Chapter 9 ~ Problems

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~~~{Destiny's P.O.V}~~~

It's been a week since Mitch and I got together, but we still haven't told the rest of Team Crafted.

Mitch and I decided to tell them today.

Pax is in two weeks, and we all have our tickets.

Mitch really wants me to get a YouTube channel so I can go to Team Crafted's booth---even if I'm not a part of Team Crafted.

So he's going to help me set up my channel after we tell the guys.

I'm kind of excited and even anxious.

"Ready?" Mitch asked me, his hand finding mine.

I nodded, unable to speak. I shouldn't be so nervous telling the guys I'm dating Mitch.

Mitch pushed open the door and I squeezed his hand. The guys were all on the couch. Jerome and Quentin were pushing each other around.

"What did you call us down for?" Adam asked, munching on some popcorn. I don't know where the popcorn came from, but I didn't ask.

"Well..." Mitch started, glancing at me.

I smiled, suddenly confident. "We're dating!"

Adam clapped, still eating his popcorn, and smiled.

"How long?" Ian asked me, sneaking some of Adam's popcorn in his mouth. Adam didn't even notice it, or if he did, he didn't really care.

Honestly, I'm sure Adam has a secret stash of popcorn and butter in his room.

And a microwave too.

"A week as of today!" Mitch and I said, smiling, at the same time.

"Congrats!" Jerome stopped pushing Quentin to fist-bump Mitch.

"I was really nervous," I confessed. "I was worried you were going to get mad at me or something stupid like that!"

Jason smiled, got up, and hugged me. It was the friendly type of hug, not the I-love-you type of hug. It didn't last longer than a normal hug.

We've started to become really close friends over the past couple weeks, Jason and I, even though I didn't tell him Mitch and I were dating. It was a hard thing to keep from him. He never seemed to like me for anything more than a friend, though, so that was good, because I didn't like him for anything more than a friend either. Plus I was dating Mitch.

I don't think anyone in Team Crafted knows Mitch used to be a player except for Jerome. And Mitch, of course, because he was the one being a player.

"I'm happy for you, buddy," Jerome smiled at Mitch and hugged Mitch for a second, then collapsed back into the couch.

"I hope I can get to know you guys better," I smiled at all of Mitch's friends.

Everyone nodded and Mitch squeezed my hand.

"I've been thinking of making a YouTube channel for her, so she can be at our booth during Pax." Mitch informed his friends---and mine, soon. Hopefully. Jason stopped hugging me but slung his arm over my shoulders.

"But she's not a part of Team Crafted!" Jerome objected. I gave Mitch a warning squeeze of his hand. Mitch started to glare at Jerome, so Jerome added, "Not to say she shouldn't be there. It's just not...not...correct... ," Jerome fumbled with his words. (#BrosBeforeHoes :3)

"Then make her a part of Team Crafted." Mitch said flatly. I let go of Mitch's hand. He looked like he was just barely keeping control of his anger.

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