𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏

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Caleb

Cleaning

Back to cleaning after people

I nearly forgot we had to clean up the rooms, even though I think everyone should be old enough to clean after themselves.

It's only me and Damien, since Milo is still technically injured. Even if he doesn't feel like it anymore.

"So... would you like to talk sometime?" Lisa asked, obviously she was asking Damien. She had been chatting with him basically the entire time. And of course he was only talking to her just to get out of cleaning.

Almost forgot I hated him a while ago for doing the same shit he's doing now. And it's still pissing me off that I'm cleaning the entire room while he's just sitting there, on the bed I made up. But that wasn't the only reason I was mad.

Was I jealous of her?

Why am I jealous? He can talk to her, and I shouldn't be getting envious. Im actually happy for whoever he gets into a relationship with. That's good for him and whatever girl. It's not like I like him or anything. Nope, I don't like him at all. He's just a good friend.

He's a guy who has an outer shell that can piss you off. But once that shell is gone he's actually a cool and nice guy. Doesn't mean he isn't a prick at times, like now, but he's a nice guy.

He's very protective of who he cares about. I remember when he shoved me in the lake. Milo told me how panicked he was and how he immediately jumped in and saved me. Not to mention he gave me CPR. I remember when I woke up he hugged me, clung onto me like I was the most important thing in the world at that moment.

Would he do that again?

I've got an Idea

But it could lead to me drowning if he doesn't save me. Ill take him out to the dock and accidentally slip in, and if he saves me -

"The blanket on the bed is backwards." One girl walked out of the bathroom and spoke as she stared at the bed.

"My bad." I mutter.

I look over to Damien. He stares at the girl as she goes on about whatever. I've always known and seen how tall he was, but I disregard it til now. He was 6'2 or 6'1 last I remembered, so he was pretty tall. It really matched his slightly muscular body. Once again I've disregarded all these things.

But how!?

His eyes were the opposite of his personality. His eyes looked soft, his gaze was soft when he looked at people. Not to mention the color of his eyes, they were jaded.

Stop thinking about that! I can't like a straight guy. He'll never like me back.

He did give me a rose origami, was he giving me a hint? No, no, maybe I'm just overthinking it. Or is he a closeted gay? He did say me and Milo were hot... sorta.

"I'm done. Let's go Damien!" I say, eager to get him away from her. He immediately walks, not giving Lisa a second glance and I can tell that, that pissed her off. We leave and I decided that I should put my plan into motion. Little did I know my plan wouldn't go exactly how I planned it.

"Wanna come to the dock with me?" I ask Damien and he nods, probably half listening to me. He tends to half listen when he's in deep thought. Just recently found that out, and you know when he's deep thought when he's very quiet and looks like he's spacing out.

I walk onto the dock, looking at the kids splashing a bit. They were a bit far.

Why am I starting to have second guesses. Am I just being ridiculous. Why do I need to reassure that im important to him? Why am I trying to reassure myself that? God this was a dumb plan wasn't it?

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