fourteen.

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and so, rosie and i ended up talking and gossiping for most of the night instead of sleeping, like the boys were doing... probably...

"so, you went on a date? today?"

i went a little red and nodded, "yeah, we went to the cinema.."

"who was it?"she raised an eyebrow, i went redder, "um.. someone from my art class.."

we sat on my bed, numerous blankets around us, i couldn't just tell her.. she could be homophobic, and i'm not having that shit.

"what was their name?"

"um.. caitlin.."i said in a quiet voice, she raised her brow, "what?"

"caitlin.."i said a little louder, "caitlin thomas.. "

"oh? it was a girl? i'm sorry y/n, i didn't know you were... lesbian? is it?"

"sorry? what for?"

"i didn't realise you were uncomfortable talking about your date, i'm dreadfully sorry."

i let out a small laugh, "don't worry, rosie, it's okay, oh, and i'm bisexual."

she nodded, "oh okay,"

"hey," i said with a small smirk, "do you want to get icecream and then we can prank the boys?"

her smile grew, "but of course."

we slowly got out of bed and walked out the door, out into the kitchen.

"i know a trick to make them wet the bed, can you get me a bowl of cold water?"

she nodded and walked toward the sink while i went to the freezer and grabbed two cartons of ice cream, chocolate fudge and strawberry shortcake.

"hey rosie?"i called out quietly, she hummed back in response, "do you want strawberry shortcake?"

i saw her nod vigorously, "okay"i whispered.

i closed the fridge and put the ice cream on the counter, then opening a drawer and taking out two spoons.

"you ready?" i heard rosie say, "yeah,"i answered back, we both walked into joe's room.

the two boys were both fast asleep on the bed, joe on the outside while ben was tucked in the inside.

i gestured rosie to follow me with the water, she nodded and we both kneeled down beside joe, i took his arm, very slowly, from over his torso to hanging over the side of the bed.

we laid the bowl of water beside the bed and put joe's hand in it, very slowly, trying to suppress our giggles.

we heard a small groan and stopped dead, i slowly but surely began to stand up, and peaked over, when none of them moved, we quickly snuck out the door, closed it and rushed to get the ice cream.

i grabbed both cartons and we rushed to my bedroom, where we giggled and joked while we ate the glorious dessert.

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