The Mind Trap.

Slaps.

Her face was inches away from mine and her- what smelt like, cinnamon? Breath hit me harsh in the face. I didn't flench but instead just blinked, completely falling into a trance with her.

What's happening? Oh no the tingling feeling is back.

I pushed her back slightly and sitting up. She sat on my laps and I stirred myself, staring at her green eyes with grey swirls, too little to see from a far.

The space between us closed more when I sat up and realized that I had moved closer.

That's when I recognize the tingling feeling in me. The butterflies I get. The shivers down my spine. The goose bumps that erupted when I'm so close to her. The warmth inside me, in my heart. That was a feeling I've been told stories about. The feeling where you'll do anything for a person. Where it only grows stronger and never dies no matter what happens.

Do I like my best friend? Whoa, life can act really fast. Just one hour ago I was telling her I won't fall for her but here I am quickly starting to.

I kept on staring at her, devouring her beauty. Her dark brown hair that's partially curled at the ends with the littlest of sand left. Her round face that's flushed with a light shade of pink. The light eliminating around her gorgeous face from the sun that's almost set. Her amazingly shaped eyebrows. Her cute little nose. Her beautiful, light brown skin.  Then my gaze dropped to her lips. Those soft-looking, nude but pink lips.

I'm checking her out with any shame but she's doing the same.

She recognized when my gazed dropped to her lips and her's did to mine. I leaned in closer our noses were tickling the other at this point.

She raised her hand to my cheek, brushing it before removing it once more. This time when she placed it back the impact of it slapping against my cheek, instantly creating a burning sensation to grow in the area.

"What was that for?" I asked, groaning in pain." You slap like a man." I murmured loudly.

"You really disgust me you know that?" She jumped off me, walking backwards in front of me.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." She mumbled, nodding her head from side to side in disappointment.

"I wasn't going to do anything." I choked out, holding my cheek. My cheek tingled as if it's going to drop off my face.

"Yeah, right." She sang, her voice laced with sarcasm. She spun around heading up the beach," when you miss me I'm in the car!" She yelled from over her shoulder.

"By the way that's not a wall!"

My eyes widened before I swung my head and body to face whatever that is. Shocked interlocked my eyes when I saw what it was,"Ewww!" I shouted, watching the large rock with what looks like a million tiny snails crawling around it.

"Feel your hair!" Hunter yelled from up the beach, laughing as her body quiver from the vibration of her voice.

I slowly raised my hand to my hair, contemplating on whether I should or not. As I felt my once clean hair I regretted my decision.

"Eww! Hunter!" I screamed, my voice coming out lowly. She placed snails on my head! Snails!

I swept the disgusting little creatures of me and ran up shore," I'm going to so kill you!"

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I walked over to Toby's room after we got back home from the beach. Hunter and I both pretend that nothing happened, that we even went on the beach.

Toby had training after me but I decided to join in because missing out my normal- what I call workout- training at evenings made my feel weak.

He's one hell of a good recruit. He's one off the best too. Ranking with Hunter, Lana and I in no particular order.

We worked together a few months ago on one of our assignments for the FBI before Lana and him were forced to pair up.

They clawed colourful words at each other for the first week but eventually had to come to terms that they're not getting another partner anytime soon. It was like a cat and a dog fighting but the cat won. Lana was demanding. I thought Hunter was the worst but Lana beat that for sure.

After coming back from training I dropped myself onto Toby's bed, it's way more comfortable than mine. The white bed sheets were soft and the cream coloured covers were fluffy and warm.

"Yo, Kaleb. Um, why your cheek so red?" Toby asked cocking his head to the right, crossing his hands over his chest.

"Um.... because..well...you see..I woke up like this." I lied. I can't tell him Hunter beat the crap out of me, he'll keep on laughing until tomorrow.

"Bull crap. Who was it? Who slapped?" He interrogated me. His eyes spelt amusement, ready to burst into laughter. I saw the sparkles in his eyes that formed before he dropped himself on the bed leaning against the wall.

I rolled my eyes knowing that I'm not going to get past this,"Who do you think?"

"Well....your best friend." He smirked on the verge of rolling on the ground.

"Yeah." I rolled my eyes waiting for the mockery to spill from his voice.

Glaring intensely at my facial expression, he open his mouth,"Hunter." He said but he didn't tease me.

"What?" I asked, hopeful of not sounding uneasy.

"I am.... I like Hunter." He bent his head, arms reaching the back of his neck where he rubbed it.

My eyes widened with anger and happiness, happiness because he could see right through me like glass so faking happiness is the best thing to do even though a pot load of anger boiled in my stomach.

"Congrats, bro." I said reaching out to the now tomato looking human sitting just a few feet away.