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.

"Oh and why is that? You obviously like him, and he likes you too so freaking call him" I pointed out.

This was simply right? And I mean just calling him wasn't forcing him into anything. Blake had said Josh had never acted this way. He just HAD to really like her right?

"Haven't you heard anything I just said?" Daphnee sighed, covering her face with her hands again.

"He's not going to hurt you"

Dada took her hands off, looking at me, eyebrows raised "Can you bet your life on that?"

I sighed in exasperation, rolling my eyes "Fine! Be a freaking baby about this! But you two would be perfect together... well totally chaotic actually... thinking of it I might not want to hang around with you two together. I mean the guy apparently traumatized a catholic school girl, I didn't ask for the specifics but knowing him it most have been pretty imaginative. Pretty much everything he says is in a way offensive and ya... he's crazy, but you're crazy too"

Daph rolled her eyes too "Thank you I feel all better now"

"You're welcome!" I grinned "You have to call him"

"I don't have to" she laughed without humour.

"You have to! If you don't I'll drag you to his place myself and lock you guys there." That might be a bad idea "Okay I might not do that... but I'll figure something out" I added, nodding enthusiastically, making grimaces for really no reason. I must have issues. Actually I did have issues!

For some reason Daph smiled, looking up at the ceiling "Old-You is completely back now..." she turned her head to look at me "You're aware he brought you back right?"

Huh?

I frowned, confused "What do you mean?"

"You lost yourself when your mother left Lex... he brought you back."

Now how did we get into this topic again?

"You're totally diverting again!" I pointed out.

I didn't actually want to talk about my mom leaving right now... and not about my feelings for Blake, especially with him so close.

"You know instead of thinking about everyone else's love stories, like Alex's and Van and Tyler's, heck even Cameron and Ashley, and now me, you should think about you and that sexy football player in your bed bunk." Daph smirked, poking my cheek again.

I glared at her "We don't need to bring everything back to me you know, not everything is about me"

"I know that. It's about him too. And he cares about you. And he might need to see that you care about him too"

"He knows that" I breathed.

I mean he must knew I cared for him, at least on a friend level... Because he must care about me too, only on a friend level. Right?

"But maybe he doesn't know just how much you do"

Okay had enough. "You know what? Call Josh and then you can tell me what to do!"

Daphnee laughed "You're such a baby!"

I narrowed my eyes at her yet again, and made my way out of the bed bunk "Thanks! This conversation is over"

The hippie smiled smugly, and then jumped off the bed bunk too "Of course"

Ugh!

Daphnee started to sing again, skipping this time, while heading out.

God damn happy hippie. How the hell did it work in her brain? I mean I was still freaking out about Josh being her Flea market guy and her being his mystery girl! I mean how effed up WAS that? But her, no, everything was fine, she was skipping now! God damn hippie!

"I'm going to go see what our pimp is up to. You coming?" she asked, by the door.

I was still standing by her bed bunk and look at Blake still in mine. I could hear the music still playing, faintly, it was just a buzzing of some sort but at least I knew he hadn't been listening.

"Ya ya, just give me a minute" I waved at her, and she just shrugged and left while I walked to my bunk. Again, god damn hippie.

But my thoughts were suddenly elsewhere preoccupied. Blake had his back to me, and with the way he was slowly and evenly breathing, he was probably sleeping. I don't know why but I just leaned my arms on the side of the bed bunk, resting my chin on them and looked at him sleeping. It was definitely a new thing to put up in my "Lexi is crazy" list but I couldn't help it. For some reason I had this sick feeling deep down inside of me that like this he was all mine. He was in my sheets, holding my pillow, I was the only one looking at him, he was oblivious to me and he was all mine. It was wrong to think that way but it still gave me butterflies.

I like him...

I like him way too much...

And... I might be in love with him... ya I was probably in love with him... definitely...

I sighed, and after brushing my fingers through the back of his soft hair, and let him sleep without my crazy stalking.

When I got downstairs, Daphnee was sitting cross-legged on the floor trying to show the clapping little things we did when we were younger, with the little song with it, to Connor, but for some reason he seemed to have a hard time being coordinated.

I laughed at them shaking my head and went to see the twins, Alex, Mark and Cath sitting around a table.

