Sorry for the long wait but as I had mentioned I had exams, lots of them, and now this week I don't have classes but I have been busy pretty much every day so no time for writing. Sorry I do have a pretty busy life and writing isn't a priority at the moment. I have a lot of things to do and problems to deal with so bleh! -_- Life sucks. And writing is supposed to be a way for me to escape and un-stress. Not stress. If I'm stressing over writing because I feel overly pushed I won't enjoy it anymore...

Now I'm not telling you guys I don't want you to stop messaging, I actually enjoy your messages quite a whole freaking lot and will answer to the ones I still haven't had time to get back to, but just understand that at the moment it's hard for me to concentrate on writing, and if I do write, it might be something else than this story. I have been in this "world" for over a year and it's getting straining on my brain... I have too many ideas bubbled up in my brain just waiting to have a chance to be heard and put on paper so I want to give those a little chance before I forget about them completely.

Now don't worry of course this story is my priority and of course I know you guys need Blake and of course I will still upload I just want you guys to understand how messed up my brain is lately! lol

On the other hand want me to show you guys the wicked tricks I can do with my tongue? Oh and I emptied a pumpkin today and let me tell you playing with the inside of a pumpkin is freaking awesome! It's all squishy... okay shut up Kay... lol

Enjoy! There's a nice part about Daph here I think you might like! ;P

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I don't know why but for some reason at that moment it was like there was some kind of collective "Aww" and "KISS HIM!" all jumbled up, ringing in my ears. Would thinking "Listen to the voices" make me even crazier than I was already becoming?

Why was Blake saying things like this? Why was Blake even with me right now? Why was Blake always there? Was it possible that for some out of this world reason Blake could actually, kind of, sort of, maybe like me? Because why would he always come back? Why would he spend all this time with me? Why would he hold my hand all the time? Why had he kissed me in the first place? Because Blake had said it once, he didn't kiss the bimbos because he didn't care about the bimbos. Why would he have kissed me, even if it was for the play, if he felt like you needed to care about someone to do so?

But he had kissed Stacey in the library. Well she had shove her tongue in his mouth, but still hadn't he left her do it? Had he been lying when he had said the no kissing thing? It was Clark who had brought it all up though... but could I trust Clark... Could this all just be some kind of really mean set up? Seriously why the hell would someone do that? I highly doubted Blake could have done that...

And I was seriously over thinking right now wasn't I?

And I could still feel his heart, his heart beating faster. Shouldn't that mean something?

I HAD to right?

Right?

Blake's chuckle brought me back to reality.

"What's funny?"

Oh my god could he listen to my thoughts and he found them completely ridiculous! I mean if he could read my thoughts it would explain SO many things!

Please, god, don't make him able to read my thoughts that would be SO embarrassing I begged mentally. I mean that's exactly what I needed having Blake know I picture him shirtless all the time.

Blake shook his head, smiling as little "Nothing"

Blake wearing a tutu. With a tiara. Singing some Barbie movie theme songs. Are there Barbie movie theme songs?

Okay that's good right? If he's not laughing that means he can't read my mind right?

So what IS he thinking about to laugh for no reason?

I propped myself on my elbow to take a better look at him "Spill it Blakey-Boy"

Blake closed his eyes, still an amuse smile on his lips and ran his hand through his hair "It's silly really"

I don't care I want to know every silly thoughts that cross your mind... okay that sounded bad.

"Then you won't mind sharing it won't you?" I pushed.

Blake turned his head to look at me, his fingers playing with my own still on his chest "I'll tell you what I was thinking if you tell me what you were thinking"

I snorted silently "Why would you want to know what I'm thinking?"

The corner of Blake's mouth twitched up a bit "Why would you want to know what I'm thinking?"

"I asked first!" I chuckled, slapping his stomach by freeing the hand he had been playing with. It was distracting me way too much and it was hard to keep coherent thoughts when all I could think about was his fingers on my hand. It was maddening. And it was silly.

"Because your head is still a mystery to me. Of course I know you over think but sometimes you just... get lost into your thoughts I can see it and I wonder what the hell is happening in there." he whispered the back of his fingers trailing lightly on my temple "Can I be invited?"

