Well I finally finished that fracker! LOL (there that should do it)

Anyway... I don't know I don't especially like this chapter... feels like my writing is getting suckier... blame it on the fact I'm back to writing and reading and thinking in French because of college (insert dreadful back music)

So anyway sorry for the long wait I was busy throwing skittles at random people with my Papa Bear, going to college, seeing a buttload of expositions, being sick and having the voice of a fourteen year old boy in puberty, dealing with crap, living in crap (not literally but Chief and Big-Boy don't clean and I didn't have time to clean so we live in a MESS right now), discussing with Big-Boy the outcome of a fight between Apple and Google, making a fool of myself to scare the First Years in Art and Literature this year...

Anyway this is long and there might be a lot of mistake still, sorry but it's past 2 in the morning and I have school tomorrow morning so no complaining!

Anyway, lot of description in this... things will get more interesting soon! lol

MOUHAHAHA

I'm sure I had a bunch of crap to say but I'm tired and I have to go sleep!

So enjoy guys! :D

And again, sorry for the long wait!

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My cellphone woke me up on Tuesday morning.

Getting up in the morning.

A pain.

Getting up earlier than you should.

Even more of a pain.

I groaned in protest but then stretched my hand out of the warm comfort provided by my sheets and dragged the phone to my ear "Ya?" my voice crooked.

"Nice voice in the morning Pumpkin, you should totally call me master with it"

Oh this can't be serious?

"Honestly, calling me in the middle of the night, fine I won't make a big thing out of it, but calling me to wake me up in the morning that's just crossing a line" I groaned and rolled in my bed.

Okay I might like Blake but I enjoyed sleeping quite a lot, and I hadn't gotten a lot of it lately... because of him. And soon I would be all alone with him in the woods. Okay maybe not all alone but I totally understood my point right now...

Blake chuckled on the other end of the line "Not a morning person?"

I groaned again "What do you want, you idiot? You'll see me in like one hour!"

Silence for a second.

That prick was SO smirking right now!

"Actually, I'll see you sooner. I'll come pick you up"

Cue conflicted emotion. On one side I wanted to jump up and down in my bed, on another I wanted to curl back in my sheets and sleep till I died. And maybe smother Blake with my pillow.

"And why is that?" I asked, after taking a big breath.

"Want to leave your car in the school parking lot for four days?" Blake replied in a "duh" voice.

Did he see the illogicality if this? "What about YOUR car?"

"Josh will drive it back" Blake simply stated

I snorted "Josh is up?"

"Josh wants me to make him a big canvas so I'm using him"

Okay he was not making sense right now... I blamed it on the fact I JUST freaking woke up! Because of HIM!

Why was I pissed right now though? He wakes me up all the time? A little overreactingly bitchy weren't I?

"Can't he buy one?" I asked, yawning and rolling in my bed again

"I make BIG canvas... and he wants an octagonal one... go figure..." he ranted.

Huh?

"You make canvas?"

I could almost feel him smile "Ya it's simple you just need gesso, linen, and wood. And staples."

"Okay we're so not having a conversation right now, I just woke up" and I'm still snuggling your hoodie.

"Alright, but get your ass out of bed soon, cause otherwise if you're still sleeping again, I'll be writing much more explicit things then last time and with an indelible marker" Blake answered, and hang up.

Urg!

I trashed for a few second in my bed, kicking my legs and making big movements with my arms, and after snuggling my sheets and Blake's hoodie just a few more seconds, I reluctantly got out of bed, groaning.

"I got that honey-dipped tennis wear just for play, I got the sunset you know I always got so vain..." Blake and Josh were deliberately singing way too loudly with the radio while I was rolling my eyes at them, and kicking in Blake's seat.

Tyler, who had to get to school too and was sitting beside me, was mimicking numerous ways of killing himself out of agony, like right now he was fake-hanging himself.

"You're screwing up a cool song!" I whined, trying to grip Blake's neck in a deadlock but he just slapped my arm away.

"How many times do I have to tell you to not harm the driver?!" Blake yelled, laughing, while Josh just kept singing louder and louder.