"Hey! What are you guys doing?" I asked, standing behind Cameron, giving him a flick on the ear. He slapped my hand, but chuckled.

I still needed to find something to make him pay for the pond incident...

"Playing Asshole... without drinking..." Trevor answered, shaking his head in fake disapproval.

"This is a sad day" Alex approved

"We shouldn't be playing this game without alcohol" Cameron added.

"Want to play?" Mark laughed, ignoring them.

"Sure" I laughed too and went to sit beside Catherine.

So for the next I don't know how long, we played cards. Cameron was stocked as the asshole for a while so that was definitely amusing. And at one point, Daph came to watch us play, sat on Alex's lap actually.

And then after a while, when I was the doomed asshole and was dealing the cards, Blake let himself drop beside me, his eyes still sleepy, and leaned his head on my shoulder.

"You have La Bamba on your MP3?" he just said and I almost burst laughing but at the same time with his sexy deep morning-sounding voice I wanted to have him speak more.

I have issues...

"Yes you got a problem with that?" I smiled.

Blake smiled too "No I just find it highly disturbing"

I laughed again, and gave him a little shove on the side with my elbow "Shut up"

"Fine" he groaned, closing his eyes. Why had he gotten out of bed if he was still tired "What are we eating tonight?" he added in a yawn.

"Ya I'm hungry!" Cameron called out and then all the boys around approved so the card game was quickly forgotten and everyone headed to the kitchen.

"You're welcome" Blake smirked as we got up after everyone.

"For what?" I frowned.

"I got you out of being the asshole" Blake smirked even wider and took my hand, dragging me to the kitchen with him.

We ended up eating all on our own, making sandwiches and such. The boys were hell bend on making hot dogs on the fire but there was still light rain, though very light it made it hard to cook anything so after trying for a good half an hour they came back pouting and turned themselves to the sandwiches.

After eating and digesting for a few minutes, waiting for the sun to set down, everyone decided to go outside to play game. Yes saying it like this sounded totally childish but we were totally childish that way.

Before going outside I ran up to go to the bathroom to get a warmer shirt to put under Blake's hoodie, because I had totally claimed possession on it and there was no way in hell I was giving it back to him, at least not on this trip. I'd go back to the other one when I would get back home. Though the one at home wouldn't smell as nice as the one I was wearing now; the smell was wearing off.

When I opened my bag, that's when I saw the water gun I had bought, while grocery shopping with Daph. A smile automatically lit up my face and then I ran to the bathroom and filled the four of them with water, putting them in Blake's hoodie front pockets.

I all but skipped outside, and my eyes immediately scanned the scenery, trying to find Cameron and Blake. It was dark but there were outside lights in front of the camp and people walking around with flashlights. I could see Katy holding one while speaking with Janna.

And then just my luck, I saw Cameron who was sitting on one of the picnic tables around the spot where the fire should be burning.

I walked slowly to where he was, putting the hood on from Blake's sweater, and then, standing just a few feet away, took a water gun out and shot it straight on Cameron's face.

His reaction was automatic. He yelped like a little girl, and literally fell of the picnic table in surprise.

And then when he got on his feet and saw me laughing, he was sprinting after me.

I kept laughing and running and turning to shot him with water, running around in circles sometimes, trying to keep him away with the gun of water.

I was holding my own not so bad, the water was obviously slowing him, until I bumped into a chest I hadn't seen because I had been looking back and shooting at Cameron and then warm arms wrapped around me, a nice smell surrounding me.

Blake.

I shot water straight in his face; that surprised him, but he didn't let go and I was laughing like crazy at the shocked expression he was making but I stopped laughing and started saying "Oh CRAP" when his hand reached for the front pockets and he took one of the gun stashed there.

I punched my way out of his arms and started to shot him again but my gun was out of water so I switched with another one but Blake had one too now so I was getting shot too and they were two against me; again. This had been a very bad idea...

"Not laughing anymore aren't you" Cameron laughed, while Blake and I just ran around, shooting each other, trying to hide behind other, using them as a shield. But at one point Blake didn't have any water in my little gun anymore. I smiled smugly when I realized it.

"I say we grab her throw her in the big lake" Cameron grinned and I gasped.