I almost didn't get the last part cause my mind went blank. Completely blank. This touching thing was driving me mad. But what he was saying even more...

"Fine I was thinking that making Stacey drink Coca-Cola while she's eating Mentos would be awesome?" I blurred out, trying to make something up and trying to take the heavy feeling away.

"So all I get is a lie and no answer to MY question?" Blake laughing, pinching lightly my side.

"Prick" I laughed and poked his side. "I was picturing you in a tutu singing girly songs actually."

"Alright I guess I can work with that? What were you dressed up as?"

"Dumbass" I laughed

Before we could talk more though we heard Daphnee's voice ran has she walked from the stairs and to the room loudly "I don't care that as Charlie Brown said nothing spoils the taste of peanut butter like unrequited love, I will NOT respond to those feelings Stacey! I'm keeping my lesbian phase for college. Luckily with a chick that isn't used up already by an entire football team, no offense boys"

Oh dear mother of god...

"Do I want to know what brought this on?" I asked her, raising my head a little, but still staying in my bed bunk. If I didn't get out Blake was trapped. I mean sure he could try to get past by going over me but if he did I wasn't letting him go anywhere. He wasn't going anywhere.

Daphnee walked up to the bed and stopped to stare at me "She elbowed me in the boobs"

I laughed "She's jealous"

"She'll be bald at the end of this trip too..." Daph glared staring in the distance.

"You need help with that plan?" Blake offered, still laying beside, eyes closed, smirk on his face.

"No thank you sexy running back I will do just fine without your help" Daph nodded to herself and then she turned around and got into her bed bunk, humming some song I didn't know. Maybe she was making it up; with her it was a possibility.

"You should go talk to her" Blake whispered to me, giving me a little shove of the elbow.

"But I want to stay with you" I wanted to whine dragging the ouuuu sound like some kind of three year old on sugar rush that wanted to try the roller coaster for the hundredth time.

But I restrain myself... to keep some dignity or something...

"She's singing. You don't disturb Miss Harrison when she's in her singing trance" I whispered back.

Yes yes this was a totally plausible argument. Shut up brain.

Blake seemed to find this argument a little weak too because he smiled in amusement but then added "Go talk with her"

Okay so yes I knew it was the right thing to do, go talk to Daph, but I was just beginning to talk with Blake now! Ugh!

"Since when am I supposed to take order form you Mister Eat-" I didn't finish my sentence because Blake pushed me and I almost fell off the bed bunk.

Little bitch!

"What the hell was that for!?" I hissed at him, kicking his leg.

Blake smirked before grabbing my hand to stop it from punching him and said "Call me Master"

"Jerk!" I scowled and after releasing my hand, I punching him, to his amusement, and I jumped off the bed bunk. And then I turned back to look at him, still laying in my bed bunk, actually settling in "Get out!"

Blake turned his back to me, sliding his arm under my pillow "Nope"

Okay he was starting to annoy me now.

I came to stand by the edge of the bed and then grabbed the back of his pants to pull him out. "Huh, YES!"

Blake laughed and slapped my hand, not moving "Let me sleep pretty please"

I slapped the back of his head and whispered harshly "I don't want Gossipy-Blakey around while I talk with my friend"

I mean he was the one who had pushed in the first place for me to go talk to Daph and now he wanted to hang around to listen? Prick!

The last thing I wanted was having HIM stay and listen to our conversation because for some reason I was pretty sure we would be talking about him! Ugh!

Blake turned around, fighting a laugh "I'll listen to music. Got your MP3?"

I narrowed my eyes at him "Ya"

"Alright so let me sleep and I'll listen to music and I won't listen. Good?" he laughed.

I glared this time and gave him a flick under his nose "You're a prick"

Blake mouthed "Ouch" and then pinched mine smirking "You love me"

Every time he said that I had butterflies in my stomach so I couldn't fight the tiny smile working its way up the corners of my mouth "Less and less everyday"

"Liar!" Blake laughed and I took my MP3 player which was in my bag and then threw it on him.

"You better listen to it." I told him pointedly and Blake just smiled and put the ear buds on, settling in my bed.