"Why do you spend times with those two?" Tyler asked in disbelief, and making a form of gun with his hand, pointed it at his temple and mimicking shooting himself and brain splashing everywhere by hitting the window beside him dramatically.

"Good question! WHY do I spend time with you guys?" I replied, slapping both of the idiots sitting in front on the arm.

"Sexual frustration? You want to do a threesome with both of us? You don't have anything better to do? Most of the time we force you to spend time with us? You planning on harvesting our body parts? We're AWE-SOME?" Josh started to rant but stopped when Blake smacked him across the back of his head.

"A little violent in the morning people?" Josh whined.

"Why is he here?" Tyler asked, fake-harakiri-ing himself.

"For one thing I have to drive this stupid car back, by the way Blake your car sucks I like my Audi better. And on another hand I have to go humiliate publicly my little sister. I haven't in a while and she might start to get use to it!" Josh explained and I rolled my eyes.

Poor Catherine.

It was hard picturing Josh as a big brother. He probably felt more like a stupid little brother more than a protective older one.

"You're going to be okay?" I asked Tyler when Josh made the song replay, bouncing up and down on his seat.

It did have a great beat after all.

"Sure, don't worry about me..." he trailed, looking the other way, outside

"Have you... have you talked to her since..." I couldn't end that sentence and say left. Even if it was obvious. I just knew the words would make it even more painful.

"She called last night" Tyler trailed, still not looking at me, and I felt bad again.

Because he was sad again...

"So, children, remember, when you procreate in the forest, if there's not a lot of trees around, sound carries so if you don't want to have people tapping you doing it, like our little friend in the back, you might want to remember that" Josh warned and I closed my eyes, shaking my head in disbelief and Blake punched him and Tyler faked opening his veins and letting himself bleed out, sliding slowly off the seat, his expression in fake agony.

"Oh look at that, we're here" Josh grinned wickedly as Blake parked and got out of the car.

Tyler, Blake and I all stayed in.

"Can we hurt him? Not necessarily kill him but inflict him a lot of pain?" I asked before we all slowly stepped out.

Josh was looking straight at his sister, that little creepy grin of his still plastered on his face.

"Come on, don't be a jerk" Blake told him, slapping him on the back and walked to the rear of his car to get our bags out.

"She's not visiting, calling or even sending me postcards! What kind of sister does that?"

I rolled my eyes, taking my bag that Blake was handing me with a smile. My cheeks were warming for some stupid reason. "Why would she send you postcards? She's not on a holiday!"

"Hey! I send her postcards at least twice a week" Josh exclaimed and I rolled my eyes again, Blake too.

"That dude is seriously weird" Tyler mumbled to me and then started to walk towards his friends.

"Hey, take care while I'm gone" I called after him, not sure what to tell him actually.

"Sure. Have fun" Tyler answered, smiling a little, waved and then started to walk again.

"He'll be alright, don't worry" Blake whispered to me, swigging his bag on his back.

He had one big army sort of bag, while I had my usual sport bag and of course a cooler with food in it.

"I guess... Hey, where's your food?" I asked Blake frowning.

"Worked something out with the guys. I gave them money and they're going to feed me" Blake laughed.

"Because no one in their sane mind would let you walk anywhere NEAR something that cooks food" Josh said, still looking towards where Catherine was, a plan obviously working in his head.

"Come on man, give her some slack. If you humiliate her publicly she won't answer to all those postcards!" Blake told him, taking my cooler out of my hands while I tried to object but there was no point. And I mean it was kind of heavy with my other bag on my shoulder.

"We're family, she'll forgive me! And she's probably just going to send me a bunch of job offers. Like she always does. As if I'd get a proper job. It's like she doesn't even know me!" Josh ranted, shaking his head slightly but Catherine was looking our way now, and telling something to Mark, before walking towards us.

Blake smirked "I know those eyes, you're in trouble!"

"Josh Gilligan Torres! You are in deep deep trouble!" Catherine yelled, walking towards him.

