Walking one door over and across I popped my head in in the small narrowing opening of the door that was 109 spotting all three of the Goldberg's scurrying around the room all talking over one another, smiling and silently giggling in my head at the silly family I knocked on the door that was now halfway open. "Hey…!" I grinned catching all of their attention.

"Bami!" Goldberg shouted throwing his head up to the ceiling while bringing his hands up in front of him, palms facing in to another in a hallelujah-like gesture. "Thank God you're here! Would you please tell this women that I know how to do my laundry properly; and that I know how to eat three healthy meals a day; and that yes, I also do know how to get dressed in the morning without her assistance!"

Snorting I crossed my arms right below my chest and legs at the ankle leaning up against the doorframe with a 'you for real' look on my face, "I don't know about that Goldie…, I mean I did do most of your laundry last year and I clearly remember Julie; Connie and me needing to help put together a few okay outfits for you that actually matched and didn't look completely ridiculous…but hmmm," I paused bringing my hand up to my chin tapping it with my pointer finger thoughtfully knowing I was making Goldberg extremely nervous by putting him on blast like this, "The meals though, well I can most certainly testify to that with no problem!" I joked. Goldberg eyes widened, his mouth blabbering open and close making a few incoherent noises as he pointed an accusing finger to me then back to himself, his eyes were definitely bugging out now…laughing quietly to myself I took pity on the goalie looking up at his parents with an honest smile, "Nah, no just joking with you Mrs. Goldberg, Gregory here knows how to take care of himself well enough, you taught him very well!"

A few minutes later and a few more directions from his mom to Goldberg on making sure to separate his whites from darks when washing his cloths and to make sure to use the proper amount of fabric softener his parents finally said goodbye leaving the dorm room with a very hysterical lady Goldberg in tears. Her son was most definitely her the apple of her eye. She did tend to over smother him but it was all out of the goodness of her heart…, I think anyways…haha, anyways I remember last year when Mrs. Goldberg was saying goodbye, it was a whole lot worse! Like if I hadn't know the women well enough I would have thought she was attending her son's funeral not just taking him to a live-in school that was about only twenty minutes away from her house. So I'm pretty impressed and a little shocked that she held it together as well as she did this time.

"Ugh! Thanks Hav, I was starting to think they'd never leave!"

I nodded smiling over at my good friend and partner in crime along with Avermen and Russ, "Don't sweat it Goldie!" I bounced over to his bed throwing myself on it "I've got your back!" I bounced a few more times on his bed for added affect as well as testing out the cushiness, "New mattress?" I questioned with another bounce, noting the new firmness yet softness to the padded underneath me.

Goldberg nodded sheepishly, "Yea, mom wasn't too impressed with my mattress from last year and insisted that I needed a new one if I was going to be staying in the dorms again." I made a 'yuck' face thinking back to the mattress he had from last year, ugh yea I don't blame his mother for that. That mattress was something to really not be impressed with. It was lumpy and smelly and had a few oddly shaped yellow stains on it…, rather it was from food spills; pee or something else I really did not know or care to know.

Scoffing I nodded my head in agreement, "Yea well, I don't blame her on that, that thing was gross!" I shivered at the thought of sleeping on that thing! Honestly I don't know how he slept on that thing, I would have burned it and gladly slept on the floor if it was me! Goldberg nodded his head in agreement, "So whose boxes are those?" I asked pointing over to the packed up boxes over in the far off corner.

"Oh those there," He asked pointing to the ones I had nodded over too, "Those are Dewayne's, had some of his things shipped over from Texas I'm guessing…, ya know the more heavy stuff that his family didn't want him taking on the plane. I think his microwave and stuff like that are in there too? And these two boxes right here are good old Germaine's. I know one's the mini fridge that his mom didn't want to hassle with carrying in when everyone else was trying to move things in, so she had it brought over a few days ago I guess. And the other one of his I'm not sure what's in it, most likely cloths and school stuff?"

I wiggled my eyebrows up and down at Goldberg, pulping my lips together giving him a look that he's seen me ware all too often, "You think he has a secret stash of porn in there?"

Goldberg opened his mouth to reply but was cut off with a dry "Ha…Ha," that had no humor in it, "Yea, no I don't think he does. Sorry, but you see he's smart enough to keep his secret stash of anything locked away from the grubby little hands of someone like you!"

