Stranger Love

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II Hola you cuties! Chapter two is here! Just letting you know I'll update on sunday, friday, or saturday. Uploading Untitled chap 7 tomorrow. love you guys. ENJOY THE CHAPTER!!! II

CHAPTER 2

Waking up, I felt cramped, I felt as if I was sleeping on concrete the whole night. I sat up, closing in my surroundings. I was in a room with a large bed which was surprisingly comfy; then why did it feel bad when I woke up? My bag was right beside the bed and the floor is made entirely out of wood and then it seemed like it was polished. There was a dresser which contained a couple sheets of paper for applications for Kawanabe Camp; the one I go to. Am I in a different cabin? No, these aren't my application sheets. Instead, they were sign ups for the summer job, being an advisor. Under the name of Grant Owens. There were a couple of bookshelfs with plenty of good books; Romeo and Juliet, Looking for Alaska, All the books for Infernal Devices and The Mortal Instruments and so on. I grabbed my bag and slid down the stairs.

I'm in a house? Was there ever a house in the camp site? Not that I know of... My train of thoughts were interrupted by two people talking.

"So you basically just saved her out there?" A male voice asked. What were they talking about?

A husky, and kinda sexy one answered. "Yep," He told the other man, popping the 'p'. "She was just sitting there with the sketch of our house, she looked so fragile. Imagine if something happened if I hadn't been there."

I decided to cut him out by walking into the room. I plastered on a scared expression.

"Ah, you're awake," The younger voice called out to me. I looked at him. He had blond ruffled hair, had a plain white t-shirt on and grey khakis. (Finally decided to do something with that khaki joke around in the comment section. Of course I get it. I've seen that commercial a million times.) I simply nodded.

"So, where are you from?" The taller, and I presumed; older one asked me. He had messy dark brown hair, and some of the clearest yet darkest brown eyes I've ever seen. They were both hot. Me, as an asian girl who was considered to be 'cute' for some reason by maybe half of the school population. I assorted my glasses on the brim of my nose and answered them.

"Tampa," I replied to them. "But... what am I doing here?" I questioned them. The hot older one answered.

"Well, I was going out and I found you, cutely sitting there, with a sketchbook in your hands, sleeping in the cold, so I brought you in." He chuckled.

"We didn't catch your name," The other one asked me suggestively.

"That's cause I didn't throw it," I answered smugly.

"Aww, c'mon, we let you sleep in our house for a night," He pouted. The other one just ate his food.

"Only if I get to hear yours first, I told you where I live." I told him.

"Deal. Im Kyle, and this is the grouchy-as-always Grant."

"Oh those applications were yours?"

He spit out his orange juice.

"Fuck, I'm late,"

"Oh no, I totally forgot, dude,"

I was so confused at first but then started getting panicky at first too. Not only did I miss my first day of camp, I'm probably missing a bit of it now, too. I panicked and realized, oh my god, I didn't tell them my name, and oh my god, I'm in a strangers house and forgot to ask why. What a summer story.

I quickly paced around the hard floor, I knew that if I went back into the room I slept in, what was his name, Graham? No... Grant! Yeah, Grant would probably be in the room changing and I did NOT want to be involved with that. I also really wanted to take a shower, but I didn't have permission. I had to go to the bathroom so I walked up the stairs and knocked on all of the doors, and when someone didn't answer I opened it hoping for it to be no one's room.