"No! NO NO NO! Truce! I'm calling a truce!" I yelled, holding my hands in the air.

I was NOT going to be thrown in water again today!

"Fine truce" Blake agreed, smirking, and then came up to me, took the gun out of my hand, slashed water in my face once or twice, before I punched him in the stomach.

"Prick!"

I was about to take my last gun out but Mark called out to everyone to gather up to make teams, explain the game and rules and arrange things.

Everyone gathered around, there was the whole football team, and the cheerleading girls, which had complained quite a lot about our water war, and pretty much everyone who had came to the trip so we were a lot gathering there.

I couldn't see Felicia though and didn't ask too much questions... she might have been making animal sacrifices in the middle of the woods.

Alex and Mark stood in front, while everyone was standing in a half circle around them, listening to instructions.

I tried to settle on a spot but wasn't going to make my way through the mini crowd to get to the front and then saw Blake standing, looking like he was actually concentrating on what the guys were saying so I crept up behind him and then I don't know why I just had one of those stupid urges I seemed to have way too much lately and wrapped my arms around his waist, from behind, pulling him up his feet, to try to throw him on the ground.

He was heavy so it was stupid but hey what could I say; I was stupid.

Blake yelled a swear in surprise and then narrowed his eyes at me playfully, pointing a flashlight straight into my eyes, though we could see pretty well with the lights of the camp. "Wanna play that little game?" he asked his voice playful, and with his hand still holding mine, he wrapped his arms around me, his chest to my back, and lifted me off the ground, to throw me off, but I was holding his arms too tightly, balling my legs up so he couldn't make me fall.

"Stop and listen Blake!" I squealed when he lifted my feet off the ground again, laughing.

People were staring at us around, but not for too long and anyway I didn't care.

"Fine!" Blake laughed, his arms still around me "And you stop being a baby"

I hit him with my elbow though lightly "Shut up" I laughed shaking my head a bit.

And Blake kept his arms around me, while we listened to the guys speaking, though lightly but I wanted to have him holding me tighter. I wanted to hold him tighter. I wanted to squeeze him and smell him. He smelled so good. His hair must be intoxicating, his neck... I wanted to burry my face in his neck and hold him tight. I didn't have enough of our simple touching now and then I wanted more and more and more... I wanted Blake. All of him. And it scared me, the intensity of this feeling, this need, it frightened me.

After a few minutes, names started to be called, Blake was in the first; they were making teams, so he finally let go of my waist, leaving some kind of ache behind.

I ended up in the same team as Blake, so I was glad with that but then someone yelled out "Go" or something and then everyone from my team were running the frack away and into the forest.

What I had gotten was that the point of the game was to hide and then go and try to get the flag from the other team... well at least I think that's what it was. I obviously didn't know all the specifics though. I really wasn't listening when the guys had explained the rule; I had been too busy thinking about Blake's hands on me.

Crap!

Why did he have to run so freaking fast! Now I had no idea where he was and I wasn't so sure about what I should be doing. And I wanted to be with Blake now, more than anything.

I was hopeless really.

So I just ran towards the forest, hoping that the game would end fast and I could have Blake's arms around me again. It had felt so natural and so... nice and perfect and RIGHT!

God... I really liked him didn't I?

Ugh!

After a minute of running maybe, I could see people trying to hide around, it was hard to see right I didn't have a flashlight with me and anyway people weren't using them right now, because the whole point of the thing was to hide... well at least I think... I really should have been listening to the rules!

Anyway I slowed down, looking around and almost yelped when arms wrapped around me, pulling me back towards trees, hand over my mouth.

"They started to look for us, you gotta hide. Light grey is kind of flashy right now you know" Blake whispered right against my ear so no one could hear.

Was it wrong that I just wanted to close my eyes and cuddle against him?

I didn't think so but I really wasn't a reference these days...

I just nodded, not trusting my voice or anything about me at the moment. So this game really was hide and seek? Not something with flags? I'm sure there was a flag mentioned... It wasn't hide and seek, I would have understood that right?

Anyway I really didn't mind which game I was playing right now because I was in Blake's arms again, like he had knew that's exactly what I wanted now, and I was pressed against his warm chest, crouching behind trees and high kind of bushes, waiting for I really don't know what.

