1000 miles away

Paint Ball

*Ding dong*
The door bell rings. Chica barks and I frown. "I'll get it," Mark says getting up from his seat and making his way to the door. I lean over to see who it was. "TYLER!! Ethan!!!" You guys are here!" Marks voice echoes trough the room.
I peer out from the dining room a guy with brown hair and a guy with blue. What is going on? "So Mark I got the items ready." The one in brown hair and a Beanie says. "Oh yea, hold on I want you to meet Clare, the YouTuber I was talking about, Clare?" Mark calls. And I pop out from behind the dining entrance and walk to the living room. "Hey," I smile nervously. "So Clare, this is Tyler," he says pointing over to his left, "and that's Ethan," he says pointing over to his right. "Now they will be helping us with the video today would that be good?" Mark says really seriously, I nod. And he signals for them to go. It's crazy, how he has a team, which is his friends. I frown no knowing what to do, I did not want to disturb Mark as well, he looked very serious in his work. And I didn't want to disrupt anything. Just then Ethan came over, he was the blue haired guy, he looked around the same age as me. "Hey," I smiled making contact with him first. I did not want to seem nervous or get anyone nervous either. "Hey," he said smiling. "So...what are we going to be doing today?" I ask. "I mean...Mark told me some stuff, but well I don't know that much, sorry." I shrugged shyly, great job on first impressions me. "Oh don't worry, we're gonna be playing paintball, in the garden so Mark and Tyler is it setting up," he lays back nonchalantly. He seems cool. "So...you live with Mark?" He asks. I almost burst out laughing at that question, "are you kidding? No." I chuckle and then look at Mark and Tyler setting up the things. "Oh I taught you guys were like...an item or som-" "WAIT WHAT? An item?" I burst out and look at Ethan disgusted/disbelievingly. " jeez..I was saying I just taught/ assumed..." he trailed off. "Sorry..I shouldn't have burst out like that,"I sighed and gave a small smile to Ethan. He was a nice guy, I could tell. "It's okay. I understand...sometimes it's jus-" "Ethan,"I interrupt. "Yea?" "Do me a favour and just don't talk about that anymore...please." I stare into the far distance after that. "Oh I'm sorry.." he apologizes again. "Don't be, I'm single. That's all." I smile pleasingly. Suddenly I see a smile grow a little on Ethan's face. That's so weird. "What?" I laugh. "Nothing, your just pretty darn cute." He laughs shyly blushing a little. Awww that's really adorable. "Aww, thanks Ethan..." I smile looking at him giving him a friendly shove. Just then Mark looks over with a expression I have never seen before in my whole life. Just than he takes a paintball gun and aims at Ethan. Bam! Paint splatters on Ethan all over his shirt. I turn to look at his white shirt being ruined. "Oh my god." He panics a little. "MARK! What the hell?!" I shout over to him. There's something not right with that person. "WHOOPS, sorry Ethan I was test the paint ball guns, sorry bout your shirt bro I'll buy another one for you tho?" Mark smiles patting Ethan on the back and leading him out to the garden. I shake my head in disbelief. After awhile, the set up was done and Mark called me over. "Okay so here's the plan. We are going to have a 2v2 alright?" Tyler explains, we all nod. We grab our guns. "Alright, now pick a team." Tyler smiles. "I'll go with Mark," Tyler smiles. Mark opens his mouth to say something but Ethan interrupts, "well, alright then I'll take Clare." He smiles picking up his gun. His cute. "Sure blueboii," I smile and pick my gun up as well. Marks face didn't look pleased. But we quickly got to our check points. "ALRIGHT, LETS PLAY THIS FAIR. 3...2...1...GO!" And Tyler shoots the starting pistol in the air then throws it aside. My heart beat fast, it was time. There were crates of boxes as our defense, thank God Mark's garden is really big so we can have 15 of these for each side. I creep up to a stack of two boxes with Ethan beside me I saw something moving and signaled to Ethan. "10 o'clock.." I said. And he gets up and he shoots, the enemy shoots back and he ducks back down. This was going to be fun. The enemy stops firing and after 5 seconds I take another peep. He moved his position. I signaled to Ethan again. "1 o'clock behind the one row of boxes, just wait him out, aim and shoot. His hiding for now." Just then something else hits us red bullets. Mark...I duck and cover my head and signaled to move. After 7 seconds Mark stops firing. I watched him play video game shots before, his pretty good at predicting and getting the aim. We will just have to somehow outsmart him on this one. Bam bam bam bam. "I'm out!" Tyler says walking out dropping his weapon. I laugh and look at Ethan and gave him a thumbs up. Now we had to deal with Mark. I move up. And lean on the crate of boxes took a peep. Where could that red floof be? I scanned the area with my eyes and then move back to lean against the boxes. I swear if that asshole wins me...BAM! BAM!BAM! I will give him a chance...
