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Maverick hummed, a smirk on his face but didn’t take back the joking comment. “Ah, well.. whatever works.” He joked again, sending a wink in Sam’s direction and leaning back in his seat. There was no way Maverick was going to eat anymore of what was in front of him, but he wasn’t willing to end the night any sooner than necessary. Nodding as Sam mentioned Georgia, Mave really wasn’t expecting the conversation to take the turn in had. Staring directly at Sam, Maverick sat back up in his seat, positive that his eyes were too wide and that the look on his face was a mixture between anger and sadness, not positive which he felt more. “They-” Maverick started to speak, but quickly shut his mouth again, not sure how to form the words correctly. Biting down hard on his lip, the older boy was trying to make mental notes and figure out what to say. Although yes, this obviously meant sex with the hot new guy was off the table; Maverick wasn’t as concerned with that knowledge and it certainly wouldn’t be a reason for him to stop being friends with the boy. Clearly, he was someone who needed a friend and maybe someone to stand up for him and although a majority of his relationships, even with friends, were in fact sexual; he hoped he could do something for the sweet boy sitting across from him. There was a small part of him that was concerned though, worried that if Sam found out why he was here and his ways that he wouldn’t want to be around him anymore. Rape is a sensitive topic and he knew that the idea of sex— and being around someone who was highly interested in it, might be worrisome. Mave pushed it away for the moment though, gathering his words together. “I’m so sorry.” He said first, shaking his head after; being fully aware and how shit it could be hear apologizes. “Honestly, sorry. Not like shitty I’m pitying you, so I’m sorry. Because that’s..” Mave’s words trailed off, his brain not working as fast as it might have if he hadn’t gotten stoned out of his mind a few hours earlier. “Awful. They’re awful. But you’re going to be alright here, okay? I haven’t met one person here that’s like that, I mean some of them are shit, yeah but…” Maverick breathed out again, for some reason feeling nervous as he discussed this with Sam; not wanting to offend him or make light of a serious situation. “If anyone gives you problems, just let me know. I’ll take care of it.” Leaning back again, the brunet ran a hand through his hair. “And sorry about the girl comments,” He told him a small smirk back on his face as he tried to change the mood just slightly, positive that Sam wouldn’t want to discuss it further anyways. “They’re kind of gross, I don’t like them either.” Shrugging, Maverick figured it might make Sam feel better to know that about him as well.

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Sam looked down as Maverick started to speak, he didn't want to hear the apologies. Didn't want to hear that it'd get better and all that bullshit because he'd heard it from every grown up or therapist that knew about his situation. He wanted someone to fucking understand how scary it was for him to have someone he trusted, someone he'd had feelings for call him a faggot every day and beat him. He was ridiculed and beaten and when he stopped fighting back then they tried to rape him, told him if he was a fag they might as well use him since he was just trash anyways. He hated telling people because it put him back into the mindset that he was going to see his abusers again around any corner and it made him jumpy and afraid.

"It's not like people go around advertising that they're scumbags Mave. They were nice to me at first too...became my best fucking friends and then started beating me...so yea I don't really believe you wen you say that no one here is like that. There are people like that everywhere," he said still not looking at the other boy. He was curling further into himself. He couldn't handle this. It was just his first day and he felt like he was breaking again, all the time it'd taken him to put himself back together to put up a strong facade was breaking just by telling one person. One person who probably wouldn't even give a shit in a week.

"Can we go?", he asked quietly just wanting to go curl in his bed and cry....well after he went through his coping mechanisms and fought off the urge to hurt himself before just giving in because it always made him feel better if just for a while. "I'm sorry I ruined everything...it's just you asked and...I thought I could trust you but I was probably stupid...and yea," he said still not looking up to see Mave. Sam didn't trust himself to look at the other without giving how absolutely vulnerable he felt away. And one of the most important things he'd been taught in therapy was to make sure that he didn't make himself seem weak, and that he didn't give people the opportunity to walk all over him, because that's how things had started before. "Fuck you probably think i'm mental and never wanna see me again...," Sam said scooting out of the booth and walking towards the bathroom to try to breathe. His heart was racing and he felt like a lunatic. Why did he even care what this boy thought? They were just partners on some stupid school project....

