*Miles P.O.V.*
As Winston walks in, Tristan and I jump apart. When I actually see who it is, breathe a sigh of relief. Winston looks at us, shuts the door, and a huge, mocking grin spreads across his face.
"Wow, Man! Get a room!" I smile.
"Well..." I say. "We had one 'till you walked in." He laughs. Tristan looks at me as if I'm crazy.
"What's wrong?" I ask him. He grabbs his shirt, throws it on, jumps up, and pulls me - by my arm - to the corner of the room by the door. Away from Winston. He whispers urgently to me.
"Miles, I am so sorry, I did not know he was gonna barge in here like that, I went too far, and I shouldn't have gotten on top of you, and-"
I cut him off by placingmy mouth on his. I pull back and Tristan stare, wide-eyed, at me.
"Tris," I say. "Shut up for a minute." He nodds. I can't help but smile.
"So..." He starts. "You're gay?" I chuckle a little and look down. Walking over to my bunk, I tell him "not exactly". I take a seat on the bottom bunk of me and Winston's bed.
"He doesn't play for just one team," Winston says, laughter in his voice. I look over at him.
"Shut up, Chewy!" I say, still smiling. He laughs.
"So..." Tristan says. "You're what? Bi?" I blush. For so long it was just Winston and me who knew. I mean, I knew this day would come eventually, but not this soon! It takes me a wgile to respond to Tris.
"Uh... yes?" It comes out more like a question.
"Is that why you and Zoe were all over each other?" That much shocks me. Tristan crosses his arms over his chest, waiting.
"Tris, I'm not into Zoe. I pushed her off me. You can ask Chewy!" I point to Winston so he'll know who I'm talking about.
"It's true, Man," Winston says. "He may want you and another chick, but Zoe isn't the one."
"Shut up Chewy!" I say. Tristan doesn't know that I'm into someone else, too!
"Wait," Tris says, "you are into someone else? Who?"
"It's no one," I say. He gives me a very accusing look.
"Spill!" he says. Before I can say anything, though, the door opens and Maya enters. I jump to my feet.
"Tris," she starts, ignoring me and Winston completly. "I'm so so sorry about telling Miles about you-" Tris cuts her off.
"It's okay Maya," he says. I think his eyes drifted towards me... nah! I take a step toward them, my eyes on Maya.
"Matlin." I say in greeting.
"Hollingsworth." she says in return. "Where's your shirt?" she asks. I raise an eyebrow.
"Why? You like what you see?" She blushes. Before she can respond, Tristan takes her arm and leads her out of the room, shutting the door behind her. He turns to look at me.
"Are you out your mind?!?" he practically yells.
"What?" I ask, genuially shocked.
"Do you really think I'm gonna let you make out with me and then flirt with my best friend?"
"Tris, I-"
"No, Miles! Figure out who you want. Then give me a call." And with that, he was gone.