i crouch down and move Ethan is beside me now. "His behind those four standing crates." Ethan informs me. I nod. I creep up towards the front line. Just then Ethan taps my ankle. "I think I'll go first?" He asks. I nod again and allow him to cross. Just then a paint grenade dropped and Ethan jumps into my arms. The firing stops and Ethan looks foreword into my eyes. I gave him the 'really?' Look. He apologized and got up. He crawled over to the front line and took a peep. Assuming we were in the front line not long ago he shot us from a angle at 11 o'clock, means he would move...his past movements would be zig zag-gy. So I would make a guess his in 2nd row front 1 o'clock. I signaled Ethan to keep his eyes on the look out. And...FIRE. Ethan shot the area I guessed and true enough the blue paint was getting onto Marks shoulders and he had to come out there. He crouched down and shot at Ethan. Ethan was out. "ETHAN OUT!" Tyler smiled and laughed. I smile and realize it was just me and Mark now. I creep back up to the 3rd row crate of boxes. This is no good. I saw a red floof running by. I aimed and shot 3 seconds 3 bullets. "SO CLOSE!!" Tyler shouts. It hit his hair. Turning his magnificent red floof into a shade of blue. I laughed and quickly got into my next position. 2nd row it was just one layer of crates. Mark shoots and I quickly roll close to the crate for shield. I took the risk and got up to shoot. Suddenly Mark did too. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. BAM, BAM. I look at my head to see red paint dripping down. And Mark's stomach with blue paint. Mark won.
"MARK WON. HEADSHOT!" Tyler cheers. Mark does a happy dance and points at me "nice try newbie." Mark smiles smugly. "Shut up." I say annoyed. "Your so triggered right now aren't you?" Mark laughs. "Shut up." I smile a little and decide to go wash up.
By the time I was finish. Tyler and the rest had already packed everything back. It was 5:45 almost time for dinner, Mark decided to bring us all out for dinner. I changed into a pretty olive green long sleeve top that was tight but not too tight, and threw on some skinny black ripped jeans. I did my hair into a messy bun, did a little touch up on my make up. And was done.
I came into the car and sat in the front. Beside Mark who was driving. Everyone was just staring at me. I pretended not to care. I faked a cough and asked Mark to start the car. And thankfully, he did. Mark brought us to a nice restaurant. We arrived at our destination. I got out and walked along side Ethan who was really shy and awkward I decided to lighten his spirits. "Hey dude," I smile. He looks at me, "hey," "why do you look so nervous?" I frown walking closer beside him with Mark and Tyler ahead. "I don't know...maybe its the fact that a really pretty girl is right beside me and she doesn't know?"he shrugs. I can't get enough of his compliments. He makes me feel special. "Thanks Ethan, you really need to stop with your compliments tho." I give an awkward smile and looked to the ground. "And don't be nervous!! If there's anything I learnt..its do it while you have the chance, otherwise, one day you'll regret." I smile again and lock my arm and his together. He looks at me shock, I'm not taking this back. Mark looks over at us in the lift. He gives that face again. What is with him? We walk to the restaurant and the waiter gets us a place. Mark takes a sit, I let go of Ethan and i'm sitting beside Mark, something tells me this isn't good. Everyone looks at their own menu. "You know what you guys want already?Tyler? Ethan?" They nod. But he forgets about me and he orders the waiter to come and orders food. "wait, I haven't made my order," I said. Mark looks at me smilingly, "Don't worry, you trust me on food don't you?" There was no way I could say no because Mark was treating us. I didn't want to say no to him...so I slowly nod, and he orders. After awhile the food comes and I am in awe, the food looks amazing!!! "Oh my gosh! These look so good!" I smile taking a whiff. Ethan smiles and offers me some chicken I smile and before I can say anything Mark interrupts, "ETHAN! that's your food keep it to yourself." What is wrong with him. Just then I grab Ethan's hand that was holding the chicken and feed it to myself. Mark looks at me in disbelief. I smile proudly. "Your order sir, and ma'm" the waiter places down the food. Spaghetti for me and Mark. It was good, really good. I loved it.
After we finished we walked back to the car and drove Tyler and Ethan back. "Bye Tyler and bye ETHAN!!" I smile waving frantically out the car window. "Bye!" He waves back and Mark winds the windows back up blocking my voice.