In a sick twisted way I liked the fact that he was settling in my bed, holding my pillows that way, snuggling in my sheets; they would all smell like him tonight. Plus I had his hoodie. That called for an excellent night of sleep. Or maybe not. Maybe all that Blake-hot-smelliness would unsettle me?

Diverting from the task at hand Lexi?

Shaking my head, I went to stand by Daph's bed bunk, pushing away thoughts of the really sexy running back listening to my music in my bed.

Daphnee had been singing all through our little fight scene, but stopped when I just stood in front of her with a big fake grin on my face.

"Were you two having sex before I walked in? Or at least making out. You're wearing his hoodie. You know I never got that thing, in movies and stuff where the girl always put the guys' clothes or wrapped herself in the sheets after they did it to go to the bathroom or walk around the place. I mean please who does that? When you just did it with the dude, you get to his shower naked and you wiggled your ass doing so, unless you're like really unattractive in the daylight, then do cover yourself with shit. Well not literal shit, unless you're into that type of things..." Daphnee ranted as I got up to her bed bunk and went to lie beside her. I mean I wasn't going to just stand beside it the whole time.

"I'm going to ignore that whole statement." I laughed, shaking my head.

Oh dear Daphnee...

Daph poke my cheek "So you WERE having sex?"

I slapped her hand, laughing "No we were not"

"Shame. It's obvious you both want to exchange bodily fluids. You should, you know, work on that actually. Maybe in another room though, I'm pretty fund of my bed bunk"

I ignored that. I wasn't here to talk about me and Blake. And especially not about doing it with him while he was just few feet away. Thinking of that, I turned my head to see if he was listening but he had his back to us.

I really hope he wasn't listening.

I turned my head back to look at the blond hippie beside me "Want to share what's on your mind Dada?"

Daphnee blew out a breath, and ran her hand through her hair "You mean you want me to tell you what I talked about with your sexy football player?"

Okay I kind of did want to know that but it wasn't my priority. Right now I really wanted to know what was up with Daph. Heck I wouldn't have left Blake side if I didn't want to speak with her, she had to know that. "No I want to know what's up with you"

"Sure, keep telling yourself that" Daph snorted.

"Daph..." I trailed.

"You know we did talk about you, of course we talked about you, why would I speak with him if it wasn't about you? I told him he was a total idiot for not seeing you were crazy about him, and the cool crazy not my scary crazy. So there. You're happy? We talked about you. I don't want your boy, don't worry. I don't want anyone."

I shook my head. The way she was saying this... "Daph you're omitting things"

Plus she actually sounded like she was... mad at me.

"No I'm not. It's true I don't want anyone. I don't want to be with anyone. Occasional one night stands sure, but I don't do second dates."

"Come on, be serious" I sighed, rolling my eyes

"What? You think I'm not? Want to know who in this nice camping trip had the chance of exploring Daphnee's caves?"

"Oh god..."

"So there was Davis once, you guys had gone to the Creek and he hadn't come and I was alone he was alone so I banged him. We'll technically you should say "He banged me" but whatever, I'm the daddy! Anyway we're totally cool about it though. I actually did Trevor too. I wanted Cameron but instead ended up with Trevor and doing the two twins would have been way too cliché for my liking and by the way his dick is not small trust me. With that in mind you wonder about Mini-Cameron. Now there was Peter too once, and let me tell you the shy boy isn't that shy went it comes to coming. Also, Fred is anything but a vegetable. OH also-"

"You know what I think that's fine; you proved your point actually had sex with a lot of guys." I cut her.

What the hell was she trying to prove? Seriously? And that rant kind of unsettled me. I always thought Daph was joking when she was saying she was going to drag someone in a bathroom or do someone in a dark alley. I didn't actually think she'd be up to do it...

"Yes I did. I'm just smart about it and don't shout it around to sound like one of those overly-tanned sluts. One night stands are an art you know" she said, smugly, but a weird smugly. She seriously sounded mad right now.

"What are you trying to prove to yourself Daph? Seriously what's wrong?" I asked, looking at her.

She was staring at the ceiling, taking deep breathes.

