15- I don't know how to tell her.

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This chapter is dedicated to -BluePheonix and raropuka.

  "I'm still angry about this morning..." Ivy tells me as we head towards the bathroom and leave Barrett and Dean eating in the food court of the mall, "You could've came earlier... Barrett wouldn't shut up."

"I believe you." I respond with a smile, "And... Do you really want me to tell you why we took so long?"

"Because of the government men, right?" She asks me, a bit confused as we pass a couple restaurant counters.

"Well... After that... Dean and I kissed." I inform her, my heart pounding in my wound-up chest, "And it felt soooo goooood."

Ivy's expression transforms into an astonished one when she hears me tell her the news in my sing-song voice.

"You did?" She queries in disbelief, "No way!"

"Yeah..." I whimper as we make a right turn, "I just couldn't stand not kissing him when his sexy chest was bare... And the sun shined on it... And-"

"Okay okay," She interrupts me, beaming in satisfaction as we make a turn into the short hallway, "You're in love, I get it."

   "I am?" I respond with a quizzical expression, "Wait... I can't be falling in love..."

   "Why?" She answers me, eyebrows knitted together like I'm crazy, "What's wrong with being in love?"

   We pass a few doors, find the women's, and then swing open the door. I scan for feet under the three stalls to make sure we are the only ones in here, and then I sigh to face Ivy.

   She raises her eyebrows, waiting for me to tell her what she wants to know.

   "Because I'm a virgin." I inform her truthfully, wishing I hadn't told her not two seconds later because of the humorous smile that forms her mouth, "I haven't had sex... And... Well... I'm sure if we are in love we would and I mean, I impressed him with my kiss but what if I'm not good enough for-"

   "Okay seriously?" Ivy replies to me, still smiling as she continues, "If you are truly in love, your body will do its own thing."

   "But..." My voice trails off when the image of Dean presses into the center of my thoughts, his bare chest and that dark look of love in his eyes, "I..."

   Ivy sends a calm laugh my way, and then touches my shoulder gently, "You should not be worrying about that..."

   And with that, she leaves me, walks away, and then enters a silver bathroom stall, locking it behind her. I shake my head, forcing the image of Dean to leave my mind as I walk into a bathroom stall and shut the door behind me.

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   "We haven't had much luck with hotels." Dean argues with Barrett from beside me in the cab. My groggy mind barely wants to register the words that are being spoken, but they listen anyway as my eyes stare out at the houses and trees that pass by.

"But we all need some rest before we travel tomorrow!" Barrett angrily fires back, "Let's just stick with the plan!"

"If you have enough money we can just rent a truck or something and just take turns driving." Dean suggests, not raising his voice like Barrett just did, "We would get to the master faster, and it wouldn't cost as much as taking cabs, racking up a big bill, spending money on a hotel room, and all that crap would."

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