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"You would have sat in your room starving tonight if it wasn’t for me, smartass." Maverick replied, picking at some of his food but feeling less hungry than he had when they arrived. "Ohh, someone is getting more cocky as the night goes on." The older boy noted, unable to keep the smile off his face. Maverick face turned momentarily grim at the words, but he took another bite of food to cover it up. It wouldn’t have been the first time the brunet found out someone he was attracted was straight, nor would it be the last time but he had never let it ruin his fun before. Besides, boys at boarding school, he had found out rather quickly, were pretty easy. “First day of classes for you and you’re already picking up girls. Wouldn’t have taken you for that kind of guy, Samuel.” Maverick chastised him, clicking his tongue but the playful smile was on his face again. Humming, Mave started to rearrange his food, sorting it more by colors than anything but not completely paying attention or trying too hard. “And where was that?” He questioned, wondering where the boy had come from and why exactly he had ended up here.

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"Oi be nice to me! I was teasing!", he said frowning. "I'm not cocky..." he mumbled looking down towards his food and taking a bite. When Maverick said he was already picking up girls Sam almost choked on his food. "I'm not to sure I'm picking up girls...more like they're intrigued by the new guy and throwing themselves at me," he said shrugging. It was true though, the girls he'd saw today were eyeing him up like a piece of meat...and he felt like they were trying to figure out who would talk to him first. Sam had never really liked girls but he didn't think that he knew Maverick well enough to tell him he was gay...he hadn't told many people so it was kind of hard for him. Sam continued to eat slowly, not as hungry now as Mav asked him about where he came from. "I came from Georgia...I was having problems in school," he mumbled biting at his lip. He didn't know if it was okay to tell Maverick what happened so he just kind of said it quickly hoping the other didn't judge him. "I kept getting beat up and bullied...and they almost raped me," he muttered quickly and quietly. "L-like if the teacher hadn't come in the locker room....I can't even imagine," he said holding back tears as he thought of it. He shook his head and tried to clear his thoughts so he wouldnt' break down. "It was bad...really bad and my mom was tired of the school not doing anything, because they were homophobic, tired of seeing me hurting and scared...so she found this school and I'm here on scholarship," he said pushing his food away no longer hungry because he was thinking of his past. He realized he'd ended up telling Maverick in a roundabout way that he liked boys, and sighed hating that he always said too much or the wrong thing.

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"But you wouldn’t have me for company, which obviously is a horrible fate to suffer through." Maverick continued to smile at Sam, glad that despite the way the boy had seemed so shy this morning, their trip out to eat was going pretty well. Shrugging his shoulders, Maverick took another bite of his food. "Maybe I just live for the adrenaline rush. Always willing to do things that could possibly get me in trouble, you never know." He laughed as Sam flipped his hair, taking a sip from his drink in between. "It’s probably the famous thing though, had to be seen with you, you know? And people will talk about it tomorrow, for sure." Mave raised his eyebrows a bit, an amused look still covering his face. "Ah, well we’ll see, Samuel." The older boy started, poking his chopstick into a piece of chicken instead of using it properly. "It’s enough for now at least." Although Maverick was kidding about the situation in general, he certainly was hoping to get more from the boy at one point or another. It was possibly true that his counselor was right, that maybe he did have a sex addiction; but as far as Mave was concerned it wasn’t actually a problem. Besides, it’s not as if he had been having a dry spell since arriving at his new school and he could wait. He didn’t need to have sex for any reason, but he did like and want to have it as frequently as possible. In his brain in made sense and he didn’t honestly see how other people didn’t see it in the exact same way. Sex was good, it felt great and it was fun; why not indulge in something that you enjoyed? No one was being hurt, so he honestly didn’t see the problem. Sure, maybe he liked things on the kinkier side, maybe he indulged in some things that would be considered taboo; but it was all consensual. Trying not to think much about sex, Maverick chose instead to focus back on eating at least until he could get Sam talking. “How was your first day, then?” He asked after finishing a bite of food. “Everything you could have hoped for?”

