Chapter 9- Paintball

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Dean? It was Dean? Who would have imagined it. Wow, now I'm being sarcastic in my own head, okay I'm officially going crazy.

I now announced to myself that Dean Spencer was the person who did this to me. So gentelmen by his part.

-"I mean, I don't really know if it was him, but I mean, the pieces fit together. That morning, after my run, when the boys came in with the box of cloths, I saw Dean coming out of the bathroom, putting something into his backpocket. Then the note had disappeared. What a coincidence!" I couldn't stop talking about Dean in all morning, and I think that my pacient roomies are starting to get unpatient to leave for breakfast. The announcment trumpet sound and all three of the girls instantly stood up. Wow.

-"Don't think of it, Brooke" Emily whispered to me, as we were leaving our cabin. I nodded and continued walking beside them. Until we got to the picnic table where we normally sit. We all got our breakfast, today there was eggs and sausages. But I just got fruit. I wasn't that hungry this morning.

-"So, how's everything, girls? I saw Ben sit down next to Scarlett as I noticed her cheeks fading into a small cute shade of pink. I raised my eyebrows as Scarlett looked up at me. I started smirking by the fact that Scarlett was blushing even more as Ben got closer to her. My smirk immediately burst into laughter when Scarlett started caughing really bad. And expulsing some water from her mouth. After her 'caugh attack' she started laughing along with me. Ben was just completely and utterly confused right now.

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A few moments later we were already getting changed for our next activity. Paintball. Everyone in Wisteria was now wearing an indigo shirt and a sleevless white coat on top. I guess the coat is for when someone fires at you with paint.

-"Okay so, if you get splashed with paint you need to come back to this exact spot okay? There is a big space for this game, we can play all around the forest. Although there will be fences to show you the limit" The head monitor of wisteria was now explaining to us the game and how it works. But I was just not paying much attention. I couldn't stop thinking about fucking DEAN!

-"Brooke, Brooke!" I heard the monitor said, and I focused all my attention back to her. "You will be searching for hardwood's base. Once you get there, you need to get that tiny airhorn from underneath your coat and blow it. Okay?"

-"yeah, okay" I nodded looking at my surroundings. This was going to be hard. We were surrounded by big trees and some small walls to defend us. How was I supposed to find a base? Especially the hardwood's base; They must've hidden very well.

-"Hey, you can do it Brooke. We are counting on you" Emily said to me, putting a hand on my shoulder, smiling. I nodded and placed my hand in the middle of our circle, where everybody was putting their hands to then raise them all at the same time shouting-

-"WISTERIAAA!" We all started laughing for a slight moment until our monitor started sending us away. I got separated from Emily, and the rest of the group. Trying to look for hardwood's base.

I looked around, to see if I saw anybody. When I suddently heard someone shooting. Oops, the game started. I got down on my knees and hid behind a small wall there was between two trees.

I looked up and immediately alarmed when I saw a certain someone standing right infront of me, pointing the gun at me. It was Jonah. He was a conifer.

-"I'm sorry Brooke" He apologised, and I was just surprise by the fact that he was actually gonna shoot me.

-"too bad" I heard a familiar voice coming from a distance, shooting at Jonah.

-"Bro, two minutes into the game and I'm already eliminated, great" He said, walking slowly and sad towards somewhere where I guessed was his base camp. I looked back at the guy who saved me. Lucas.

-"Thank you so much Lucas! Wait, why did you help me... Eliminate one of your team?" I questioned, completely shocked and confused.

-"Because I want us to work together to find the hardwood base" He said, extending his hand up in the air so I could shake it. I took it and stood up, cleaning the grass from my knees.

We went together exploring all of the camp. I fired at 3 conifers, and 1 hardwood. Lucas fired at 4 hardwoods, and 2 wisteria. I was actually having fun with Lucas, he was kindly protecting me from all the people who tried to shoot me.

I looked around, until I finally spotted a big green flag that said 'hardwood' in the middle. I looked at Lucas and gently shaked his arm.

-"pstt, over there" I whispered, pointing at the area where the base was set at. He looked at me and nodded, holding me by the hand and guiding me next with him. We were walking over there trying not to make a sound. When we suddenly heard a bush shake behind us. So I quickly got closer to Lucas until our bodies were literally touching. I was scared it was gonna be some animal or something. When I turned around I saw Dean standing there watching us. He looked at me and back at Lucas.

He's jealous. Make him jealous.

Stop it subconcious. Dean was still staring me and Lucas back and forth, clenching his jaw. I could notice he was annoyed. He then picked up his gun from the floor and pointed at Lucas with it. And, by the blink of an eye, Lucas was eliminated, now it was only me left in the game to blow the air horn at the hardwood base.

Dean pointed his gun at me and still didn't fire. He just stood there, his eyed locked on mine.

-"If your gonna shoot, shoot me now. I don't have all day" I said, quickly picking up my gun and pointing at him too, getting closer to him. Now we were so close I could literally smell his breath. He then moved his gaze down to my lips, and gulped, looking back into my eyes.

Now we were both centimeters away from each other, pointing both guns at each other. There was a deep, tense silence between the two of us. I tried analyising his face, but no emotions were there. just hunger and unpatience. I slowly looked down at his lips, who were literaly almost touching. God, how much I wanted to savour them right now, they looked so soft and peachy.

We kept looking at each other for some more, without saying a word. Just pointing the guns at eachother. For a few minutes already. This wasn't akward, just very tense.

I quickly looked away before I could get lost in his profund, intense gaze.

-"Come on, shoot" He encouraged. But I didn't, instead, I just tried sprinting over towards their base, running past Dean. When I suddenly felt a hand on my wrist, stopping me on my tracks. I let go of his hand and noticed he didn't run after me, he just stared at me. No emotion or expression in his face. Just those dark hazel eyes being reflected by the sun, making them a pretty honey color. Stop being such a softie, Brooke.

I shaked my head and continued running towards the base, I picked up the whistle on my coat and blew the air horn. Feeling good about my achievement. I ran past Dean Spencer, wow. A few seconds later I noticed a lot of people started running over to where I was, cheering next to me.

I looked for Dean amongst the crowd but I didn't find him. Until I walked off the stressing group of people. I noticed Dean leaned on the tree, looking at the floor, with an expression I have never seen in his face.

He was smiling. Not that typical smirk, he was smiling. I wonder if I was the one to put that smile on his face?

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