him. "Two times twice maybe? Three times twice..."

throws another paper towel at him. "I have not, you liar!"

stops laughing. "Hey, stop throwing this bloody thing at me...Ok, ok, you hate him to death, and you are not trying to get in his pants,

deal?" makes a serious face.

rolls his eyes. "Your a jerk, you know that?"

shrugs. "I hear that from time to time..." chuckles.

mutters, "Yeah, I bet you do..."

"Bitches like you, for example, love saying that...Rather sad, but what can I do?" sighs, staring at him.

rolls his eyes. "Love you too, bastard."

laughs. "You and the rest of the school, too bad the others are just shy..." sighs, faking annoyance. "But, don't worry, there's enough

Niels for all o' you..."

laughs. "How *do* you deal with it all?"

"Never wondered why am I such a busy man?" winks playfully.

nods seriously. "I guess that would explain it.

also nods. "Yeah...Must say, sometimes, they ask too much...Especially certain ones, they never get tired of chanting 'Niels, help me~!I got

beaten once again by that yankee'..." looks at him, grinning.

him a deadpan look. "I do not."

simply laughs.

decides to throw yet another paper towel at him.

covers his face with his hands. "Oh, so, is that it?" throws a wet paper towel back at him, aiming at his hair.

scoffs, easily picking it out of his dreadlocks. He smirks, wetting some new paper towles. "Si, that is it."

"Fuck~!"runs out of the bathroom.

laughs.