spamalot } { of new boys and shy noobs

[impetere]

Liam: [is back in school and in study hall, sitting with his history book and taking a make-up open book exam that he has to hand in when he goes to his next class.]

Landon: [is still not entirely impressed with this school. He knows why his family decided to pick him up and move him to a one horse town like this one, but he'd still like it on record that he objects on every level. That being said when he spots Liam sitting by himself he pauses, tipping his head to the side for a moment, then making his way closer, taking the seat on the opposite end of the table and sliding into it, oh so casually]

Liam: [looks up a moment just to see who sat down, back to his test and then back up because new person] Hi.

Landon: Hey. [a bit of a smile] Am I bothering you?

Liam: No, not at all. I'm just doing this dumb make up test. I pretty much know the answers but the teacher wants it worded in a specific way.

Landon: Semantics. I hate that.

Liam: Me too. Luckily I'm good at history. Now if this was chem? I'd totally be SOL.

Landon: [laughs] I'm just considering myself lucky that you all were on the same page as my last school. Not much for me to catch up with.

Liam: You just moved here?

Landon: Yeah, from New York. I'm Landon.

Liam: Well, welcome to Beacon Hills. I'm Liam.

Landon: Thanks. Did you grow up here?

Liam: [shakes his head] No, I actually was from San Francisco. I've been here a little over two years now.

Landon: Someone who's experienced the outside world. Consider me intrigued.

Liam: [chuckles] This place isn't so bad once you figure out the good places to hang out at. And LA is only an hour away. But yeah, it's so not New York.

Landon: It's just a bit of culture shock, you know? Everybody's suddenly in everyone's business, and while I love a good busybody there's a point where it just gets excessive.

Liam: Yeah, tell me about it. Sometimes some things shouldn't be anyone's business. [obviously a fresh hurt as he looks back at his test, putting in the next answer]

Landon: [oh hello. His eyebrows go up a bit, before tipping his head to the side] Anyone I should avoid?

Liam: [he just shrugs one shoulders] Jocks will be jocks.

Landon: [eye roll] Meatheads.

Liam: I mean, I play lacrosse, so I guess I'm a jock too, but I'm not like some of them. They think that just because they're on varsity they are better than anyone else.

Landon: [his eyebrow goes up at that] And what do you think?

Liam: I think people should be dealt with on who they are, not what they are. And that you shouldn't be an asshat just become someone's different.

Landon: I couldn't agree more.

Liam: [looks back up, and there's a smile there] Good to know. So why'd you move here?

Landon: [makes a face] Family decided they needed a change of scene, neglected to consult me first.

Liam: Ouch. Yeah, that has to suck. But hey, it's only for a few years, and then you're free and can go back for college, right?

Landon: True. But my actual career prospects have been violently derailed. [he really did not want to audition another partner, and he hated being behind as it was.]

Liam: [blinks] Career?

Landon: Dance. I do ballroom, and now my partner is currently three thousand miles away and probably finding someone new.

Liam: Oh. Oh, well yeah, I can image that would make it hard to rehearse. You can probably find someone in LA. Not that it would be the same, I bet.

Landon: No. And honestly, I'm going to have enough going on trying to keep up with school. But maybe in the summer.

Liam: Well, I'm sure you could find something to do here to keep you in shape until then.

Landon: Oh, I'm sure I will. [that totally isn't flirty what are you talking about]

Liam: [nope, he totally picked up on that and he may be blushing a bit as he looks back at his book]

Landon: [ah-ha so he was right about that. That just makes him grin before he goes back to his own studies and leaves them in silence for the moment]

Liam: [yup, focusing on his school work, and trying not to make it obvious he's looking up occasionally at the new guy who may or may not be flirting with him he has no experience in this okay uncle Cormac help him psychically!]

Landon: [he's just going to slowly sliiiiiiide one seat over so that he's sitting directly across from him now, for no reason whatsoever]

Liam: [oh crap. what does he do. WHAT DOES HE DO?!?!?!?! yeah he's just going to stare really hard at that last question because his mind can't do history at the moment and who cares about who wrote Silent Spring anyway when there is a hot new guy trying to flirt with you]

Landon: [aww, he loves it when they're shy. he keeps his eyes on his book for the most part and lets his foot drift over, brushing against Liam's under the table]

Liam: [and he jumps, looking up at Landon and yeah, he's blushing] I um... I think I need to um...

