Sorry its been so long folks! I've just been diagnosed with walking pneumonia (fluid in lungs). But no worries! Thanks for waiting and hanging on!

I laughed as Jason snuggled against me, burying his nose in the crook of my neck; I felt my face heat up. His arms were around my waist, holding me against him. I inhaled deeply, finding the sent of his collonge; the ever-popular old spice.

"Do you were perfume?" Jason murmmered against my neck, echoing my thoughts, "Because you smell really nice."

I chuckled nervously, partly pleased,

"I don't. Must be my shampoo or something." I said. I heard Jason take a deep nasally breath,

"Smells like fruit." he commented, "Your my favorite teddy bear ever!"

I heard Nate chuckle on my left and Shane scuff on my right.

What's bothering him? I wondered. Then Jason shifted and I found my head resting near his shoulder. I felt him lift a hand from my waist and pull out my ponytail. Jason ran his fingers through my hair, rarely finding a knot or snarl; I found this as a pleasant sensation and allowed myself to relax. Our breathing was in sync, in and out. Deep and slow. I imagined Jason's handsome face as he stroked my hair. I imagined the color of his hair and eyes. I imagined his charming smile. I smiled to myself and took a deep breath of Jason's sent. My eyes were closed, but this time, the darkness wasn't so dark when I thought of Jason's face.

"Paper work is done! Lets get our bags!" Mom's voice interrupted, startling me

"Okay!" Jason said cheerfully as I tried to figurer out how to get out of Jason's lap without humiliating myself or hurting him.

"Here." came Shane's annoyed voice and he grabbed my hand to yank me off Jason. I didn't crash into Shane, thankfully, but I did grab onto him for balance.

"Thank you." I said; I heard Nate and Jason get up

"Your cane." Nate said pleasantly, he took my hand from Shane's shoulder and, with warmth, pressed the handle of the cane to my palm. I blushed gently,

"Thank you." I told Nate

"You welcome." Nate said

"Lets go!" said Mom

Shane tugged me away, our hands still clasp together

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"Lucky us!" said Mom, leading us, our room is in the lobby building!"

"The same building with a pool!" the boys chorused. I grimaced inwardly, I could swim, but pools just weren't my thing. I had my cane and guitar on my back, using my roller suitcase as my eyes. Shane was out in the middle of the hallway, on my right, and behind me was Nate and Jason. Every now and then Shane would sigh or hold his breath. I wondered what his heartbeat sounded like.

"Shane, are you alright?" I asked

"Hm? Oh, yeah. I'm fine just thinking." Shane answered. I must of caught him when he was seriously in thought, because he did sound like a snob or an ego-boy. He sound...kind. Normal. I reached out with my right hand and immediately bumped into him.

"Sorry." I apologized

He's closer than I thought. I said to myself

" 'S fine." he answered nonchalantly. I heard Nate and Jason gasp behind me.

"Are you sure you're alright?" I asked, turning my blind eyes in his direction

"Yeah, why?" he answered

"Well, you just don't seem like yourself." I said, looking away

"I'm just thinking."

I smiled and held back a comment.

"Elevator!" Mom said infront of me

"I'm not deaf Mom! I can hear you fine." I said, Mom just laughed. I hear the elevator doors open and I rollered my suitcase in. I was naturally nervous in elevators. Not reason, I just was.

"Who's where?" I asked as I heard the door slide shut

"Control panel." Mom said infront of me

"Here." Shane said, still on my right; my hip pressed into the metal bar on my left

"Next to Shane." said Nate

"Next to Nate." Jason said, sounding a little distant. The elevator suddenly began to move up and I grabbed onto the nearest thing: Shane. Shane reacted, but not in the way I expected. He slipped an arm around my shoulders and stepped closer to me. He smelled tangy. I realized I was holding onto Shane's shirt on his ribcage, Shane was obviously taller than I. I felt him bend down slightly and he pressed his cheek to mine. Momentarily, as the elevator stopped and the doors opened. I felt Shane smirk before he pulled away. Not wait, it wasn't a smirk. It was actual smile.

I was still blushing as we walked down another hallway, Jason leading. Nate was now infront of me, with Shane walking behind me and Mom behind him. I felt him grab my free hand with his. I smiled to myself.

"Here were are. 312." Nate announced. I heard One of them slide in the key and revive an approving 'click'.

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"You kids stay here." Mom said after we had set up all our stuff and I found were everything was, "I need to get food. I also get a bed. Don't fight too much for the sleeping arrangements and watch over Savarti."

"Mom!" I groaned from the bed, "I'm not a baby!", but Mom had already headed out with the closing click of the door.

"Bed." Shane immediately said by the bathroom

"What? No way, I get bed." Nate quarreled, sitting near the TV on the floor

"Bed, too!" Jason said sitting on the bed across from mine

"I'll take floor, if that helps." I offered

"No, you'll take bed." said Nate sharply

"You're the girl." Jason said

"I'm not a cream puff." I answered, "Thank you, but I like the floor better. I can tell where everything is."

"Are you sure?" Nate asked

"Yep." I nodded

"Bed." Shane announced immediately

I strummed random cords on my guitar as the boys quarreled. I hummed. I whispered lyrics. Nothing was sticking out at me. I was dead stumped! Annoyed I got up and walked to my guitar case and put my guitar away. I sauntered back to the bed while the boys fought near the bathroom.

Oh, brother. I thought as Jason let out a yelp of pain, Guess I'd better interfere.

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