I jumped about a foot in the air at the new voice turning around sheepishly at the person who had just entered the room quiet enough that neither Goldberg or I noticed it. "Guy… hey! We were just talking about you, all good things, all good things!" (Ha Frozen line right there, lol).

Guy rose an accusing eyebrow up at me scoffing as he did so, "Right." Okay, so he obviously not believing a word I had just said. So judgmental, that one, "I'm sure you were…" He shook his head muttering under his breathe a few things I couldn't quite pick up while moving over to the bunk beds setting his backpack and duffle up on the top one, claiming it as his now.

I bit my lip sheepishly before running up to the blonde boy throwing my arms around his waist tightly from behind and leaning my face into his back, "Guy! Oh how I've missed you my love! It's been months since we last seen see one another and yet you are still just as beautiful as I remember with those shiny thick golden locks of – ufff –" Grunting I found myself falling to a beanbag chair that was conveniently placed right where I was falling too.

"Getuffmuh!" I heard Guy grumble as I lay sprawled across the beanbag staring up at him with wide eyes and my button lip beginning to tremble with a pout.

Guy looked down at me from the corner of his eye before looking away purposely swallowing thickly trying not to cave at the wounded and hurt face I was giving him. This was one of the reason were some of the Ducks had gotten my nickname 'Bambi' from, it was because according to them I had a very innocent non-guilty kind of face that when I needed or wanted too I could get myself out of any sort of trouble, even murder according to Avermen.

So with the innocent and doe-like eyes, Bami obviously had a good fit.

"Ugh…why you have to be so mean Guy? I'm just trying to express my love and feelings for you is all!" I complained in a huff, pushing myself off the beanbag jumping up to my feet attempting to not break into a smile just as he was trying too at the moment. "I mean like come on! I thought we had something special going on here, I could have sworn you felt it too!"

Okay, so you see, what you all have to know about mine and Guy's friendship to really understand what was going on is that he and I are very playful and silly, and not at all serious. We love messing around with one another, always trying to play a joke; embarrass; or get the better of the other and sometimes it may seem like we generally don't like each other but it's all an act…, us not liking each other couldn't be more further from the truth! I mean, take now for example, with Guy throwing me off him so voilently and with no warning or anything to me..., it may seem rash and mean but it really wasn't. He only did it because of the texts I had been sending to him nonstop the last few days about his (fake) obsession with porno's; both magazines and videos, which isn't true as far as I know. But it's a funny thing to pick on him about it because it gets him so riled up and embarrassed.

Like how could I not use that to my advantage!

Anyways yea, he wouldn't have thrown me off him like he had just done unless he knew the beanbag was there to catch my fall. He's too sweet and caring to intentionally hurt someone like that…, unless it was on the ice and it had to be done.

He could be a huve asshat when it came to other teams on the ice!

Which it made me feel happy knowing that I was on his team and didn't have endure any of that side of him!

Because dam! I'd prolly shit myself and take myself willingly out of the game so I wouldn't be put up against him!

Honest truth right there.

I continued to push my bottom lip out, letting it tremble some as I walked up to his side resting my chin on his left shoulder making sure my face was in his eye range so he could see. I could see from the angle I was at that Guy himself was starting to struggle with keeping a straight face and not caving amd giving up to my pout. "Please tell me you still love me Guy! Please, please, please! If you don't tell me you love me right now I don't know how I will go with life. In fact, I don't think I could go on with my life Guy, you are my life!"

Ha, drama queen much?

Guy exhaled from his nose slowly and loudly before nodding his head in defeat, "Okay, okay! I love you, I love you! Now will you shut up about it Haven?" He muttered, "God, I swear you're like a dog who won't quit humping my leg sometimes!" He rolled his eyes, (all in good humor of course), before yanking open his duffle open pulling items out that were unimportant and not the least bit interesting to me.

"If you wanted me to hump up on ya Guy, all you had to do was ask."

Guy's face turned bright red and he groaned closing his eyes shaking his head at me yanking the zipper to his bag open a little harsher then normal. "You. Are. Impossible." He gritted out.

I smiled, "Ha, but you still love me anyways."

He sighed looking at me sideways nodding again, "Yea, I suppose I do."