After what felt like really not that long, Blake got up, back hunched a little, dragging me with him, still holding my hand, and I could see other people around, getting up too.

Okay so definitely not hide and seek right?

We started to walk back towards the camp, very slowly, hiding behind trees all the while, and I could definitely see others following, making hands move the kind of thing like "You go!" "No YOU go" "Effe You!" Ya that kind of gestures.

At one point, someone yelled "Shawn" for some reason and then I could hear Shawn starting to curse.

Okay... so Shawn was on our team... so I guess that means having your name yelled was a bad thing? Maybe I shouldn't be ruling out hide and seek just yet...

Blake was still holding my hand and now I could see the spot where we had all been gathered and one person from the other team, still standing there, walking around a branch with a flag on it!

Ah! See! Totally flag!

"When I start to run you run alright?" Blake whispered against my ear again and for a second I had a hard time staying up right, my legs were feeling like jell-o.

But the second Blake let go of my hand and started to sprint I followed right behind him.

Blake and I had our names called out but the guy who had been with us, Dwayne I realized after, hadn't he had caught the flag.

We played a few other games like that, I followed Blake most of the time because I had issues, never got to catch the flag but Blake did, twice, of course, why wasn't I surprise?

After a while though even with Blake's warm chest and hands, the light periodical raining and the crouching in damp bushes, our hands on the cold ground, had me shaking in cold.

So I decided to go back inside and let other people play. They were going to change game anyway and it wouldn't affect the teams because since they were changing game they were changing teams too.

I got inside, my arms wrapped around myself. My socks were filled with water again, another pair that was no good anymore, it wouldn't have the time to dry.

I was seriously freezing so I let myself fall on one of the couches beside the fire place. The whole camp was quiet with almost everyone outside, maybe there was two or three people upstairs but they weren't making noise really, so I closed my eyes enjoying the resting period. All the running today and the cold and the bad night of sleep I had spent was hitting me all at the same time and I could have fallen asleep right then.

But I didn't because Blake came back in.

"Want something more comfortable to sleep on?" he offered a smile in his voice and walked up to the couch. I restrained myself from saying "Huh?" with a confused face and then let him sit at the end of the couch, beside where my head was resting and then, putting a cushion on his lap and practically dragging my head on it.

"You aren't playing anymore?" I mumbled, my eyes closed, just enjoying this.

I was too tired anyway, it was like it had hit me in one shot.

"I had to make sure you weren't passing out here... your teeth were kind of chattering outside... I was worried..." Blake trailed, one of his arms resting against the length of my body.

It was warm and it felt nice. That was one of the great things about Blake; he was so warm. Just the kind of guy you want around when you're freezing your butt off in a tent.

I sighed in contentment, taking a deep breath, settling in, making Blake chuckle lightly but then of course, annoying voices rang by the front door.

Stacey and Miriam were coming back in.

"Teachers are just so dumb and I hate the wood, what kind of activity IS this and I can't even believe they still made us come here, it's always raining it makes my hair frizz and I just hate it and have you seen what that stuck up girl was wearing for..." Stacey was complaining to her other overly tanned friend as she passed; completely ignoring us... well that was a good thing I guessed...

"Why are girls always whining... and bitching about stuff?" Blake asked and I looked up to see him frowning.

"Shut up" I snorted and slapped his stomach "Not all girls whine and bitch"

Blake looked down at me and laughed "Ya but you have to agree that a lot do. And blow things way out of proportion."

"Female hormones, just like you boys need to claim that you're the Alpha male all the time. And I'm going to state again that all girls are NOT that way. Plus boys do what you just said too" I told him and slapped his leg this time.

"But girls do it more than boys, admit it" Blake said in a teasing voice, brushing one of my strand of hair on my face.

"Shut up, you're getting annoying" I narrowed my eyes, slapping his hand though not forcefully and Blake laughed "You know what?" I turned on my back to look at him fully now "I never understood why boys get all emotional during the father and sons scenes in movies. Seriously! I mean we rented A Walk to Remember and force the boys to see it, in the times the females were in majority in the house and well Tyler slept through it but dad got all teary... at the part Landon and his dad make up. Seriously! The girl has cancer? Who cares? The son and the father work their issues; bring me a box of tissues!"

