1. Claude Phoebe(ManxMan)

•Chapter 7✓

He was smirking rather boldly. He tilted his head in challenge and I chuckled before he bolted for me. Now, don't get me wrong, Ace was a really good fighter, he just has a tendency to-

My hand caught his fist and I twisted, he turned, his back now pressed into me and he groaned. His scent filtered through my senses and my grip loosened, he took his chance and turned, grabbing my head and hitting both our heads.

"Waah!" We both fell and while he laughed I whined at the headache beginning to take hold. "Why do you have such a hard head!?"

"Because that's the only way I can win." Ace laughed clutching his head and I glared at him.

"Cheater."

He stood then and placed himself right beside me. We were both so sweaty and panting lightly. We stared into each other's eyes and for a moment, I couldn't hear anything unless the sound came from him, I couldn't see anything other than him. I didn't want to look away, I felt so comfortable and so at peace that I just smiled. He reached out, the only person outside of myself who could do this, he ran his hand through my hair, his touch felt almost hypersensitive. Like my senses were so fixed on him that it knew nothing else.

There was a whoosh and I pulled him to me, we fell back, he landed onto my stomach and our eyes were wide, our breathing heavy for some reason and I saw him blush. I enjoyed his blush. We turned to the sound of laugher, the kids giggled and a frisbee was in Danielle's hand, she grabbed onto the closest person and yelled to continue playing and Trent approached us. He was eating an ice lolly, he crouched.

"It's too hot to be playing like that." I felt myself flush at his gaze and I coughed, lightly pushing Ace who blushed further and coughed.

"Go away." Trent flashed me a beaming smile and winked.

I looked over at Ace who pursued his lip. He looked so adorable then and I suddenly remembered something.

He has his lips pursed, his brows furrowed and a stick in his hand, drawing in the sand.

"Hey." He looked up, brown eyes surprised and stood up quickly, looking around and breathing heavily like he was caught doing something wrong.

"What're you doin'?"

"N-nothing." I looked down at the drawing and crouched. He acted quick, running his foot over it. I chuckled.

"Suspicious."

"Am not." He pursued his lips and looked away, folding his arms over his chest.

"That makes it worse."

"Whatever." He turned quickly and tried to get into the pack house his lips still pursed. I laughed and ran after him since I had seen what he drew.

I managed to catch up just as he was about to climb up the pack house stairs. "We're best friends now."

"What?" He blinked so adorablely that I couldn't help but grin.

"Claude! Where is my comb!?" I winked at little Ace and ran just as my dad showed up at the top of the stairs.

"We're best friends now."

Ace tilted his head before looking at me then, he smiled a little.

"Why are you thinking of that now?"

"Because," I stood and dusted myself off. "I never told you, but, I saw what you drew." His eyes widened and his lips parted.

"What?" I laughed and he stood.