Basketball, War, and... Love?

ch. 7~ Is This Stacey cameron?

Hey guys! This next chapter is going to have a song which is: Brand New by Ben Rector. I hope you guys enjoy this.

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Stacey's P.O.V

"I think he just tensed cause he's worried about her, but I do see where you are coming from," he nodded.

"The only thing is that I can't ask him that," I sighed.

"You're right, but if you're really worried about it than you'll have to," he said.

"Yea, I guess. I mean what are the chances of it actually being true though?" I asked.

"Thats a good point, but at the same time can you handle not knowing?" he asked.

"No," I sighed, before continuing. "But I can't just make an accusation like that."

"That my beautiful friend, is true," he said, kissing my head.

"Ooh, beautiful, what did you break," I teased.

"Nothing, but you know, off subject, how important was that Hannah Montana cd, you know totally unrelated," he said, nonchalantly.

"Childhood, but not beautiful worthy," I giggled.

"Then nothing important," he smiled.

"Better be careful with the nicknames or people may begin to think we really are dating," I joked.

"Meh, I'm not too worried," he said, waving his hand, dismissing the thought.

"Good morning guys," Kyle said, walking into the kitchen.

"Morning," we smiled.

"Is Claire still asleep?" Ashton asked.

"Yup, and I'm letting her sleep since she had so much trouble last night," he sighed.

"Yea, sorry about that," I said, standing up and taking my bowl to the sink.

"Not your fault," Kyle said.

I nodded and excused myself to go change. After, changing into some jeans and a quarter sleeve shirt, I slipped down the stairs and headed to the door.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," I yelled, I opening the door.

"Where are you going exactly?" Ashton asked, knowing that I never left abruptly like this.

"To visit Sarah," I mumbled, hoping they would not entirely catch it.

"Even I know that is not smart," Kyle said, leaning against the kitchen door frame as he gave me a look.

"I just need to talk to her, hold the house down and I'll be back," I said, shutting the door before they could say anything else.

I walked to Sarah's house, knowing I wouldn't fight but there would be a lot of yelling. After finally arriving to her house I knocked and waited impatiently.

"Oh look what the cat dragged in. Ashton and Kyle get bored?" Sarah answered the door, crossing her arms.

"No. They're still at my house, because they are my friends along with Kyle's little sister, Claire. Speaking of her, I came to tell you that you need to stay away from me and my house, and never say anything like what you did last night. Why? Thanks for asking. Poor Claire had a nightmare that you slapped her because she has friends that are boys. Claire, a kindergartener, is scared because she is friends with guys. I hope you are happy!" I ranted, yelling by the end.

"Wait is she okay?" she asked, her smug look faltering slightly.

"Yea. After I reassured her that she will not be slapped by you because of who she is friends with," I snapped, before turning. "I hope you have a wonderful life."