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"Oh yes I don't know what I did in life without your company," he said chuckling a little bit. "I'm pretty sure it's the famous thing and not the adrenaline thing...because come on I'm pretty awesome," Sam said smirking, enjoying how easy he was able to relax around Mave, he hadn't been able to do that around anyone in a long while. Sam kept eating as Mave asked him about his first day, he took a long sip of his drink before starting to answer. "It was okay I guess...I made a friend or two, this girl in my English class seems pretty cool, she wrote her number on my hand because i forgot my phone in my room like a dumbo," he said shrugging. "Classes weren't that bad and I didn't have to stand in front of every class and get introduced so that's a plus," he smiled at the other. Sam thought for a minute before saying, "It's not that bad here...a lot nicer than the school I came from that's for sure," he said quietly. He didn't know if Mave really even cared where he was from or anything, so he wasn't going to just offer his whole back ground without being asked about it.

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"What?" Maverick asked, mouth wide in pretend shock. "You don’t want to live in this glorious Chinese restaurant with me? I’m sure the booths make great beds." The older boy laughed, taking a sip from his drink and continuing to watch Samuel. "I mean, I’d have to really like you to give you that much.” The brunette shrugged, not about to admit whether or not he did actually have a million dollars, but he was sure the boy was able to tell now that he was rather wealthy. Still— despite everything he had at one point or another been taught not to brag and discussing just how much money he had was not something that was done. “I’m sure we could figure something out.” Maverick told him, raising his eyebrows at the other boy and unable to keep a laugh from making it’s way out of his mouth. It was a little weird just how comfortable Maverick felt with Sam; he was used to spending most of his days at his new school not feeling nearly as happy as this but he had been laughing with Sam multiple times since meeting him this morning. Grabbing his phone back from the table he read over the messages on his lock screen quick before putting it on do not disturb mode and shoving it into his pocket. “Nah, Jaymi is just mad I didn’t bring him to get food. Bit greedy, that one.” Maverick hadn’t been expecting Sam’s shock, rather used to tipping people extra and paying for everything in most situations; it was easy to forget that not all people had that luxury. “I— yeah, I’ve got some money.” Mave shrugged again, eyes directed towards his food and a bit of guilt forming somewhere in his gut. Even though, yes, Maverick does have money and always has; the large amounts he was getting more recently were just his parents way of keeping him from coming home or for coming to them for anything. Wanting to avoid their son because of what he had ‘done to their name’, they made sure he could keep himself more than sufficient and just continuously refilled his bank accounts and paid his schooling bills. “Thanks.” He said with a grin, dipping the egg roll into the sauce before eating it. “Best Chinese food ever.” He basically moaned through the bite of food, glad that Sam had chosen Chinese food over any other options.

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"No not really. I wouldn't want to sleep in a random Chinese restaurant when i have a perfectly good single room back at the school," he said smiling at him. "Well you must like me, you snuck out for a second time in one day and also I'm super famous," he smirked flipping his imaginary hair. "Well hanging out with me should be payment enough right? Or do you insist on something more?", he asked smiling at him before taking another bite of food. Sam focused on eating and trying not to think about how nice it must be to be able to spend money and not worry about it running out or having to go hungry. Sam had to keep his grades to keep his scholarship so that he could afford to be here and away from his attackers, but that wasn't Mave's fault. Mave was just lucky to have wealth and others like Sam had to work for it. "It's pretty good yea," he said smiling at him as he kept eating.

