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Boone

I was standing next to Jessie a little shocked at what had just happened.

"Don't worry, they fight like that all the time. And rogue only ended up kicking Jacobs ass like once." Jessie assured me.

I nodded thoughtfully.

"You guys looked really cute on the couch by the way." She added.

I fidgeted a little, "We were just watching a movie.."

"And cuddling." She pointed out.

I shrugged, "We're just friends. Friends cuddle."

"Mhm. Sure."

I sighed walking up the stairs as well. As I passed by Rogues room I heard faint yelling.

"Bailey! There was no point in that!"

"No! I don't care if your sorry!"

I cringed, jeesh.

Walking into my room I quickly grabbed my ear buds glad to have some time to relax and think.

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Rogue

"Im sorry, I really am."

I sighed, "Whatever bails.."

"Don't be like that."

"Well I'm probaly grounded for the rest of my life because of You!" I snapped.

"You kind of did that yourself."

"Yeah..I guess." I agreed.

"It did feel really good flipping Jacob off." I said with a chuckle.

Bailey grinned laughing as well.

I couldn't help but crack a small smile myself, his laugh was infectious.

I layed back on my bed looking at the ceiling. Bailey layed next to me following my eyes to the ceiling.

"Do friends cuddle?" I asked abruptly.

"Well I mean, we've slept in the same bed plenty of times. And we're friends."

"Well yeah but like.. we're different."

"How so?"

"You basicly raised me man."

"Just call me dad." He grinned.

I smirked, "Don't be a perv."

He shrugged and closed his eyes.

I figured I may as well nap too, waste some time. I was about to close my eyes when Milah barged in.

"Get your butt up! Your on lawn duty mister!" She shouted.

I groaned getting up, "front or back."

"Both." She said before walking out towards Jacobs room.

I picked out a old shirt and some work shorts I had gotten awhile ago. I changed quickly sliding on my shoes as I walked out.

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Jacob ended up being on garden duty, of course. I paused my mowing panting a little.

"Jesus Christ its hot as hell out here.." Jacob complained standing up and stretching.

"Says the one who's weeding a garden." I said with a roll of the eyes.

I whipped off my now sweaty shirt.

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