It all Started with The Joint (A GrasberryJam Love Story)

Too Good to be True?

~Graser's POV~

I slammed the front door behind me and quickly took off my shoes and began for the stairs. I sprinted up so fast that I almost lost my footing and fell down. I could hear my mom scream from the kitchen: "Zach you're home already?" I ran into my bedroom and slammed the door hard enough so that the pantings on my wall shook. My computer was already on from earlier this morning because I was editing a new Survival Challenges video that I had filmed with Will. I quickly logged into the Cube TeamSpeak and saw Liam in one of the recording suites. My mic was muted and I discovered that he was in the middle of filming an episode of The Cube. He was beginning to talk about the bank plans as I finally unmuted my mic and blurted out: "AM I CRAZY?" You could hear the confusion in H's voice as he replied with: "Yes...what the hell do you want Graser? I am trying to film this clip for my episode. Please let me finish." "I really need to talk to you; you are the only one that I can trust with what I am about to tell you...just please let me finish." I took a deep breath and waited for him to reply. I had to tell someone and I really did trust H. "...Okay, I'm listening" He replied sympathetically.

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There was probably a good 30 seconds of dead air after I finished telling him my story. "Wow, I didn't know that you had it in you to-" I cut him off: "What are you saying H?!?! You think that I can't get a boyfriend?" "No no that's not what I was going to say. I wanted to say that I never would have expected you to make the first move. With people that you know you are very energetic and outgoing, but with strangers you always tell me that you are shy." "I know, and that's why I wanted to talk to you. I never do anything like this and now he has my number! He probably threw it out already." I let out a sigh and shook my head in disbelief. How could I be so stupid as to give a random dude my number? He is never going to text me. I probably looked like such an idiot. I am an idiot. "Graser stop with all of this negativity! I bet you he will text you back and the next time we talk on TS you are going to be the happiest guy on the planet. I'm going to finish my Cube episode so I'll talk to you later tonight. I know things will work out, don't think about it too much." "Okay, thanks man. I really hope you're right." I hop on The Cube for a bit because Will and I are scheduled to clean up spawn tonight, and I wanted to take my mind off of what my future has in store. I join a TeamSpeak lobby with him and the thoughts go away almost instantaneously. I am now focused on breaking all of the chests and trolling Dfield as he streams. Back to normal.

~Straub's POV~

"Are you coming with us?" Said Bee as I was coming out of my daydream. I replied as I rubbed my eyes and yawned: "Wahh, huh?" She sounded annoyed:"I said we are going to the Rideau Cannel, are you coming with us?" "Oh, um. Nah, I think I'm just going to turn in for the night. I don't feel up to it." "Oh well, okay. We will be back around eight; maybe even a bit later if we decide to get something to eat. Goodnight Mitchell." The hotel door closed and I rolled over in my covers. I was nervous. Plain and simple, I just wanted to be confident enough to text that cute boy. He looked so chill and the way he left me his number wth the waiter was a smooth move on his part. I took out my iPhone and added his number. His contact name read: SexyBeast<3.