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"Maybe I am." Maverick replied, sticking his tongue out at the other boy. Truthfully, Mave had thought a few times about asking his parents to buy the place, mainly because he was sick of the waitresses giving him attitude but also because this particular place had served as a comfort to him since his arrival. "Welll," Maverick dragged his words on, a smirk at the corner of his mouth. "A million is a lot, so I might expect something in return;" The boy raised his eyebrows for just a moment, fiddling with the chopsticks on the table. "But I suppose, if that’s what you need." The older boy couldn’t help but laughing, finding himself growing more comfortable around Sam and not at all like he was talking to someone he had just met. Alright, so.. Yes, Maverick had done much more with people he had just met, but it was typically on a god you’re so fucking good looking level and not a, not only am I attracted to you but you make me laugh and you’re interesting one. Although admittedly Mave was having a hard time pulling his eyes away from where Sam had just bitten his lip, he pulled himself together long enough to reply. “Completely famous.” He told him, grinning widely. “My friends are extremely jealous.” He continued, pulling his phone out of his pocket and setting it upside down on the table so Sam could hear the vibrating coming from it, but not actually see the messages he was receiving. “Thank you.” Maverick told the woman who brought their food over, his tone not sporting the same friendliness he was giving Sam but sounding courteous enough. “And here,” He started before she moved to walk away, grabbing out his wallet pulling out the first two bills his fingers landed on, which happened to be two $20’s. “for your trouble.” Maverick shook his head as she opened her mouth to protest, reaching out to lightly place the money in her hands. After saying thank you, at least three times, she walked away and Mave knew that she wouldn’t ask them to leave any sooner than he felt like leaving— which was really the entire point. “Ah, well.. you didn’t ask.” Mave said with a shrug, picking up his chopsticks and starting to dig into his own food as well. “I like it better this way, can bring shit back to the dorms. It’s not always fun to drive out here when you’re hungry in the middle of the night.” He couldn’t help but grin as he watch Sam eat. Although he tried to keep his eyes averted, it was a bit too cute. Clearly, he hadn’t been lying when he said he was hungry. “I’m taking one of these.” Maverick announced suddenly, reaching forward with his chopstick to take one of Sam’s eggrolls and setting it down on his own plate.

"Well when you get done moving in here, you'll have to take me back to the dorms because i'd much rather sleep in my bed," he said smiling widely at the other. Sam actually felt okay around Maverick as long as he didn't start talking about anything sexual, well if Sam didn't stupidly imply anything sexual then they should be fine. "Oh you'd give me a million dollars? You have a million dollars to give?", he said shocked taken aback by Mavericks answer. "What would you expect in return," Sam asked stupidly not even thinking in the slightest that his new friend might be a sex fiend, he was just asking you know innocently what he had to do to earn a million dollars because he'd like not being poor. "Oh wow, they really must miss you...your phone is blowing up," he said not shocked at all that Maverick was popular, he had an air about him that made him likable. When the lady brought their food and Maverick gave her 40 dollars Sam was shocked. When she left Sam asked, "Are you seriously like loaded or something? I can make 40 dollars feed me for a week," he said astonished. Sam kept eating as Mave stole one of his egg rolls. When he noticed he pushed some sweet and sour sauce towards him, "You might want that to go with it," he smiled before stabbing his fork into a piece of Mave's chicken. "I'm just gunna take this as payment," he smirked before biting into the chicken.