Oh my god! Had I just heard right? "Gilligan?" I choked a laugh.

Josh narrowed his eyes at his sister and then looked at me with exasperate eyes "No that's not my second name, she's just saying it to piss me off"

"He's lying, it's his second name" Blake smirked, laughing a little too.

Josh glared at Blake this time "Shut up Blake It's NOT my second name"

"Is!" Blake kept smirking.

"NOT!"

"JOSH!" Catherine yelled again.

Josh's face turned apologetic "Ooops...What did I do again?" he asked her, when she stood in front of him.

Catherine jabbed her fingers on his chest "You're postponing your exposition? What is wrong with you? The only thing you actually do, you're even procrastinating THAT?"

Josh rolled his eye "Conflict in the schedule. I can't expose in two weeks for personal reasons and let's not forget Lexi completely destroyed my mural" he grinned at me on the last part.

"It was a team effort..." I mumbled but Catherine wasn't listening to that.

"Personal reason?" she snorted.

"I can't be at the gallery in two weeks, that's all"

She glared at him "Josh, you need to get a job"

Josh grinned wide "Cath, you need to get laid"

"Maybe we should let them discuss that in family" I trailed and Blake nodded, holding his laugh.

And anyway Daph's car had just driven in so I made my way towards her while Blake went to see the guys, probably to know what he was going to be eating.

When she got out of her car she was cursing.

Laughing I asked her "What's wrong?"

"Kevin, that god damn HomoErection on two legs ATE half of my food for the trip! Stinking chimp!"

Aww, Kevin, her sweet step brother.

Right before I could ask what she planned on doing because obviously she would need to get more food, the end of my pony tail was swung back into my face, having been giving a shove underneath and I glared at Blake, slapping him on the stomach.

"Ass" I just said, rolling my eyes while Blake smirked. "So what are you going to do? Want to go around and beg for food" I joked but I was kind of serious in a way.

"Nah it's fine I'll go buy some. It's a good thing we're not leaving for another hour and a half" Daph said, pretty much tearing her bag out of her small Beetle.

"Huh?"

"Ya you know since we won't be there for practice for the next four days and we have a game on Saturday Coach only agreed for us to go if we went for a last meeting, sort of, this morning. The teacher mentioned it in English."

Okay I clearly DIDN'T remember that and obviously my facial expression showed that because Blake shook his head, snorting "Wow Lexi, do you even listen during class?"

I glared a little at him "Yes"

But the real answer should have been "No. Mostly no. Lately, all I've been doing during class is stare at you. When you aren't looking of course."

But I obviously didn't say that.

Why didn't I say that though? If I said it, it would make the whole "I think I'm in love with him" deal a whole lot easier to deal with...

Or maybe not...

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts and frowned when I saw Daph staring past me, behind me and I turned around to see what she was looking at.

Josh and Catherine arguing. Actually Catherine seemed to be grounding him, while he seemed like the usual careless weirdo he was.

"Who is Catherine arguing with?" Daph frowned.

"That's just Josh, her half-brother. Don't mind him, he's weird." I answered, dismissing the matter.

Next thing I needed was have them hanging out together. That would make a catastrophic combination. Both of them together... oh my god, I didn't even want to imagine the outcome.

"Josh, why are you still here? I thought you had to stay fifty miles away from any schooling building?" Blake yelled, smirking.

"Your mom Blake! That's right, that's all I have to say; YOUR MOM!" Josh yelled, and Catherine just shook her head, leaving him.

Blake shook his head too and screamed again "What kind of come back IS that?"

"An AWE-SOME one!" Josh waved and then got back into the car, starting it.

Children...

"What was that look?" Blake mumbled to himself, frowning.

Again, huh?

"Come on, let's go drop our bags inside and then after giving our attendance I can go buy food" Daph urged me, pulling me with her.

Why am I being dragged everywhere?

Shrugging, I picked up my bag and followed her.

After giving our attendance to the teacher there, we all dropped our bag in the class and Blake went to the gym, and Daph and I went back outside to go get her grocery.