Blake tapped my nose with his fingertip and smiled "You should be ashamed of yourself!"

I grabbed his hand, held it for a few second too long and then let it go and turned back to my side and mumbled "You so cry during the father and son moments right?"

And of course Blake laughed.

We stayed like that for a little while. Blake started to play with my hair at one point. I would have liked to start a conversation but every time I opened my mouth I would yawned so I just settle on enjoying the moment. It wasn't demanding and again it just felt normal...

Was Blake feeling the same way...

He had to... right?

When I started to yawn too much Blake ordered me to go to bed. It was unfair that the boy hadn't slept last night and barely this afternoon and seemed so fine right now!

I followed his order and gave him my MP3 because he mentioned that he had only brought his iPhone with music and it had died last night and he wanted to have something to occupy his head with during the night. Because he wasn't going to sleep. I didn't actually agree with that. I actually hoped he would sleep...

After getting into my bed I felt asleep right away, snuggling my pillow, Blake smelled all around me. How would I sleep without it now? I didn't think I could...

I didn't stay asleep for too long though because girls started to get back in from playing and they weren't quiet enough so they woke me up.

And now I couldn't fall asleep again because I had a million thoughts swirling through my head; plans to get back at Cameron again, for some reason I found it amusing, Blake, of course, what Daphnee had told me, Blake again... the fact that there was only two days left and then we were going back. Only one more night after this one. It was going by too fast and I had screwed up the first day!

Daphnee came to sleep later, pretty much everyone was sleeping at that point, she was late. She saw me awake and gave me my water guns.

Ooops...

Completely forgotten about them...

And that's when something hit me.

I could use them again... Cameron would totally not see it coming...

I got out of my bed bunk, putting the guns back in my bag and then walked downstairs. I took two plastic glasses and filled them with water and then put them in the freezer.

That water would be pretty darn cold in the morning...

I walked back upstairs, smiling to myself and made my way back to my bunk.

Daph was in her bunk now and she was tossing and turning in it, like sleeping was the last thing she wanted to do and I couldn't help myself, I started to sing in a very low voice "Daphnee likes Josh. Daphnee likes Josh. Daphnee likes Jooosh". I mean the whole thing was still almost hard to believe for me but in a way I could totally see it happen, them together.

And it was nice to think about... well not always Blake...

And of course Daph fought back with "Lexi loves Blake. Lexi loves Blake. Lexi loves Blaaaake" and what surprised me the most was that while I shushed her and told her to shut up and fought to not just make her stop by throwing her my pillow because it would mean I would have to go get it back, she never said that it wasn't true and that she didn't like Josh and I never said it wasn't true and that I didn't love Blake...

I didn't need an alarm to wake up early the next morning. For some reason camping out had that effect on me sometimes. Especially when I was all jumpy.

So while everyone were still sleeping, I got out of bed, still snuggling Blake's hoodie and after putting it on, I went to take the glasses of water out of the freezer and then poured the water in the guns.

And then I put my shoes on and headed to the boys camp.

I still hadn't even gone to the boys camp...

I had no idea what there morning routine was, if they were up yet, I really hope they weren't... Well I hoped Cameron wasn't up yet.

As I walked pass the spot where the fire should have been and then between the trees, on the huge path that wasn't exactly a path but more like an open space and I could see the side of the boy's camp.

I took a deep breath and kept walking even though it was silly and I should stop trying to get back at the stupid twin but he had thrown me in a disgusting pond! He deserved a thousand worse!

When I finally got in front I smiled. It kind of looked like those house in western movies. It matched in colors with the girl's camp. There wasn't a second floor, and on the porch by the door there was a bunch of shoes all aligned beside each other. For some reason I wanted to laugh at that.

I walked up the three steps and after taking a deep breath, opened the door. I had to turn left to get into the main room, which was decorated much like the on in the girls camp, just that it was smaller and there was a table covered with poker chips. There were doors on the right and the left of that room, leading to rooms obviously.

And one of those doors opened right then.

And Blake walked out of the room

And he was only wearing boxers...

Jackpot.