8-Game!

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We started sprinting toward the condos. We cut through the park as a short cut. The wind felt so good, I haven't run like this in forever! I was running as fast as I could, Alfredo was only a little behind me. I smiled as I ran but I slipped and fell in the pond. I was soaking wet. And there was a fish in my shirt.

"Johnny, you alright?" He asked.

"I'm f-fine," I said shivering.

"Let me give you a hand."

He stretched out his hand. He looked like a god with the sun behind him. I reached for his hand and felt like a jolt of electricity flowed through me. He pulled me up with no effort at all.

"Th-thank y-you..." I stuttered.

"No problem."

I was so cold. The water was freezing and I can't stop shivering.

"Hey you're shivering," He noticed. He put his red jacket around me and put his hand on my waist.

"U-um, p-please don't p-put y-your hand th-there."

"Relax, I'm just keeping you warm," He chuckled.

I felt like my stomach had butterflies flying all around, my knees felt weak too and my face was heating up. I hated feeling like this, but I loved it too.

"Hey, come on. Do you need me to carry you?" He smirked. Dummy. Making me feel this way...

"Please don't."

"Then let's go. We need to get you inside," He stated. We walked for about five minutes till we saw the building. He opened the door and led me inside. It was colder in here than out there!

The elevator took a while to open. Once it did, we stepped inside. His hand is still on my waist. "Martin, aren't you worried that I'll get your clothes wet?" I asked.

"Not really. Clothes get wet all the time," he smirked. I wondered why he was smirking but I let it go. The elevator door opened again and he led me out. It turns out that his room is at the end of the hall. "Sorry for the mess," he said as he opened the door.

I don't know what mess he's talking about. Though I was expecting some, it seemed spotless. It's as if he has a maid or something. "What're you talking about? It's super duper clean!" I pointed out.

"Whatever you say, um the bathroom is in that hall, last door on the left. I'll leave some clothes in front of the door," He said.

"Ok, thank you."

I went inside the bathroom and locked the door. My clothes really were wet. And so is his jacket. I took off all my clothes and stepped into the shower. His shower is so different than mine. His has only one knob. I twisted it to all the way to the left. It felt warm, but soon turned very hot. It felt like I was in a volcano. I immediately turned it all the way around. It got cooler and soon enough, I felt like I was in Antarctica. I switched it to the middle and got warm water. Then, I turned it slightly to the right because I like cool water. I took a while looking for his conditioner, but I gave up and concluded that he doesn't use any. I got out and opened the door slightly. I got the towel and clothes that he laid out for me. I dried myself off and looked at the clothes he had given me. "That sneaky bastard..." I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look too bad, but it was uncomfortable. I'm wearing a cat ears headband, fit black shirt with hello kitty on it, really short sporty shorts, and high knee socks. I could've left the socks and headband alone, but who am I to not complete an outfit. I went out and slowly headed to the living room. Martin was setting up the wii u and it seems that he changed his shirt. "Hey, uh, can I change into something else?" I muttered.

"Why would you want to?" He asked, his back turned to me.

"Because I don't feel comfortable wearing this," I protested.

He turned around, his big stupid grin on his face. He seems to be eyeing me all over. It felt weird, my body felt hot when he was looking at me. It's like he's studying me or something. "But you look cute," He smirked.

"Yeah, but-"

"Can you at least leave it on till we're done playing?" He asked.

"Fine. But if I beat you, you'll have to wear it."

"But I'm bigger than you, it'll look weird. It only looks cute on you," He argued.

My face was heating up. I hate how he does this. He keeps making me feel like this. It's getting annoying. I grabbed the pillow and tried to hide the creeping blush.

"Hey, come on. Let's play so that when I beat you, you have to wear it till tomorrow," He smirked. He sure smirks a lot.

"Bring it on," I chuckled.

We played for hours. And of course, I'd won every single time.

"That's cheating!" He hissed.

"Hey, chill. Oh and where's your closet?" I asked.

"Why?"

"I'm going to get new clothes," I stated as-a-matter-of-factly

"But-but"

"No buts. We made a deal," I declared.

"Fine, my room's over there," He said sounding defeated.

"Thanks."

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A.N.

Hey guys! How is it so far? Good? Bad? Currently boring to death? Or maybe super awesome?

Please, please, please! No mean comments and constructive criticism is accepted. :)

Fun fact: I like doing these. I'm gonna do these a lot now :)

Adios! Au revoir! Sayonara! Paalam! Goodbye!

Happy reading!

-RobenWoods

P.s.

WHO ELSE IS EXCITED FOR SEASON 10 EPISODE 2 OF SUPERNATURAL?????!!!!!!

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