Landon: [glances up, and almost look disappointed] Go?

Liam: [it's a puppy whimper because he doesn't want to go, but he has no idea how to handle all... this. Yet. Nope, so not ready for all of you, Landon even if you are really hot and totally his type because yeah, that's his type. Totally his type.] Yeah, I need to get this in to my teacher before the end of the period. But um, I'll see you around?

Landon: [nods a bit] Yeah. Sure.

Liam: Awesome. So I'll, um... I'll see you later then. [and goes to pick his books up and starts to walk away, then goes back and grabs his actual test with a nervous smile and ESCAPES]

Landon: [yeah, that's a shameless grin as he watches him escape before going back to his book]

Liam: [and he's going to totally go hand in his test (forgetting to answer that last question) and then going to hide in Coach McCall's office since it's empty and no one will find him there, right?]

Landon: [nope. totally won't. a nosy incubus absolutely will not be poking around, looking to get himself into trouble.]

Cora: [follows the scent of her nephew to Scott's office and knocks lightly on the door before she opens it] What're you doing in here?

Liam: [looks up at his aunt guilty] Hiding?

Cora: From what?

Liam: The cute new kid in study hall who was flirting with me.

Cora: [grins a bit at that] Really?

Liam: I got scared. I don't know how to flirt, Aunt Cora. I mean, Gabe does it so easily but I just... I don't know.

Cora: It is something that takes practice.

Liam: [bites his lip] Yeah, but this kid’s like all there and I just am... not.

Cora: Uh-huh. [sighs as she moves to sit next to him] So what happened?

Liam: [tells her everything because Aunt Cora is totally one of his gossip people, up to how Landon had rubbed his leg and he fled like a chicken] I totally freaked. He probably thinks I'm an idiot now.

Cora: No, if I know guys like that he probably thinks it's adorable. [because Stiles was the same way, but usually just when it came to her]

Liam: [bites his lip, eyes wide in hope] Really?

Cora: Yeah. Your uncle Stiles was the same way. It drove me crazy.

Liam: This guy is really nothing like Uncle Stiles.

Cora: Then what is he like?

Liam: He's from New York. A dancer. Smirks a lot and he um... he didn't smell fully human either. Actually smelt kinda sweet.

Cora: What kind of sweet?

Liam: [thinks] I dunno. Not like sugar, but just kinda... I dunno, I just kinda wanted it.

Cora: Huh. [head tips] What's his name?

Liam: Landon.

Cora: [nods] Curly hair, kind of a smartass?

Liam: Yeah.

Cora: He's in my second period.

Liam: So you've seen him already.

Cora: I have. He started here last week.

Liam: What do you know about him?

Cora: He seems like a nice kid. His scent is a little off but nothing alarming. If you want, I could ask my mom, see if any new supernatural families are in town.

Liam: So he's not a going to eat me alive type, because I'm pretty he's going to eat me alive and enjoy it.

Cora: But you'll probably enjoy it too.

Liam: [rubs at his neck] I dunno. I have no idea what to even do.

Cora: There's nothing wrong with that.

Liam: [sighs and runs his fingers through his hair] God he really must think I'm a noob.

Cora: [she laughs, sliding an arm around his shoulders] I think he probably just thinks you're shy.

Liam: Okay, I'm a shy noob.

Cora: Shy isn't bad. Shy can even be adorable.

Liam: Like Uncle Stiles thought you were.

Cora: Exactly.

Liam: [deep breath] Okay. I mean, I can do this. I probably won't even see him again until like, next week but I can do this.

Cora: The important thing is you can take this as fast or slow as you want. There's no rush at all.

Liam: I know. I just... I've never done this before. I mean, in New Orleans I liked Josh, but I couldn't really say anything and he had a boyfriend I found out later so I didn't but I just... No clue.

Cora: We all have to start somewhere. If he really likes you, he'll get it.

Liam: And if he just wants to eat me alive?

Cora: If he tries to make you do anything you're not comfortable with, you keep your distance.

Liam: Okay. [and the bell rings]

Cora: [glances up] I have to get back to class. And you should too.

Liam: I will. Thanks, Aunt Cora.

Cora: [tips over and presses a kiss to the top of his head] Anytime.

Liam: [grins up at her and heads out, aiming to head to his math class]

Cora: [and she'll go back to her own class and get back to teaching]