"Go! Go! Go!"

"Ahh!"

"I'VE BEEN SHOT DOWN! ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!"

I laughed as Marco, Tyler, Angela and I played with water guns. Yes, I know, I actually got Angela to play. Angela. I'm so proud of myself.

"TYLER! AVENGE ME, FOOL! OR ELSE I'LL THROW MY CHANCLAS AT YOU!" Marco cries out as he lays on the grass, soaked in water and mud. We were currently playing as Girls vs Boys.

"AHH!" Tyler aims for me. I scream as the cold water drenches me and Angela shoots him down. He yelps and uses his hands to protect his face while she laughs evilly.

I hold up my hand for a high five. She looks at it and pokes it with her index finger and I shrug. It's as close as anything I can get from her.

"A simple task. Why can't you do a simple task without turning it into a game?" Blu complains as he walks outside and see's the mess we've made.

"You told us to practice," I pointed out. "And we are. Practicing to shoot."

"Guns," he says. "Not water guns."

"You think we'd trust her enough to give her a real gun?" Angela scoffs. "She'll kill us all, even if she didn't mean to."

I look down at my form which is covered in mud and grass and grin. I hold out my arms. "Want a hug, Blu?"

Marco and Tyler seem to be getting the same idea as me, because they grin at each other and stand next to me, both of them out stretching their arms with me.

Blu takes a step back in caution. "Don't you dare."

"GROUP HUG!"

And with that we tackle Blu to the floor.

"Get off me, you idiots!" he shouts as mud flies everywhere. We're so caught up in laughing that we don't notice when someone shoots ice cold water at us from behind. I squeal and turn around to find Keith standing there with a sly grin on his face.

"Oh, so you wanna play it this way?" I smirked and picked up my gun before aiming at him. His hands shoot up to protect his face and soon the whole gang is engaged into a water fight. We invite Gina and Ethan and start to separate into two groups:

Gina, Angela, Vanessa.

Tyler, Keith, Marco, Blu, Ethan.

"Hey," Gina objected. "There are more girls then there are guys. That's hardly fair."

"True," Blu says. "Marco and Tyler should move to Vanessa's side since they're practically girls anyways."

"Hey!" they object.

"Oh no, he didn't," Marco says sassily, snapping his fingers in a "z" formation.

"Mm, girl, yes he did," Tyler replies just as sassily. Us girls giggle.

"What did I tell ya?" Blu grins and I notice he's starting to tolerate me more. In fact, this whole thing seems like something a gang would probably never do.

I grin. I'm influencing them.

Keith catches my eye when I notice him staring at me. He gives me a small, crooked smile and I shyly smile back.

Stop playing with my heart, Keith, gosh. I cry.

"Ready? Set? Moo!" I shout and we burst into screams and laughter.

-

When the sun starts to go down, my cheeks start to hurt from laughing and smiling so much and I can tell the gang feel the same way. Us girls take showers first, then the boys take theirs afterwards. I'm tying my hair into a wet, messy ponytail as I walk into the kitchen and notice Gina making dinner.

"Hey, Gina," I greet her.

"Hello."

"Whatcha making?" I grin. Damn, I can't stop grinning. Must be the water fight.

"Spaghetti," she smiles back.

Ooh, that sounds good. I start to feel bad that Gina does all the work around here. "Can I help?"

She looks at me with gratitude. "Sure."

-

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

"How the hell do you burn spaghetti?!" Keith demands as we stand in the kitchen with sauce all over our faces and the tips of our hair burnt. We fidget.

"Well-um-we got distracted, I guess," Gina says, defending us, but I'm not paying attention as Keith stands there in only a pair of sweatpants, his wet hair hanging over his eyes. Oh my god, does he look drool worthy or what?

"Yeah, Vanessa looks totally distracted," Marco snickers behind his hand when he notices my staring. I snap my mouth shut before Keith looks at me and shoot a glare at Marco.

"I'll order pizza," Marco keeps chuckling to himself from time to time as he heads out to call the pizza man.

"Guess we have to shower all over again?" Gina says, laughing softly. Her laugh is so beautiful that I felt jealous of it. But it was so damn contagious.

"Yeah," I agreed, laughing with her. I see why Marco loves her so much.

-

"Hey."

I whirl around and sigh in relief when I see who it is. "Oh my god, Keith, you scared me."

He leans against the doorway with a smirk on his face and I realize he's still not wearing a shirt.

"Like what you see?" he wags his eyebrows.

I scoffed. "Psh, I've seen better."

"Oh, have you now?"

...No.

I shake my head to get rid of my thoughts and towel dry my long hair. Gina trimmed it a bit at the bottom to get rid of the burned pieces. She had a secret talent for hair styling.

Oh! There's another job! Gina the Hair Stylist! Now there was only Blu, Marco, Tyler and Keith to go.

Keith walks into my room and sits down on my bed. When I finish drying my hair as best as I could, I lay the towel over my chair before sitting down next to him. He grabs my arms and pulls me toward him, laying us both down on the bed. I sigh.

He buries his head in my hair and lets out a sigh of his own.

"What would you do if I licked your abs?" I blurted out.

He laughs against my hair and I blush for saying that out loud, but my face was shoved in his abs, so of course I'm going to be thinking about them.

His laugh is distracting, too. Keith never seemed like the joyful, playful type, yet here he was laughing with-or at- me.

Instead of licking them, I place a small kiss.

"I thought you were gonna lick them."

"That would be too weird. Disappointed?" I tease. He doesn't say anything, just places a kiss on the top of my head.

And with every small, meaningful gesture he does, my heart aches even more as I think about how this all to escape Keith and his gang and how I always have to remind myself that this isn't real. That it's going to end soon.

Even though I was already starting to care for him.

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