Letter Supply | Shaylor

Thirty Three - Coping For You

Although we haven't confirmed everything, I am still glad to go around holding Taylor's hand without people judging, thinking I liked Cameron or Sammy.

It should be clear that my eyes are only on Taylor's by the way I am holding onto his waist as we meet the other guys in the back.

I caught Cameron squealing, only to get news that he made a vine with Nash. "Ugh. I am apart of him now! We made a vine Shawn!"

Nice to know everyone is getting along. I mean. It's wonderful. I was complaining about Aaron and Hayes. I wanted to be in the position of seeing a pen pal. Now life is here.

Taylor has became everything to me. From getting his ignorant letters, to him coming to school and being my secret admirer, then being my best friend. I know what it feels like, I am aware that...that I love him.

"Can we talk?" I asked him. "As you know, a couple minutes ago, I kind of caught you. Or well, don't know how to word it but I pretty much found out everything that made this relationship better. Now I want to completely define it." I held his hand as we say on the hammock together, both rocking on the swing as we looked up at the palm trees and modern exterior. "Will you be the second half of this boyfriend relationship?" He snuggled closer to me as he said, clearly, perfectly audible, "yes."

And this is the start of an amazing break.

I have everyone here that I could ever ask for.

Exclude Gilinsky.

But besides that, all nine of us can make a great friendship I suppose. I see things coming for us along really well.

"Let's play a game. Call the other guys." He sat up from the swing as everyone met up in the middle tennis court.

"Fellas, we are doing a couples relay. Don't care if you're a couple or not, I ship all of you with whoever you're hanging out with already. Don't want to call it a couple, fine call it a pair or parter. All I know is that, this game is in tribute for Shawn asking me out. We are called a couple." Taylor circled himself, hands behind his back eyeing everyone, like a leader. All of the guys clapped and cheered after he mentioned us. They were so supportive and excited for the game.

Taylor continued his game explanation. "So we will have our partners and do a couple relay races. Like wipeout? Feel me." He nodded, we all nodded. Honestly, this is going to be pretty kick ass. Watching tons of sweaty boys get physical with one another. "Each couple makes a relay together that we have to imitate. Whoever gets the faster time wins!"

Taylor said he wanted to get his go pro, which allowed everyone to want to grab their own cameras as well. They rested it above the tree which angled perfectly.

"Shaylor, Catthew, Cash, Jolinsky and Haaron." Taylor counted out. "Five different relays. Each couple, or pair makes their own!"

I had an idea that we both made one basketball hoop, go up the slide with our knees then hop into the pool, front flip, touching the hammock as he finish line.

"We got this babe. Way to go easy on them!" Taylor applauded before someone could call 'start' on the race.

"READY. SET. SHAYLOR GO!" Referee Aaron called out holding the stop watch.

Taylor was making it pretty quicker than I was, but once again, this was couples edition so we had to go moderately together.

"Got a feeling that I'm going under!" I yelled as I was tugged by Taylor into doing a flip into the pool. "I know I'll make it out alive." I yelled whisk running to the hammock.

"Time!" Taylor shouted. Aaron recalled, "23.2"

By the four pairs went, Catthew got 34.8 because Matthew was having a hard time crawling on his knees, Cash made it around 20 seconds no problem, Jolinsky received the worst score due to Gilinsky racing ahead of Johnson, couples remember, and Haaron as 28.7. Moderately avenge for all of us.