Daph who usually skipped around in the aisle was a little too quiet for my liking but to her saying she was just sad Vanessa had left again.

When I walked by the aisle where they had toys and stuff for kids I dropped the matter because I was SO buying the pack with four little water gun. One green one orange one yellow one red. Oh I would have fun with those!

I hadn't even thought about bringing stuff to make pranks! Heck I didn't even know where everyone was going. I knew Daph was in the big main cabin with me but that was pretty much it. I didn't even know if Alex was camping in a tent.

And it would suck if he did because not only would we probably not see him a lot, but also, when we got out of the grocery the sky was getting dark.

Oh joy. Rain. Already.

As we drove back to school, Daphnee still quiet, only sound coming from the Weezer's CD playing, I almost prayed that Blake could be in the other cabin. Please please please! That's all I wanted. I didn't even want him to like me at this point. I just wanted to see him during those next four days and not just torture myself by thinking about him far away. Since I highly doubted I would get a late night call now.

When we got to school and back to the classroom I barely had time to put the water gun into my bag and Blake, Alex, Mark, Davis and Peter were walking in.

"Offense got out first" Alex explained, smiling at me.

I snorted "Where are Clark and Shawn?"

They were in the offense line too.

"Chasing some cheerleader to get their fills before we leave" Blake answered in a dry mocking voice while going to pick up his bag beside mine.

I should totally have snatched something from his bag, like a shirt. I didn't have his hoodie and I actually felt like it would be weird to not have his smell with me before going to sleep.

There was no point in denying I was obsessed when I was at that stage...

"Two months ago you would have been with them" Peter pointed out, looking through his bag, getting a flashlight out, opening and closing it, to check the batteries probably.

"Two months ago I wasn't even in the country, I doubt I would have hang out with Shawn and Clark" Blake replied.

"You know what I meant" Peter answered in a dismissing tone, not even looking his way, still playing with that flashlight.

If I had been Peter I probably would have pushed the matter, asked more question, where were you, what were you doing, with whom... and on and on, but I clearly had issues. And at least with the knowledge I had of him I was pretty sure two months ago he was in visiting his family in England. Like he had mention he did during the summer.

And people said I was unobservant!

Tsss!

"Aww damn it! It started to rain!" Davis exclaimed, standing in front of the windows, staring outside.

Everyone in the room let out a sort of groaning complaint.

Personally, all I was thinking about though was "Is Blake in a tent? Is Blake in a tent?" and this little observation was perfect to answer my question without sounding like the obsess girl I was.

"Well I hope you guys aren't in tents because it's going to suck having to set them up under the rain" I said, trying not to sound like I was kind of desperate for the answer. Seriously why couldn't I just ask Blake if he was in a tent or in the guy cabin? I mean what was wrong with asking that? I was definitely getting crazy, there was no denying in this.

"Good thing we're in the cabin then!" Alex answered, sitting at a desk, his phone in his hands, probably texting Travis. He was such a girl!

And did "we" imply every guy form the team?

"So you voted against camping out finally?" I asked remembering the talks they had during lunches. And Jimmy and Connor fighting.

"Ya, the vote was pretty unanimous when we learned that Pick-His-Nose-Danny was camping out" Blake explained, sitting on the desk next to me.

I tried to not do a happy dance right on the spot, especially for something as pitiful as this, but I was pretty happy to say the least.

But it was weird, it felt like I couldn't look Blake straight in the eyes for some reason, almost as if it was inappropriate. It felt like if I looked at Blake I would blush.

And I mean what the hell? I DIDN'T blush! Lexi Grayson didn't blush!

What was wrong with me?

Was the whole, taking in consideration I might love him making me go all uneasy in his presence? Because I was already making enough of a fool of myself, I didn't need more reason to look like an idiot in front of him. Especially since I wanted him to like me...

Other students were getting in the classroom by now though, filling it up, making it a little less weird for me to avert my eyes from Blake's.

The defence line boys got in too, I could hear Cameron and Trevor singing some girly song in that high pitch voice they sometimes, well more like often, did.