My Art Freak

Chapter Eleven

(y/n)'s POV

I didn't know how I ended up having a sleepover at Damien's house with him, Cady, and Janis. I didn't know how we ended up really warm, so we'd all changed into tank tops and short-shorts that he told us to bring. I didn't know how Janis ended up looking so cute.

Not that I minded that part, though.

I never minded being around Janis, she was a good friend, after all, that really cared. Sure, Cady and Damien were great too, but we didn't have that chemistry like Janis and I did. We had an easy friendship, and it didn't hurt that she was nice to look at.

Did I seriously just think that?

I blinked, and saw the other three settling down by the bed, all chattering about who knows what.

"(y/n), get your ass over here!" Janis laughed, patting the spot next to her. I walked over and sat down, snuggling into her side almost instinctively.

"Aw, the lovebirds are canoodling!" Damien cooed, so as a response I reached over to flick his temple.

"Quit spreading false information, young man, or I may have to walk all the way home," I scolded in a fake British accent.

"Well we can't have that! Fine, I shall stop making a mockery of your friendship," he pouted, crossing his arms across his chest and furrowing his eyebrows.

"Why are you people like this?" Cady groaned, but it was clear as day that she was joking around.

"We sacrificed our souls for a shared bad sense of humor." Janis piped up with a deadpan expression. Cady made a pouty face at her.

"And you didn't invite me? Jesus, what kind of best friends are you?!" She complained. I gently smacked her shoulder. I loved these absolute fuckface dorks.

"Yeah, you had a mathletes competition and we couldn't reschedule because The All Powerful Cthulhu was getting antsy. We had good souls back in the day, you know." I explained.

"We even had chips!" Damien chirped.

"Quit giving away the secret, guys! The Lord Almighty could kill us early!" Janis shushed us, dramatically waving her finger in our faces. Damien, probably as revenge for earlier, licked it.

"Jesus, you two are kinky ass friends," I joked, making Damien wink and Janis' face explode into redness. She wordlessly sputtered and shook her head rapidly, earning a round of laughter from the three of us.

"Can we just watch a movie or something? Or be cheesy and play truth or dare? Something?" Cady hit their heads, then reached over to flick me, giving me tiny a pinprick of pain.

"Ooh, truth or dare! I love it, circle up!" Damien squealed. Janis rolled her eyes, and I followed. Cady gladly followed instructions and we did so after her. I seated myself between her and Janis, straying just a bit closer to the latter. She was magnetic, and I loved basking in her ethereal presence that made me feel tingly and safe.

"Okay, Caddy! Truth or daaare?" Damien rested his chin on his hand and batted his eyes at Cady, who chuckled a bit at his behavior.

"Dare!" She proudly declared. Her energy just went from like, 20 to 100 in two seconds. I was a bit alarmed, if I was being perfectly honest.

"Ooh, thrilling! Okay, I dare you to... swallow a spoonful of mustard."

I practically gagged at the thought, but Cady looked determined to complete her dare. More power to her, I guess, if she was confident to eat mustard. A whole spoonful too, that poor girl.

"Cool!" She got up, absolutely glowing. Maybe she'd only had mustard in small amounts. It tasted good when there wasn't so much of it. But a whole ass spoon is waaaaayyyy too much.

"Janis, would you be a dear and get the supplies? Already filled, as high as you'd like," Damien had a devious smirk and Janis nodded, saluting and walking out of the room with her own mischievous smile.

I would have been lying if I said I didn't watch her ass as she left.

Hey, it's not my fault her ass was perfect, perhaps even sculpted by the Greek gods that created Aphrodite.

Okay so maybe I was a bit of a Greek mythology nerd, okay? The thought still stood.

"See something you like?" Cady teased, snapping my attention to her. I blushed and looked down, suddenly finding my lap very interesting to look at.

"Absolutely not! I don't... see her... like that," I mumbled awkwardly, and boy was it easy to tell I was lying. But it was too early to like Janis, and I didn't want to anyway. Sure, she was great, but feelings could ruin our budding friendship which I loved so much.

"Sure, and my ass is made of chicken. Just go for it! If you asked her out, she'd say yes,"

"Yeah, because you'd force her. And I don't see her like that. And even if I did, I don't wanna date, because then what if it got awkward for you guys? Or what if we broke up? She's a good friend, and I'm not planning on ruining that," I told them. Their faces lit up, shockingly. Didn't I just shoot their idea down?

"You talk like you've thought about it before. Have you at least thought about dating her?" Cady asked hopefully, but I could see a bit of reluctance in her face.

"Nah," I said with a smirk, adding a playful wink for good measure. Gotta keep the atmosphere more or less light.

"What'd I miss?" Janis came in with a silver spoon that was indeed filled with mustard. It wasn't too much, at least she tried to be nice.

"Just a little chit chat, nothing too exciting," I shrugged, and patted the spot next to me for her to sit.

"Alrighty! Caddy, it's time to slurp!" Damien sang, taking the spoon from Janis and handing it to Cady, who didn't show a single sign of nervousness.

Then, she put the whole fucking spoon in her mouth!

I'm pretty sure I literally gasped out loud, earning a strange look from Cady, who pulled the spoon out of her mouth completely clean.

"That was good, your mom buys good mustard Dame." Cady said, seemingly oblivious to our complete and utter shock. Damien's jaw dropped, his eyes bulging out of his head. He seemed to be the most confused out of anyone.

Who the hell was this girl and what did she do with our Cady?

"How did you.." Janis started, looking awestruck and more than a little disturbed.

"I dunno, I just like mustard," she shrugged, giving Damien the spoon. He still hadn't closed his mouth, too shocked to even bother.

Okay, what the hell was my friend group?

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