Chapter 5

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I wake up to camera flashes. And whispered voices.

"Corbyn you idiot you left the flash on!" Melanie whisper yells.

"You're really bad at whispering." I say opening my eyes. I try standing up but am pulled back. I look over and see Watermelon Boy asleep with his arms around me and my head on his shoulder. I smile a bit to myself. Wait. Why am I smiling? I'm confused, oh well I'm always confused.

     "What's happening?" I hear Daniel mumble when he opens his eyes and sees Melanie, Christina, Zach, Jonah, Corbyn, and Jack all starring at him.

     "Hey Dani." I say. He screams probably because he wasn't expecting me to be right next to him. What is it with these boys and screaming? "Well that was a lovely scream but I think I'd prefer if you let go of me." I say gesturing to his arms wrapped around my waist.

     "Uh, yeah." He says unwrapping his arms and blushing a bit.

     "HEY YOU AND ZACH ARE TWINS!" I say gesturing to his cheeks and Zach's cheeks.

     "Hey!" Zach says.

     "It's only the truth." I tell him. "So what's going on?" I ask.

"Well once Corbyn and Zach convinced the security guards to let us go we came up here and found this." Christina explains.

"Fun. So what do we do now?" I ask.

"I don't know bitch you choose." Melanie says flopping down on the couch next to me.

"LETS FLEE TO MEXICO!" I yell.

"NO!" She yells back.

"WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO GO TO TIJUANA WITH ME?" I scream.

"BECAUSE LAST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK, HUNG UPSIDE DOWN FROM A CEILING FAN, AND ALMOST BOUGHT A NIGHT CLUB!" She screams back. (Credits to crappystorys for the ceiling fan quote. Go read her book!)

"That's true." I respond. "So anyways..." After this we just hang out for a while and do random stuff.
    
     There's something bothering me. I think back to earlier today to try to figure some thing out. First, when I saw Daniel at the store I thought he was cute. Second, I took him on an adventure with me and the only person I've ever done that with is my ex boyfriend. Third, I called him to come get me on the roof instead of someone else. Fourth, I blushed when I saw that we were holding hands. Finally, I smiled when I saw Daniel's arms around me.

Do I like Daniel?

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