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"That was the plan." Maverick told him with a smile, glad that he at least wasn’t trying to fight the issue. Not many people did, of course; but it just made things more difficult. There weren’t too many people who in the end actually turned down free things or money but they seemed to like to pretend that they didn’t want it from him. Sliding in to the other side of the booth, Maverick made himself comfortable. Only slouching slightly he managed to make his feet reach the other side of the booth, the ends of his vans resting beside Samuel. "No problem." He assured the other boy, ripping open the chopstick package that was on the table to keep himself amused. "If you ever need anything, just let me know." Maverick couldn’t completely explain why he was so concerned about the boy across from him, but so far everything he had said was truthful. Although most people never got to see that particular side of him, Maverick could be rather caring. Having formed walls at a young age though, it was only when he was alone with people that it was really shown. Waiting for their food, the brunet felt his iPhone vibrate in his pocket and quickly pulled it out, knowing that it would without a doubt be Jaymi. A small smirk on his face he was not surprised at all by the message. ‘woke up half naked in ur bed with chase.. wtf.’ and only a few moments after followed by, ‘and your car is gone. u went and got food without me didn’t you? asshole.’ Quickly pressing the camera button on the message, Maverick raised his phone quickly. “Sammy, smile!” Was all he said before pressing the button— not shocked at all to find that even with hardly any warning and not ready for a picture, Samuel still looked damn good. Along with the picture all Maverick replied was ‘hot date. sorry, babe. don’t fuck chase in my bed. x’ before pacing his phone back in his pocket and ignoring the vibrations coming from it.

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"You getting comfortable and moving in man?", he asked smirking as Maverick propped his feet up beside him. He noticed that the boy was wearing vans without any socks, that's weird he noted to himself not saying anything because he was raised to be polite. "Anything? So if I need a million dollars I can come to you?", he said jokingly smiling widely at him. Sam had pulled out his phone and set it on the table as Maverick started typing on his, when he was told to smile he looked up and did as he was told, the flash taking off guard. "You're already taking pictures of me? I didn't know I was already famous," he said acting like he was a girl flipping her hair and biting his lip hoping Mave thought he was at least a tad amusing. It didn't take too long before the cashier lady was bringing over two trays loaded with food and Sam's eyes went wide. He thanked her again and waited till she left to say, "You didn't tell me they automatically gave you enough food to feed us both in one combo," he said his mouth watering with hunger. He knew his eyes were bigger than his stomach but that didn't keep him from deciding to try to eat all of his food since the other had bought it for him. Sam grabbed his fork and started digging into his food hoping he wasn't being rude.

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"Awe, I was just joking around, curly." Maverick teased, the smirk still on his face. He had figured Sam would realize he was messing around straight away, but the fact that he had been slightly concerned he’d actually offended him was rather adorable. "Thank you, that’s all I ask," The older boy replied with a laugh, keeping his eyes focused on the road as they got closer to their destination. Maverick didn’t miss how quiet Sam became after his comment back; but the boy had been the one suggesting the change in conversation, so he wasn’t sure what he had expected. Glancing over to the other boy, he didn’t miss the slight blush on Sam’s cheeks and quickly, as he turned his gaze back to the road; Maverick became aware that this boy could possibly become the death of him. Getting out of the car, Maverick simply nodded at Sam’s thanks, locking the car behind them as they continued into the restaurant. Shrugging his shoulders, Maverick titled his head to the side as he opened the door for Sam to go inside first. "I don’t need to, but I’m going too.” He told him simply, walking inside after the younger boy had gone through and keeping his eyes from wandering over the boys thin frame. Walking up to the counter, Maverick grinned at the familiar face of the woman who was working; she however, didn’t seem as pleased to see him. After nights of him and his obnoxious friends coming here to eat though, it wasn’t much of a surprise. “Sesame chicken combo, with pork fried rice, lo mein and an egg roll.” He ordered, still looking at her rather happily. “And whatever he wants.” Moving away from the counter to grab a bottle of coke out of the nearby freezer he placed that on the counter as well, waiting for Sam to order his food and hoping that it wouldn’t take forever for it to all be done. Despite having smoked hours ago now, Maverick could still feel it in his system and the smells coming from the restaurant was making him ridiculously hungry.

