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Just a few more chapters! ;)

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"What's going on?" Keith demands as he practically breaks the door off its hinges. Tyler and Blu are bent over a computer screen as Tyler types away, a stressed look on his face.

Blu lets out a shaky breath. "Um, I think we're in trouble."

"Why?" I asked.

I jump as Tyler suddenly throws the keyboard across the room and rubs his face in frustration. He runs his hands through his hair a couple of times as he freaks out.

"Okay, it's really bad if Tyler just got angry because Tyler never gets angry." I move to where Tyler is hunched over on the table and hug him from behind, wrapping my arms around his shoulder. He doesn't move.

"Will somebody tell me what's happened?!" Keith shouts.

"James knows you were in his office."

"What?!"

Tyler sighs, rubbing his temples. "The security camera in the room wasn't completed disabled even though I checked to make sure it was. Somehow somebody knew we would be there and enabled the cameras again." He sighs again. "He knows you were there with Vanessa."

I gasp, a blush forming on my cheeks as I take in what he just said. James knows we were there, and if James knows, Tyler knows, and if Tyler knows then the rest of the gang know that... me and Keith...

Blu clears his throat.

"But how?" Keith demands. "How would somebody know we would be there? There's no way!"

"Maybe someone overheard?" I offered.

Angela gives me a flat look. "Who would here? We are the only ones in this house and we're miles away from the town. We're the only ones here for miles."

"Um," I scratched my head as I thought of a reasonable solution. "Maybe it was a bird!"

She rolls her eyes. "Now you're being ridiculous."

I let out a horrified gasp. "What if it was a traitorous pig looking for the cow queen so that he could take her in and murder her and take over the cow armada simply because he doesn't respect the moo and wants to take over the world with his own pig army!"

Silence.

I shrugged. "Hey, it could happen."

Blu suddenly glared at me. "What if it was Vanessa who told?" he suggested, pinning a suspecting look at me.

"Me? Really?" I say in disbelief. "You really think I would tell? Who would I tell?"

"You-"

"Vanessa wouldn't do that," Keith waved Blu off. I gave Blu a smug look.

"How do you know that? Oh wait," Blu says sarcastically. "Oh, right. It's because you kissed her."

Cue blush to intensify.

Tyler stiffens. Angela and Marco shift on their feet.

"Shut up," Keith snaps.

"No! Ever since Vanessa has been here, you haven't been the same!" Blu throws his hands in the air. "Our task was to finish James off, and ever since she's"-he pointed an accusing finger at me-"been here, it's taking longer than it should. If it wasn't for her, maybe James would have been dead by now!"

Just before Keith responds, Angela opens her mouth. "I agree with Blu. I think we should have gotten rid of Vanessa a long time ago."

"Um, by get rid of me you mean...?"

"Kill you," Angela says, crossing her arms over her chest and looking at me without sympathy. "This thing has gone on too long."

Keith keeps his gaze on me as he speaks. "We can't kill her now. It's too late."

"Too late?" Tyler echoes, startling us all. "What the hell do you mean by that? Is it too late because we couldn't be able to kill her or too late because big, bad, Keith thinks he's fallen for her?"

My mouth falls open at Tyler's words. What is wrong with Tyler? Surely he doesn't actually believe a word he is saying, right? He's just angry and upset because James found out.

"Tyler," Keith says through gritted teeth. "Shut up."

Apparently, Tyler didn't care to listen. "You just want her to stick around because you need someone to fill in for Jenna!"

Jenna?

Just as that thought processes through my mind, Keith has leaped over and tackled Tyler to the floor. I scream when Tyler throws a fist at Keith's face and Keith returns one that's even more powerful. I start to feel dizzy when I notice blood seeping out Tyler's nose.

"STOP THEM! STOP THEM!" I cry, waiting for someone to do something. I almost think that Keith is going to finish Tyler for sure, but suddenly Tyler is on top and throwing his fists to Keith's face repeatedly.

WHY ISN'T ANYBODY DOING ANYTHING?!

"Tyler! Keith! Stop fighting!" I try to grab a hold of Tyler's arm as he pulls it back to punch Keith again, but he shrugs me away.

"Please stop," I beg, on the verge of tears.

Keith uses all his strength to push Tyler off him and tries to climb to his feet. Tyler groans when his back hits the floor and Keith cringes with every move he makes to get up.

What just happened?

