Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Hunter and Dustin would be in my closet.
Author's Note: Short, I know! But....you guys know me, i'll but out a long chapter sooner or later. Mmmm....So I told you i wanted to but a yellow light on the amount of Hunter/Dustin comming from my brain and I think I'm doing a decent job. So this is just another one of those road blocks...love it? Hate it? lemme know? enjoi
L i k e S t r a w
"Sorry Kel—I—I gotta go!"
"Dustin!" The red head sighed as she watched her three best, when they didn't just drop what they were doing to leave, employees run out the front door. The only reason she always let them go was because she was a bit of a sucker for cute boys. She knew they were all well over fifteen but she still called them 'boys' because they were younger then herself. The yellow clad teen was always the last straw that broke the camel's back, she had a soft spot for him and never knew how to tell him, despite their ten year age gap, he was an adult so technically it wasn't illegal or anything. Though every time she mustered up the courage to tell him what was going on, what had been growing almost since the first time he stepped through the door to Storm Chargers, he always left and not just him but Blake and Hunter to. It was never one of them, always all of them. She was curious where they were going, the thought had crossed her mind that Dustin was in a relationship wit on of the boys but she soon dismissed it when she realized they were all just close friends.