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"Okay fine...you can pay for me," he said smiling at him and following him into the restaurant. Sam waited for Mave to order and then said, "I'll have the Teriyaki Chicken Combo, Extra rice and an order of Chicken Eggrolls." He walked towards the cooler to grab his drink as Mave came back and paid. Sam thanked the lady before they walked to one of the booths and waited for their food. "Thanks again for bringing me out tonight, I'm pretty sure I'm about to die from starvation," he said smiling at the other hoping their food came out fast. Just the smell was making his mouth water, and he was going to have a hard time using his manners once the food appeared on the table.

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"That’s exactly why I’m positive of it." Maverick replied with a shrug, looking over at Sam and shaking his head just a bit. "It’s not a bad thing; enjoy your youth." He said with a laugh, trying to hold in a comment but failing at doing so. "I like younger boys, anyways." He finished, a smirk on his face as he walked a bit in front of Samuel and didn’t give him much time to reply or think about the statement. "Well, good to know that neither of us are weirdos then." Mave replied with a nod; glad that the two of them were getting along as well as he thought they might. Placing a hand over his heart, Maverick let out a fake sniffle, trying to act as if Samuel was truly hurting with him. "Here I am, sneaking out in the middle of the night to get you food, buying you cookies earlier in the day when I was gone and being generally friendly and you’re just insulting me at every turn.” Stopping in his tracks, Maverick looked straight at Samuel. “I’m just not sure how much more of this I can take.” He finished dramatically, the back of his palm resting against his forehead before he let his go-to smirk come back to his face, a snicker falling through his lips. “You don’t know anyone else who’s named their car?” Mave questioned back, really not thinking it was that strange of a thing to do. “Wow, Sam. Can’t say I was expecting that from you.” He replied with a grin, honestly surprised by the question; but amused none the less. “But no, no. That doesn’t have a name. If I’m using it correctly, my name should be the only one anyone remembers anyways.” Eyebrows raised, Maverick glanced over at Sam for just a moment, unable to help the smile that was on his face. Although there were things that the older boy was used to faking confidence about; his talents at sex and the tools in which he was graced with to preform those talents, happened to be ones he was truly confident about. “Anddd Chinese restaurant, it is!” Maverick announced happily as he pulled into the parking lot. Despite the fact that his mind was a bit cloudy with thoughts of Sam’s lips around his cock— he knew that right now was not the time to act on those desires. Maverick prided himself on his ability to read people a majority of the time and regardless of the one off comment, at least so far, Maverick was pretty positive Sam wasn’t going to be an easy lay. Plus, he was enjoying the younger boy’s company and had promised him food— it just seemed silly to ditch those plans for a blow job in the car; he at least wanted to get to know him better first. Parking the car and turning off the ignition; the brunette would forever be grateful for this restaurant which stayed open till 2am almost every night. Taking his keys and getting out quickly, Maverick rushed over to Sam’s side of the car before he had a chance to get out himself, opening the door for the younger boy. “All the Chinese food you can eat is waiting for you inside.” Maverick informed him, smiling genuinely and pushing away all sexual thoughts for the time being. “Completely on me.” He promised, unwilling to let the other boy even think he was going to need to pay for it.

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Sam's mouth dropped open when Maverick said he liked younger guys anyways, he'd never seen someone so up front and honest about liking something or being gay. He wasn't used to people being proud about it since he came from the south. When Maverick was sniffling and being dramatic Sam didn't know what to do. He was just like shocked. When he smirked and snickered Sam let out a huge breath. "You were freaking me out there Mave!", he groaned. "I'm sorry I'll try to be more thankful for your greatness and presence," he smirked. Sam was shocked at his own words and his face immediately turned red when Mave started talking about it. When he said the only name they should be remembering was his, Sam thought he was going to die from embarrassment. As they pulled up at the restaurant and Maverick got out Sam tried to compose himself. He had to act cool, he didn't want the boy to think he was a prude or something (even though he kinda was). before he could open his own door Maverick was opening it for him. "Thanks," he said as he got out and started walking with Maverick towards the restaurant. "You don't need to buy it for me," he mumbled not wanting to offend the other boy.

