~~~(Satisfy by Moonzz)~~~
Case walks into the steamy bathroom, inhaling the heavy fog as he comes in. He strips off his t-shirt and then unbottons his jeans before sliding them down his legs. He listens to the shower run from next to him and he smirks, crawling out of his boxers next. He opens the steam covered shower door to find Israel inside, the water running down his naked body. Small clusters of suds make their way towards the drain through Israel's bare feet and Case shuts the door behind him.
Israel turns, his long brown hair wet and dripping. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
"You know." Case pins Israel up against the shower wall, pressing his mouth to his. Their naked bodies touch, little waterfalls forming off their noses as their faces touch. Case runs his hand down Israel's back until he reaches his butt.
"I thought you'd never get the hint." Israel tells Case between kisses.
"Oh I got it." Case smirks as Israel forcefully grabs Case and brings him closer. The two of them continue kissing and kissing until Case's lips begin hurting. Israel turns him around, kissing his shoulders and his neck before going in.
Case's eyes spring open and he sits up in his four poster bed in his bedroom. He breathes heavily, looking around his room to realize it was just a dream. He swallows hard, picking up his phone and turning it on to see he and Israel as his wallpaper. Case sinks into his pillows, terrified of the dream he just had. Who has wet dreams of their best friends? Probably ones with strong feelings for them.
~~~(END SONG)~~~At school, Anna sits at a table in the school library, her earbuds in and the sleeve to her striped shirt rolled up on her arm. She's looking down at the gash on her arm from when Luke had pushed her off the bench at homecoming. Anna winces at the memory and closes her eyes. She hates what happened but she hates herself even more for forgiving Luke. She had texted him the following morning after he blew up her phone with apology texts and calls. She isn't entirely sure why she forgave him though. Maybe it's because she's afraid that if she stops things for good with him then he might do something worse. Plus, the shove wasn't even directed AT her. He was angry with Rhyannon and he just let his anger out. She would have done the same thing.
"There you are." Brooklyn sits down across from her at the table. "I've been trying to get a hold of you all day."
Anna has had her phone on airplane mode the entire day so that she can't receive any texts from Luke that she would be forced to respond to. She slides her phone over in front of her, turning off airplane mode. "Oops, sorry. It was on the wrong settings."
"Look." Brooklyn holds her phone out in front of her and Anna sees a picture of Brooklyn and Cambridge together onstage the night of homecoming. They're both wearing crowns and the smile on Brooklyn's face is the biggest Anna has ever seen it. "Cambridge posted it on Instagram."
"Yay?" Anna guesses.
"Obviously." Brooklyn smiles down at the picture again. 'It means he semi cares about us."
"So you still care for Cambridge?" Anna tilts her head. She doesn't really have a problem with Brooklyn and Cambridge being a thing. Sure, it would be weird at first but they've always had some weird thing with each other. Maybe Anna has been an obstacle in their way this entire time.
"I don't know." Brooklyn admits, looking away from the picture. She studies Anna's face. "You're not mad, are you?"
"Why would I be mad?" Anna plays dumb.
"Because Cam is your ex." Brooklyn reminds her. "I won't talk about him if you don't want me to-"
"I don't care." Anna interrupts, looking down at her phone to change the song on her playlist.
"Is something bothering you?" Brooklyn asks after a minute. "You've been acting differently since before the dance."
"I'm fine." Anna answers honestly. She really is fine. Just because her boyfriend shoved her off a bench doesn't make her any less fine than she usually is.
"You know you can talk to me right?" Brooklyn asks and Anna simply nods her head. "Is everything fine between you and Luke?"
"Yep." Anna answers before seeing her phone buzz. A text from Luke appears on the screen. "See, he just texted me."
"Let's make dinner tonight." Brooklyn reads the text aloud and raises her eyebrows. "Cute."
Anna musters up a smile, hoping Brooklyn can't see the dread behind her expression.
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Beverly Hills: Season 2
Teen FictionThe gang is back for an all new season of drama.