SheWolf

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Raelynn

It's been irritating and difficult staying at Jim's house for the past few days. I've met my mom for lunch a couple times, it was hard getting Jim to agree to let me out of their sight. I quickly came to the realization that Jim has a soft spot. Emphasis on a; He only seems to have one. And unfortunately for my ego, it's basically begging. I can't remember how many times I said the word 'please' to that man.

Tyler is acting strange around me. Around everyone else he's laughing and being social. But if we're alone or even if we pass one another in the hall, he avoids me like the plague. He holds his breath too. I pretend I don't notice it, to be polite, but it has been bugging me.

Actually, I pretend not to notice a lot of things that the guys do. I've been pretending I don't notice the pungent smell of arousal that's only increased throughout the days. I'm not happy about that, but it's out of my control.

All the guys who live here are on edge, and I know exactly why. All to well, actually. My period ended two days ago and I've been trying to think about anything but how they're all shirtless all the time. Lucky for me, it's been working.

Jim has been dragging me out to the forest every day for a few hours, since he still wouldn't let us 'kids' go to school. It only got worse after the tree. The second day, he wouldn't help me get to the branch and it took me what felt like ten hours to reach it and pull myself up. The third day, he took me to a tree with much less branches to climb up, and they were spread further out. The runs have also gotten a mile or two longer than the day before each day. Long story short, Jim is Satan and I'm in a crap ton of pain.

As for the rooming situation- yikes. The second night, after all the pizza I told him I was going to shower, and he left the room. He didn't come back to his room that night- which I wasn't too concerned about. The next night, he laid in his bed for a while, as I laid in mine, trying to sleep. He kept tossing and turning- so it was hard. At three in the morning, I guess he finally called it quits because he left the room to sleep downstairs on the couch.

I see what Oscar told me about now, about how they walk on eggshells around me. It makes me anxious, that I put them on the edge this much. He couldn't even be in the same room as me. I notice it with Dwane, Jason, and surprisingly X as well.

They all show express it in different ways though.

X is always trying to talk to me. About anything. He tried to have a conversation about ants with me once, out of nowhere. I was confused, but then I noticed him coming up to me at random times and trying to talk about things that I don't care about. Of course, I was polite and talked to him.

Dwane is always trying to do everything for me. I hate it- I like to do things myself, and I feel guilty if someone else does my stuff for me. For example, instead of even letting me try to reach the salt that was on top of a shelf slightly out of my reach, he zoomed over and grabbed it for me. I haven't had to grab anything from a shelf, cupboard, or even the fridge the whole time I've been here, much to my distaste. A bit more of an extreme example, is he offered to cut my chicken for me the other day. Even when I told him no, he tried to do it anyway. Again, I wanted to be polite, but that was over the line for me, and I ended up snapping at him, telling him I can do it myself. After that, he backed off and had a regretful look on his face that screamed 'why did I do that?'

Jason sucks. I've known that since day one. I'm still not happy with him about his dream, and he hasn't even apologized about it. His thing is staring at me. Intense, stalker level staring. He doesn't even look away if I catch him staring, which isn't difficult to do. I can feel his eyes constantly burning a hole through me. He always ends up in the same room as me, unless I'm in mine- or the one I'm staying in. He's not even secretive about it. Usually five minutes or so after I go to a new room, he walks in shortly after. I'm not polite to him at all, I glare at him- but he just doesn't care! He has absolutely no shame.