"You're an asshole," Tyler spits out.

"Yeah? Same to you," Keith retorts, getting to his feet and staggering out the door. As he leaves, I pin my gaze on Tyler.

"Still think he's all amazing now?" he says sarcastically before getting up and leaving from the other door. I debate on who to follow, and with a groan, I go to Keith's room.

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"What the hell was that?" I demand as I walk in to the open restroom where Keith is examining his wounds. He glances up briefly at the sound of my voice then returns to checking his bruises and cuts.

I put my hands on my hips. "You can't just go around fighting people," I scold, regarding the way he jumped at Tyler.

"He started it," is all he says.

"What are you, nine?" I roll my eyes. "Only I'm allowed to act like a child."

"That's hardly fair."

"Life's not fair."

With that, he falls silent as he tries to clean his wounds. He hisses in pain and I stand in front of him.

"Here, let me," I sigh and try to grab the cloth from his hand. He tries to pull away from me but my glare stops him.

When I finish cleaning his wound on his knuckles, I look up to glance at his face. A bruise is forming on his cheek, and his nose is bleeding. My hand hovers gently over the bruise and I touch it lightly with my fingertips. Keith watches me with a guarded look before grabbing my wrist and pulling my mouth to his.

His mouth moves feverishly across mine as he takes both of my wrists in his hands. I know he wants a distraction from what just happened, but I can't just let him kiss me and pretend it didn't happen.

"Keith..." I try to pull my wrists from his grasp and move my face back. He grabs my wrists in one hand and uses the other to disappear in my hair, pulling my head closer to him.

"Keith, stop."

He grunts and disconnects his lips from mine, breathing hard. "What?"

I sigh again. "You can't just kiss me and pretend the thing between you and Tyler didn't happen."

"Who cares about Tyler?" he whines, trying to connect his lips with mine again. I pull back this time, keeping my face away from his.

"I care," I say, and just as he's about to open his mouth to protest, I stop him. "And I know you care, too. You should apologize."

He scoffs. "Apologize?" Apparently the word wasn't in his dictionary.

"Yes, apologize. You know, say 'I'm sorry, forgive me', hug it out, and have yourself a nice bromance," I explain. Simple.

"Bromance? What the fuck? I'm not going to have a bromance with Tyler," he says, looking disgusted by the idea.

"Why not?" Now it's my turn to whine.

"Because...that's weird."

I stare at him for a while before saying, "Well, I ship it."

"What the fuck is a ship?"

I roll my eyes then purse my lips to the side, ignoring his stupid question and focus on a more important thing. "But what would be your ship name?" I muse. "Teith?" Then I gasp. "Oh my god, Kyler! That's the cutest ship name ever!" I squeal.

"Did you seriously combine me and Tyler's name together?"

"Tyler and I," I correct before continuing with a grin. "And yes, I did. Kyler has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"People do this," he air quotes, "'shipping' thing?"

I give him a look. "Duh! There are so many people to ship! Jelena, Zerrie, Kyler," I wiggle my eyebrows.

(A/N I S2G IF YALL SAY ZIGI I WILL FRICKIN' MURDER YOU BC THAT BITCH IS SO UGH DIE)

He rolls his eyes. "What if I don't want to be shipped with Tyler?"

"Who do you want to be shipped with?" I ask.

He smiles, pretending to think about it while he traces the lines on the palm of my hand before pulling me close so that our faces are level with each other. "What if I want to be shipped with you?"

I can't help the silly grin that forms on my face before I slap his arm playfully. "I know what you're doing!" I giggle. "You're just trying to distract me."

"Am not," he pouts.

I shake my head. "Go apologize to Tyler," I point at the door.

"Go apologize to Tyler," he mocks and I give him a warning look.

He sighs in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'll apologize to Tyler." I smile at his words. "But you have to kiss me first."

He pulls me in once more, and just before our lips connect, I twist my head so that his lips fall on my cheek instead. I laugh as I get out of his grasp and leave the bedroom, hearing him whining about me being a tease as I go.

I lean against the doorway, smiling softly before it drops. This isn't real, I have to remind myself but can't help but wonder about what Tyler said about a girl named Jenna. Who was she?

"I know what you're doing," a voice suddenly says, startling me. I jump and search for the culprit, my eyes landing on Blu.

He gives me a sad look. "I thought better of you," is all he says before disappearing down the hall.