Linda.

"Don't look you creep!" I yell. "I'm not, your paranoid!" Near laughs in response. I put my pajamas on as fast as humanly possible. I hop into my bed. "Why do I have to sleep on the floor!" "Shut up Near. I'm sleeping." "But…" "Ugh. Fine, you can come up here…but if you touch me, I don't care if it's just your toe, I will call the police." Near scoffs. "That is profiling, my dear, just because I am a teenage boy doesn't-" I interrupt him, "Shut up you weirdo, goodnight."

Near.

Holy crap. I am most definitely not going to be able to sleep tonight. I mean, it's not like this has never happened before, I've slept over Andie's tons of time. But, I don't know, this time is different. Ew. It sounds like I…like her. No. I do not like Linda Kennedy. She is my best friend. I can't like her. That would just be…no. Don't think about it Near, don't even start with this. Gah. I role over and try to fall asleep. Sleep does not find me and I just lie there, all night.

Linda.

I wake up and see that Near is sitting on the edge of my bed playing with his robot. When did he even get here? What the hell is going on? Oh. Wait. He slept over. Whoa. I totally forgot that detail. Oh gosh, this is awkward. Well…I don't want to scare him..but this is really weird.Hold up. What time is it? I have to leave for camp at 10:00, and if it's close to that time my mom will come in to wake me up. Ahh! What do I do? I sit up quickly. "whaa!" Near tumbles off the side of the bed. I grab some clothes, and head down the hall to the shower. I step into the shower and shut my eyes. What is going on these days...Near has been acting so weird around me? I think to myself. I don't know, and you know what? I am simply going too not worry about his weird behavior. Yup. Out of my mind. I won't bring it up. I turn off the water, and dry off, I get dressed, and towel dry my hair a little more. Ugh I'm really dreading the whole idea of going to camp today. I get back to my room, and sit down at my mirror, as I do every morning, to put on makeup. In the reflection I see Near sitting up and rubbing his head.

Near.

"Why'd ya hafta go and kick me?" I ask, bewildered. Linda doesn't reply, she's busy with her makeup. Five minutes later she replies, "Sorry, I was in a rush" She's laughing, why's she laughing at me? "What's so funny…?"