"Wow, just our luck," Spot grumbled.

"Just our luck what?" Mush asked.

"Just our luck that we had to be stuck with Davey when we meet such beautiful girls," Spot said sullenly.

"Oh. Yeah." Mush looked awkward.

"Well, we're not stuck with him for much longer. His mom agreed to get him tomorrow," Jack said.

"Really? Oh, thank the fuckin' Lord!" Spot said thankfully. He had his famous smirk on his face.

"Spot, what's going through your head right now?" Blink asked mischievously.

Spot slapped him across the face with his cane. "None of your goddamned business."

"You're right, who cares?" Blink said. "So, what did you guys think of Samantha?"

The guys stared at Blink. "Blink?" Jack asked. "Do you like Samantha?"

"What makes you think that?" Blink asked a little too quickly.

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all!" Mush said sarcastically.

"Well….Spot likes Jasmine!" Blink blurted out.

Spot turned red. "What the hell? Jeez, drop the bombshell, would ya, Blink?"

"Whoa, so you do like her!" Jack looked taken aback. "Man, and all this time I thought you were a homo!"

Everyone looked at Jack. "You WHAT?" Spot yelled.

"Did I just say that out loud?" Jack asked timidly, his face pale with fear in what Spot would do to him.

"Yeah…" Mush said.

"Aw, who cares?" Blink said. "If anything, Jack was probably hoping that Spot was gay!" He laughed, and so did Mush; Spot just looked falsely terrified.

"Since when have I ever acted like a homo?" Jack shouted. He quickly looked around. "Man, that was loud."

"Well, your relationship with Denton is pretty questionable…." Mush said mischievously. Everyone laughed again except Jack, who looked ready to explode.

"Yeah, and I'm willing to bet that all that shit with Sarah is a cover-up!" a voice said behind them. All the guys jumped except Jack, who screamed like a little girl and ran behind a tree.

"Hey, Race! You made it!" Blink said.

"You knew he was coming?" Spot asked.

"Yeah, of course! We just wanted to surprise you!" Blink laughed. "And apparently it worked!"

"Um…how much of the conversation did you hear?" Jack asked, still hiding behind the tree.

"I started following you after the whole homo conversation started. Ha!" Race chuckled.

"Wow, you were following us?" Jack asked in a suspicious tone. "Race, this may seem like an unnecessary question but, OH MY GOD DENTON'S A SEXY BEAST!" (this is for you Brad!) Oh my God, did I say that out loud?" Jack looked at the guys. They nodded. "Wow, I really can't control what I say tonight."

"You got that right!" Blink and Spot said simultaneously. They looked at each other weirdly.

"Well, it's getting dark, and I'm gonna start looking like Jack if I stay near this swarm of mosquitoes." Spot said, swatting the air with his cane.

"Look like Jack? What the hell are you talking about, Spot?" Race asked, not quite sure how much he actually wanted to know the answer.

"Here's your explanation," Spot said grimly. For the second time, he yanked the red bandanna off Jack's neck. Race's eyes widened, and all he could sputter out was "Holy shi—". He abruptly cut off as Jack sent him a glare that could melt a nail into a puddle.

"Give me that!" Jack snatched his bandanna out of Spot's hand and retied it around his throat.

"So that's what was going on when you and Denton were together in the closet!" Race still looked surprised, with a little bit of fear on his face, but he laughed all the same.

"NO!" Jack screeched furiously. "He wanted to talk about….about…politics!"

The guys stared dumbfounded for a minute, then started cracking up hysterically. "Jack, do you take us to be utter morons?" Blink laughed. "Don't answer that," he said sharply as Jack opened his mouth to reply.

"Honestly, Jack," Mush said. "You have never given a damn about politics in your entire life, and when you and Denton go into a closet together and stay there for two hours, you expect us to believe you were talking about politics?"

"Worst excuse ever!" Spot was barely able to say; he was too busy laughing. When they finally got a hold of themselves, they were red-faced and clutching their sides.

"Please….please…no more!" Mush groaned. "It hurts to breathe."

"Serves you bastards right!" Jack said angrily.

"Shut up, Jack." Race said. "Let's just get back to the house."

"Wait, wait, wait, whoa. You all have to stay at my house?" Spot asked.

"Uh, where else would we sleep? In a tree?" Race said sarcastically.

"No, I just thought you would have made other arrangements," Spot said.

"Nope," Blink said. "Short notice, sorry."

"God. Fine." Spot said. They headed off to Spot's house.

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