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Chapter Twelve

      Waking up for the third time was easier than the first two times. I was in my own bed, surrounded by people. Grayson's head was on my chest, James, who had probably arrived a bit earlier, was passed out on a two-person couch/bed in the corner of my large room. Brooklynn was laying on the pulled-out mattress of the couch a little ways away from James, and Matthew and Cedric were on a leather chair, bunched up together. I scooted closer to Grayson, if that was possible, and breathed in the smell of vanilla. Maybe this was better than most nights - I didn't feel weird about being this close to Grayson for the first time. We were best friends, so it didn't matter much. 

I closed my eyes again, and flinched as I felt Grayson's fingers tracing letters along my back. '' I know you're awake, idiot, '' I groaned tiredly, my voice hoarse. Grayson jumped up, smiling nervously.

'' Sorry, '' he tried to explain, '' I just- ''

'' Its fine, '' I whispered, pointing to everyone that was sleeping in my large room. 

Grayson nodded, flinching and untangling himself from me quickly, falling onto the floor and pretending to be asleep as Brooklynn woke up. She glanced at me, her eyes tired and her face turning slightly green. '' Hungover? '' I asked quietly, and she nodded, getting up and running to the bathroom that was in my room. I heard her throw up, and then the water ran. It was reasonable to assume that she was brushing her teeth. 

She walked out later, smelling good as in wearing my watermelon strawberry perfume, and sat on the bed beside me, twiddling her thumbs. '' Sorry about last night...'' she said softly. I shrugged. 

'' You were drunk, its fine. ''

 '' I just...saw you with James and Ethan, and then that Grayson asshole, and I just....it made me so angry, '' she growled. '' Ethan always told us you were a stuck up whore - when I saw how easily flustered you got and how shy but dangerous you were, I knew he'd been lying. I feel bad for assuming you were some bitch, but the way he described you, I mean damn - and you didn't even let him get all up in your face even with his extra-alluring breath inches away. Didn't even look at him. You HIT him. No one has ever gone against Ethan like that - I envy you. '' Brooklynn finished speaking, and her face quickly hardened. '' Dont think I like you or anything like that - I'm no lesbo, '' she said quickly, and I smiled a little, nodding. 

'' I know, Brooklynn. '' I mumbled, my face pink. '' I know. ''