Desire (completed)

•Chapter 4•

Chapter 4: Channing Tatum!

I smell horrible.

Like duck shit and salt water.

I look at Jason who is still laughing his ass off, I send a glare his way. We're both drenched. Jason thought that it would be a good idea to go swimming....

-20 minutes ago.-

A grin breaks out on Jason's face.

"You wanted to do something fun." He gestures to the pond "That's fun."

Before I can protest he grabs my hand forcefully, pulling me towards the pond.

"No." I wine trying to pull my arm from his grasp, but it's too late. Jason throws me into the pond. I squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath as I hit the cool water. I pull myself up and glare at Jason who is in a laughing fit.
Suddenly a plan pops into my head, I slowly swim towards the edge where Jason is now lying on the ground clutching his stomach trying to catch his breath. I quickly grab his arm and with all my might I pull him into the water. He falls in with a big splash, a few moments later he rises spluttering out water. I burst into a fit of giggles.

A grey and brown coloured slop floats I front of us, Jason and I both give it a weird look. Then we hear a quack. Turning our head in the direction of the sound we scream at the sight. There is a duck. Taking a shit. And its floating towards us. We look back at the brown slop. Oh, God no. We both shriek racing to get to the edge. I pushed Jason out of the way just as he gets to the edge, he falls back into the water with a splash. I push my self up and swing my leg up the side. I pull myself up and fall into the ground heaving. Jason falls down beside me also in a heaving mess.

"Maybe we shouldn't have done that." Jason mutters, I nod agreeing.

"Jason it's not that funny." I wine, he wipes away a few tears that left his eyes. I roll my eyes and walk inside. Jason and I walk back to my dorm, he still hasn't stopped laughing. Its annoying me.

"Just shut up already!" I playfully shout at him opening the dorm door. Jason's stifles a laugh but shuts up.

Finally!

I walk inside the dorm, water dripping of me splattering everywhere. Logan who is now awake lying in his bed on his phone looks up at me, his face turns disgusted at the sight of me.

"Go take a damn shower." He orders, I nod my head and walk into the bathroom. I look in the mirror and cringe. My hair is all wet and sticks to my neck, the little make up I had on is smeared all over my face and my clothes are soaked and cling to my body. I rip off my clothes desperate to get in the shower. Some how in my desperate need for a shower, I manage to trip over falling onto the bath tub landing harshly on my hip. I groan in pain and slide onto the floor. Someone knocks on the door.

"Ashley? Are you okay?" It's Logan, I pull myself up onto my feet.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I call back. I turn the hot water on and step into the shower. I wash my hair and clean my body, hoping to get rid of any smell. I turn the water off when I think I'm clean enough. I grab a towel and wrap it tightly around me. I go to reach for my clothes, then realise I don't have any.

This better not become a habit.

I sigh in frustration and run a hand through my wet, tangled hair. I open the door and check if the coast is clear.
No sign of Logan, nor Jason.
I tip toe to the draws that hold my clothes. I pull out a pair of Yoga pants, a big shirt and a light pink bra and panties. I turn around and bump into a wall.... That is breathing? And it has abs? I bring my eyes up to meet Logan's brown ones.