Squealing and clapping my hands together I turned around to face a highly amused Goldberg, who had now taken a seat at his desk chair to watch 'The Haven and Guy Show' with a shit-eating grin taking up most of his face. "Gregory did you hear that? Huh? Guy just admitted to loving me! Make sure you remember this moment okay, it's a very important moment that should be remembered and cherished for as long as we live!"

Goldberg just snorted shaking his head with a small chuckle as he grabbed his bathroom items heading to the bathroom to unload them. Turning my attention back to Guy I smiled plopping back down into the beanbag chair I had just fallen into and jumped out of only moments before. "So Mr. Germaine since you have now clarified that there isn't a dirty stash of pornos in that box, mind informing the class what is in it then?

Guy shrugged walking over to one of the dressers to put some of his jeans and basketball shorts away, "Why do you even care so much Hav?"

I inhaled sharply feeling insulted at the question, "Um. Because it's me… Duh." I rolled my eyes offensively. I was a noisy person…, I knew it, he knew it, hell the whole team and probably half the school knew it! It was something I had most likely gotten from my mother even though I would never openly admit to that to anyone. I snorted, "Jeez Germaine what kind of stupid question was that?" Laughing sarcastically under my breathe mimicking in a high pitch voice, "Why do you even care?" Before going back to my normal regular voice, "Pah-uh-lease...!"

~000~

A few hours later I found myself back in my own room lying face down on my bed trying to figure out how to preoproy suffocate myself in my pillows.

Haha, yea maybe I wasn't really trying to do that.

I'm not that emitionaly unstable!

Yet.

But I was exhausted from helping everyone unpack and get settled in…expect for Dewayne; Connie; and Julie, they had everything under control and weren't acting like a chicken with its head chopped off.

Thank God!

Bless them, really!

Anyways we all agreed to meet up for dinner at the dining hall at seven and it was currently 5:57 which meant I had at least fifty to fifty-five minutes of alone time with my amazingly sexy hot bed before I had to get my fine ass a move on to get some grub. Yum, I really can't wait for dinner! As surprising and shocking as it is, Eden Hall really does have some amazing food..., but with the amount of money tuition is if you weren't on scholarship I guess I really can't be that surprised. In the school day they gave you an option to three different entres, or the salad bar/snack bar. And at night they basically had an all you can't eat buffet with several different stations. You had the sub/sandwich station; the Mexican food station, Lil Italy station, classic American food, about troth different soups and breads, and then of course the vegetarian/salads station, and they also had a surprise station where you didn't know what it was going to be until you got to the dinning hall. It's basically like a world-wide culture trip all in your backyard!

Sighing I sat up hopping off my bed knowing that if I laid there any longer I would fall asleep and would most likely sleep right through dinner and miss out on all the fun!

Which would suck some big blue balls, majorly!

Walking over to the full length mirror I checked to make sure my curls were still intact and didn't need any touching up or spray when four slow but loud knocks pounded on my dorm door, the sound bouncing off the four walls of my room. "Just a sec!" I shouted to the door throwing my hands up to my hair quickly puffing it up at the roots with my fingertips as well as tossing a few strands around a bit to give it a little more volume and umph. I gave myself a once over nodding satisfied with what I saw just as another series of slow pounding on the door echoed throughout my dorm.

Giving the door a 'you-serious' look I finally reached for the knob yanking the door open, "Sorry I was – " Was all I could get out before I was suddenly pushed back into my room and spun back around and slammed to the door with a bang. My back was now pressed against it as it boomed shut from the action with a loud thump echoing in the room and I'm assuming outside the room in the halls too.

I opened my mouth to yell at the person who was the cause of this but lips slammed down onto mine before I could even get a sound or peep out! My body stopped functioning all together for good four or five seconds before my brain fully got what was happening. I pushed with a strong jerk at the chest of the person whose mouth was pratically rapping me.

Finally getting myself separated I looked up glaring at the asshat who actually had the nerve to so rudely molest me without my consent.

"Dude, what the hell Adam?" I scolded the tall blonde who only grinned back at me in return with no shame on his pretty handsome face at all. In fact he looked kind smug, I would actually go as far as saying proud even. "Ever hear of personal space! Who do you think you are Christian Gray throwing me up against the door and being all forceful and stuff, huh? What you gonna do next, take one of your dress ties and tie my hands up to my bedpost as you have your wicked dirty way with me?"