And then she started to whisper, in a rush "You know, I just don't care about physical relation it's... it's meaningless without the emotional attachment and you see, I just don't get attached. So I don't get hurt. Everyone leaves you at one point anyway, as good as you are. They all leave you.

"Look at you! You've never done anything who could be judge as morally incorrect, I mean for Christ sake your only boyfriend was gay, I know you didn't do anything with him, anything. And what do YOU get? Your mom left you, Alex sort of left you, anyway he sure broke your heart and left a scar. If you get shit like that what am I going to get?

Totally nice reminder, I thought but let her went on with her rant.

"And I mean I never knew my father, I never had any kind of real relation with a guy, people don't take me seriously, and I mean just look at you and Vanessa you were always like this." she said doing the two finger tangled motion "When she was here, it was the two of you, you were besties and don't worry I know we were a quatuor you me her and Alex... but it's the truth Lexi! You two were closer because you dealt with things the same way.

"So while you two sat down and spoke about your feelings and tried to over think everything I go out and do without thinking. Am I brilliant for acting this way? No. Do I feel good about everything I've done? No. Can I change that? No. I can't help it that heck, I don't care about doing it with anyone because it doesn't mean anything because anyway I don't love him, I'm not attached and it's just... meaningless, all is meaningless...

"I don't trust myself to be what someone would be looking for. I'm not the girl people pick okay, quite frankly I scare the shit out of people. They wonder "oh who's that lunatic who seems like she just escaped from of the cuckoo's nest and is chanting gospel songs while throwing holly water on herself" and I don't blame them because it's true I do look and sound like a lunatic when I do that. And I scare people away because of that. Heck who knows, maybe when my mom gave birth to me I rocked some LL Cool J dance move and that's why my father ran away screaming for his mommy.

"And I'm so MAD at you, so JEALOUS! You TALKED with him! You spent TIME with him you KNOW him!" Daph added, and she definitely looked mad, but more sad... it actually looked like she could cry.

Wait WHAT?

"Huh. I'm confused now... what was that last part about?"

"LL Cool J rocks, alright" she said in a pouting voice.

I frowned "I don't know LL Cool J, personally I mean"

"His name stands for "Ladies love cool James". Did you know that?"

I look pointedly at Daphnee "You're trying to change the subject, it's almost working because no I did not know that, but I still want to know what the hell you meant by you're jealous of me because I know him... oh shit!" my eyes bulged.

No no, that can't be possible. My brain just made a bad connection. That can't actually be what's happening right now... common friends... all of Blake's remarks... the parking lot incident.

I covered my mouth with my hand looking at Daph like she was a stranger or something "Oh god... the flea market guy"

And the hippie beside me covered her face with her palms and whined "Shut up"

Oh my god! I can't be right, this can't be true!?

"It's Josh, isn't it?" I asked, in complete shock.

Seriously in what world my completely crazy friend would have a crush on the guy I liked completely crazy friend?

"Just... shut up please" Daph whined again, trying to cover her face with her sheets but since we were both lying on them they were stuck so she ended up just hiding her face in her shirt.

I fully turned my body to face her "Oh my god! You like him don't you?"

"I don't like anyone." she mumbled in her shirt

"Oh my god, you do! You LIKE him!" I repeated. This just seemed really hard for my brain to actually accept. And then something else hit me "Hey! Why the hell didn't you tell me you made out in a bathroom with the flea market guy?"

"I said I had nailed him hadn't I?" Dada whined again, and then popped her head out of her shirt, with a confused face "And how do you know that?"

I smirked "He mentioned it"

Her eyes opened wider "He talked about me to you?"

"We forced it out of him actually..." I answered thoughtfully "but yes he did mention you. Didn't Blake tell you that when you talked about him yesterday?"

Daphnee's eyes narrowed a bit "Well Blake was mostly smirking"

I laughed "Of course he was"

"Anyway he omitted to tell me that he had freaking mention me!" Daph added, eyes still narrowed.

Wow... seriously... Daphnee liking Josh... what kind of children would those two make together? Okay that was jumping to conclusion fast but one could wonder...

"You know you're going to call him right"

"No I'm not" Daphnee snorted.