Dumbstruck

Chapter 21

"So I said, 'You know, I would slap you. But I don't wanna make your face look any better'." Blaze said as I put my clothes back on the drawer.

"You know, one day someone's going to shut that sassy little mouth of yours, and by that I mean kiss it shut." I smirked at her as I sat on the bed.

"Pfft. Yeah, right." She scoffed while rolling her eyes. "By someone you mean Andre? Ha! No, thank you."

"He's been courting you for the past three years now! Give the guy a chance." I chuckled.

Rolling her eyes at me before smiling. "Anywho, enough 'bout me. What about you 'Mystery Girl'" she winked.

"Oh. My. Gosh! Not you too." I groaned, flopping on my bed.

"What? You seriously don't expect me to miss out on the latest news, do you? I'm Blaze Foxe, I never miss out on anything anywhere." She winked.

"You're crazy." I shook my head.

"And you're being a squirrel."

"A squirrel?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because squirrels are good at hiding their nuts." She flipped her hair.

"I don't have any nuts." I laughed.

"Stop trying to change the subject!"

"I'm not! You were the one who brought up nuts." I laughed harder.

"I didn't know girls are so interested about nuts."

Sitting up, Olly stood at the door way with an amused smile. Damn, he looks nice.

"I didn't see you there." I said slowly.

"Yeeeeeep..." He prolonged. "I've been standing here for a couple of minuets now."

"Oh."

I just stared at him staring at me in the doorway and to say it was awkward is a major understatement.

"Who are you talking to?" Blaze asked.

Turning my head, I bit my lip before answering. "Ummm...just one of the boys i'm currently living with."

"Oooh! Which one? Is it one of the blondes or is it the dark haired one?"

"One of the blondes." I said, looking back at him.

Crooking an eyebrow, he slowly walked towards me with his hands still in his pocket and holy freaking goose he looks so freaking hot.

"The hottest out of the three." He said, sitting next to me.

"Right." I scoffed, lowly.

"Oh, as if you don't agree Tyvvah." Blaze winked.

Rolling my eyes, I said, "Blaze, this Olly and Olly this is Blaze, one of my best friends back home."

"Wait, you're the Olly?" Blaze questioned with wide eyes.

"By the Olly, you mean...?" Olly asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Like, the Olly who's-"

"The Olly who's interrupting a serious conversation between best friends." I cut Blaze off with a look. "Is there a reason for you barging into my room?"

"Technically, It's Omar's room too." He said with straight face. "And I didn't barge in, the door was open."

"What did you want?" I stared at him with the same expression.