Sighing I rolled my eyes sarcastically at him as what I said started to slowly sink into his head, then something happened that I wasn't really anticipating. His eyes narrowed in determination and it almost looked like his ocean blue color eyes grew a few shades darker as a smirk stretched out on his face.

"Ahh…um, what are you doin – " Dam, I was starting to sound like a stuttering buffoon who didn't know how to speak right as Adam closed in on me pressing his upper body up against mine making sure there wasn't even the possibility of air separating us. My brain turned to mush feeling his toned hard chest pressed up next to mine.

Well someone's been working those bench presses quite a bit this summer!

"Gahh…um, ah...Adam?" I wasn't making any sense and I'm pretty sure Adam was liking that a little too much if by the pull of the corner of his lips twitched upwards had anything to say about it.

Cocky asshole.

"What?" He questioned innocently bringing his mouth down to my ear hovering just over it, his lips just barely touching the tip before running down to the lobe letting his hot warm breathe hit me, "Didn't we just strike up a challenge not even more then a four hours ago about me and you Hav, or did you already forget?" He whispered softly into my ear, my stomach started to stir…, ah yep; the butterflies were definably in overdrive right now. And I think I have to pee now too! Don't know if it's from nerves that had suddenly erupted inside my body or from that water bottle I downed a few hours ago. "If you did, then I'm sure I could remind you the jest of what it was about..." He groaned biting down softly and tugging at the lobe of my ear now.

Gah!

Since when could he make that sexy noise with his throat? Was he always able to do that and I just never knew, and if so why have I never heard it before cause that was hot! Like my underwire might need a good washing after he leaves kind of hot!

Holy shit!

What did Adam eat in the last few hours since I've seen him last!?

Maybe he took a Viagra accidently without knowing mistaking it for Tums? Highly possible, yes very highly possible!

"Um…well, ahh, yea we did…" I gurgled out as he brought his head down to my jaw running his nose along it and up to my chin before moving it to rub against my own nose while resting his forehead against mine staring intensely into my own eyes. Dang, his eyes are so blue! Like I've always knew this, but I've never seen them so up close and so very blue, they're breathtaking!

"I think I'm winning…" He smugly grinned at me, arching his eyebrow slightly which only made him and this thing, whatever it was even sexier. "Wouldn't you say?" I stood staring back at him dumbly not moving a muscles or even breathing for a good minute or so before I finally processed in my brain of him saying that he was winning…

'Ah, hell to the freakin no!'

I don't lose!

Shocking myself with the noise that came from my own throat which sounded almost like an animalistic growl I found myself grabbing first full of his t-shirt swinging both our bodies around and throwing him back against the door where I had just previously stood. Without wasting another second to gather or talk myself out of this I pratically threw myself at him smashing my lips up to his.

Our teeth collided; lips sloppily smacking; our bodies moving and pushing against the other; my hands pulling more and more at his shirt as his reached down to my lower back tugging me closer. I reluctantly ended the kiss not wanting it to end but decided I had to up the antics a little by moving my lips down to his neck biting; sucking; kissing; and nipping at the spot where his neck met his collarbone, ranking my nails up into his hair pulling at the blonde tips drawing his neck closer to me. I knew there was going to be a mark left after this. I felt satisfied knowing this and became even more happy and satisfied as a grin pull at my lips hearing Adam's breathing start to change and him trying to discreetly shift his hips to try and readjust himself without me noticing.

But I noticed!

Like really, did I notice!

After one last playful bite At his collarbone and one slow agonizing lick to his neck I giggled stepping back taking a good long look at the disheveled boy in front of me. He was panting, his chest raising up and falling down heavily; his cheeks had bright pink splashes stained to them; and his hair was tousled and sticking up a bit from my yanking and pulling on the ends.

God he looked incredible!

If I wasn't winning this game now then I most definitely had evened the score.

Walking away I grabbed my Michael Kros crossbody navy blue purse with my keys and phone pushing Adam out of the way to open the door. "Baby, please," I paused giving him a once over, running my eyes from his head to toes taking pleasure from the small hitch in his breath as I did so, "You know I never lose." I playfully winked before marching out the door with him close on my heels flattening down his hair and straightening his shirt trying to make look as if we didn't do anything more then what normal friends would do.

I know its shorter then what the last three chapters have been, but it's an update! And it has a little bit of juiciness to it!

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