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Maverick laughed, tilting his head back for a moment before answering. “I know you’re either a Sophomore or a Freshman and I’m nearly one hundred precent positive that you’re younger than me.” Rolling his eyes as he continued to walk, Maverick let out a sigh. “He’s awful, really. Waking me up in the morning and telling me to be quiet. It’s a hard adjustment to make.” Taking the stairs two at a time, Maverick wasn’t interested in being inside the building any longer than necessary. “Who doesn’t like cookies?” The older boy questioned, looking back to Sam once before pushing the door open. Making a tutting noise, Maverick pursed his lips for a moment. “Don’t lie, Samuel. It doesn’t suit you.” He replied, nose raised slightly in the air as they continued their walk towards his car. Although Maverick didn’t understand Sam’s strange reaction to being touched, he decided not to mention it. After pulling his hand away he eyed the boy for a moment, before deciding to stuff his own small hands into his pockets so he didn’t make the same mistake again. “I’m not insane!” Maverick declared, glaring at the boy sitting in his passenger seat. “Plenty of people name their cars. Same goes with guitars and other objects like that. Boats, whatever. It happens all the time.” Huffing, Maverick adjusted his hat, before backing up out of of his parking spot and getting out onto the road. “Chinese it is.” The other boy said happily, flipping the headlights on and turning at the first right, in search of the only Chinese restaurant he knew that stayed open late.

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"How can you be so positive I'm younger than you? You're the one who's in two of my classes," he teased. He didn't really care how old the boy was but it'd be nice to know if they ended up being sort of friends. "Weirdos don't like cookies, that's who," he added quietly following the other boy. "I'm not lying I'm being truthful. You're lucky you're screensaver material," he said not liking how Maverick thought he was the best thing ever." I don't know....I just don't know anyone who named their car...do you name anything else Mave?", he smirked blushing a tad because he had been implying something dirty. Samuel was glad that Maverick knew where he was going because if he didn't Sam was pretty sure he would die from hunger if they had to drive around and find something.

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Maverick grinned back at Sam, tapping his foot against the floor. “Younger than me, it makes you a kid.” He replied with a shrug. “Project central it is.” He agreed, turning slightly to head off towards the doors. “You’ll have to tell me how to get myself a single room though; having a roommate is shit.” Starting off down the hall, Maverick turned down the second set of stairs, located towards the west rear of the floor. Holding the door open for Sam he made a gesture with his hand for the younger boy to go first before letting the door close behind them and taking his place in the lead again. Heading down the stairs Mave nodded, reaching up to fix his hat before he spoke. “I got them, don’t you worry. Just didn’t want to bring the milk since we were leaving. I’ll grab them for you when we get back.” Landing on the final floor, the confident boy turned back to look at Samuel. “I will never simply be screen saver material.” He said with a laugh, nose held high in the air before he pushed open the final door and walked out into the slightly chilly air. “Now the trick to this,” He started in a whisper, looking around them once before heading towards the student parking lot. “is really just where you decide to park your car. Everyone seems to want a spot in the front but it’s to easy to get caught.” Outside it was dark, minus the strategically placed lights along the campus but Maverick was making sure to walk along the tree line and stay out of them. “Don’t go too close to the lights.” He said, grabbing Sam’s arm lightly when he started to stray too far in the other direction. Maverick pulled out his keys when they finally reached the back of the lot, approaching his black 2014 Aston Martin Vanquish; he went to the passenger side first unlocking the door manually instead of using the button on his key to avoid causing any attention. “This is Alexander.” He told Sam, walking around the front to get into the drivers side. Once inside Maverick stated the car, watching the interior functions light up as he put it into drive and began to leave the parking lot; not yet turning on his headlights. “Where do you want to go?” He asked, flicking the lights on as he pulled out onto the main road; wishing he was leaving the school behind him forever.

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"You don't know how old I am!", he huffed crossing his arms as he got out into the hallway with the taller male. "Eh your roommate can't be that bad," he said as he followed the other boy down the back stairs that he didn't even know existed. "Good, good...cookies are my favorite," he admitted a little excited for the sweet treat after they got back from their adventure. "Oh you're definitely only screensaver material," he teased not really wanting the boy to think he was interested one bit. Sam followed Maverick matching his stride and trying to do as he said, but he got a tad too close to the lights and he felt Maverick pull him closer to the trees. He flinched instinctively as Maverick touched him, Sam wasn't used to friendly contact. His mom and doctors were the only people he trusted at the moment to touch him so having a boy he just met pull him towards him scared him. He tried to stay calm and breathe normally until Maverick let go of him and then he crossed his arms hoping the other wouldn't touch him again. When Maverick introduced him to his car Sam had to hold back laughter as he slid into the car. As soon as Maverick started the car he giggled, "You named your car? Are you fucking insane?". He calmed his laughter enough to answer Mavericks question, "Uhm maybe Chinese or something? All I know is that I'm starving."

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Stretching out on his bed, Maverick had honestly forgotten anyone else was in the room with him. His roommate, who hated when Maverick brought his friends over was laying in his own bed facing the wall with his headphones in; but Maverick’s bed was occupied by Jaymi and Chase. “Get off me.” He grumbled, setting his phone onto his nightstand before shoving at Jaymi and trying to get the weight from the other boy off of his lower body. “You big oaf, move!” He said a bit louder, punching the other boy hard in the shoulder before he finally rolled out of the way. Moving out of bed and grabbing his phone again, Maverick couldn’t particularly remember when he had taken off his shirt but he didn’t have time to worry about that when he needed to meet up with Sam. Grabbing a tank top from his closet and a snapback off the floor, he decided that those along with the grey sweatpants he was currently wearing and a pair of vans was good enough to grab food at 11pm. Grabbing his car keys and wallet before heading out the door, Maverick didn’t bother to tell his friends to leave and headed straight for the stairs; glad that Sam was in the new building— because his room was located there as well. Climbing up two flights as quickly as he could, Maverick read the room numbers as he walked past before finally finding himself outside of Sam’s room. “Ready, kid?” He questioned, a smirk on his face at the use of the name that Sam had already stated he didn’t particularly like. It took a second though before the situation fully sunk in and Maverick noticed that there was only one bed in Sam’s room, plus a couch. “No roommate?” He said out loud, although it wasn’t really a question. “Well, what the fuck. Guess we’re doing our project in your room then.” Leaning against the doorframe the older boy watched Sam as he waited for him to be ready to leave, prepared to lead the way towards the back exit.

shysamuel

Sam sat up quickly when he heard Maverick call him kid. "I'm not a Kid," he huffed sitting up and frowning in the other boys direction. When Mave mentioned that he didn't have a roommate he just shrugged pushing himself off the couch trying to be nonchalant. He didn't really want to explain why he didn't have a roommate. "Yea I guess my room can be project central," he said grabbing his phone, wallet and keys before walking towards the door. "I'm ready lead the way," he said following Mave out of his room and locking the door. His stomach was grumbling and he felt embarrassed that it was so loud. "Did you remember my cookies earlier Mr. Heart Eyes? or am I going to have to downgrade you from screensaver material?", he teased feeling a tad more comfortable around the boy when he wasn't being watched by all his peers and under the pressure of being in class.

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Samuel woke up from his nap that went a tad long, and texted Maverick back. He ended up caving and asking the other boy to help him sneak off campus since the cafeteria was closed now. They agreed on Mav coming to get him at his room so Sam pulled off his school uniform and changed into some skinny jeans a t-shirt and an oversized sweater. This is what he usually wore when it was cold and he actually felt comfortable for one of the first times that day which was nice. Sam propped open his door for Mav and laid on his couch while waiting for him hoping his room wasn't that far away since he hadn't eaten in like 10 hours.