A/N: wassap peoples? This is kind of an 'outtake' chapter - a part in the story that wouldn't have been mentioned otherwise and is an elaboration on a spot in time within a chapter that wasn't really dwelled upon. So, fyi Christy is writing Arda's POV and Kylie is writing Simon's! hope you like it!

Disclaimer: KA owns DP, we own OCs, OC's names belong to other awesome people (except Arda, he's based off someone we don't particularly like).

Arda: ya'll used ta.

Kylie: last year we were friends

Christy: earlier this year

Arda: see? ya'll used ta!

Kylie: before you stopped talking to us and for some reason thought we were below you on the social pyramid

Christy: yeah! we are SOOO above you! ....but your shoes are gods.

Kylie: lol sure sure

Arda: meh shoes?

Kylie: Christy loves your red sneakers. she envisioned your and her's wedding with you wearing them plus themed around them

Christy: KYLIE! THAT IS PRIVATE!!!

Kylie: *points to self* spawn of Satan.

Christy: ...go to Hell

Kylie: been to it, saw it, got bored with it, left it, ate some cake as I laughed at it.

Everyone: whaaa?????

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---timeline: at Sonic, directly before Chloe and Derek's whole opening up thing.

(ARDA POV)

I walked back with the otha's, leavin' Tori with Derek an' Chloe again. We grabbed a seat, pilin' our large amount of food on the table; I sat across from Simon an' next ta DeDe. I picked up meh cheeseburga, taking a big bite afta askin' the teen sorcerer, "So, can ya do any cool magic?"

"Some. I'm not too good though - I don't have any special genes."

"Meh neither." He looked shocked.

"No sir, Imma werewolf cuz meh Pa was. Nothin' special here." I waved toward myself.

"I think you're pretty special." I looked up at him, shocked.

"Ya do?"

He nodded in response, then glanced toward his Pa and lowered his voice. "I don't know what to do: I like girls but I feel kind of drawn to you." His face turned red.

"I know whatchya mean...I feel it, too." I whispered back. We left it at that.

"So are you guys gay now or something?" DeDe shocked meh by askin'.

"I am not gay." Simon replied, ta which meh heart broke. I didn't tell him that I was bi.

"But you like him," she deadpanned.

"I like girls, with the exception of Arda. He's kind of girly anyways, but I am not gay." So he did feel somethin' toward meh.

"The definition of gay is when a boy likes another boy, no matter how girly that guy may be." DeDe argued.

"Actually the definition of gay is 'happy' or 'a homosexual person'." Simon protested.

"Why the hell were you looking up the definition of 'gay'?" She wondered.

"Fine. I'm gay. Happy?"

"Very," I answered for her. Simon smiled his cute lil smile at meh.

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(SIMON POV)

I seemed to be spilling my guts all over the place today. First I tell Arda I like him - in a very non-friend way - on an impulse, then admit that I'm gay for him. I almost want to force myself to fall for Chloe again, but now I just can't do it. My head doesn't see her that way anymore, but does with Arda.

I mean, I've never really had the whole sexual fantasy thing going on, but suddenly my mind conjured kept conjuring all types of dirty thoughts. Were my hormones only kicking in now that I liked a guy? Was that why I went through girls so quickly?

My thoughts were interrupted by Arda going into this story about one of the Edison Group's test on him: see if he could fight an alligator and win. The tale was made much more interesting with his southern drawl. While it was kinda weird for an emo-type dude to have such strong twang, I found it endearing on him.

"[...] an' teh alligate-ah just kept strugglin', yes ma'am, an--oh, hey Tori, Chloe...Derek." I didn't miss Arda saying Derek's name like he was beneath him.

When were those two gonna get over the fact that, yes, there were now two werewolves in this mismatched pack with Alpha qualities and both liked the same girl.

Wait, Arda liked Chloe.

But he likes me?

Was that just a werewolf thing, like Chloe was a cat in heat, or was Arda bi & stupid? I kind of hoped it was the former, because a) if Arda was bi then I would be doubly jealous of anyone I even thought was flirting with him, and b) Chloe was Derek's, and anyone who challenged that would probably get their intestines wrapped around their face.

Ew, bad mental image.

"So you want them to have sex?" Tori asked bluntly. We all stared at Dad, me quickly catching up with the conversation.

"Um, I think I'll talk to Derek and Chloe in private actually..." He gripped their shoulders and led them to the van to escape Arda's sensitive hearing.

I cannot believe that just happened, and I felt sick to my stomach. Dad wanted Derek and Chloe to have sex. There was a range of fiery emotions currently haunting me. I felt angry because even I knew that that could be dangerous, confusion over his decision, shocked for obvious reasons, jealous because somewhere deep down I was still holding on to my feelings for Chloe, guilt because of my feelings for Chloe even though Arda and I like each other, and the suddenly wondering why all the guys go for Chloe.

"Um, can you say 'awkward'?" Mel pursed her lips, sipping her drink ineptly.

Well, it would be more awkward if Arda wasn't rubbing his hightopped foot up and down my leg. I think it was supposed to comfort me about what just happened, but I could think about was other places he could be rubbing.

Well, maybe it was more awkward after all.

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wow this chapter was short! sorry bout that, but we hope the content was worth it!

IMPORTANT: if you're all 'homosexuality is wrong and gross and sinful and gays should die' and all that crap, then do us all a favor and 1) keep it to yourself, it would only waste your and our time by reviewing/PMing about it, plus if you do we'll block you, and 2) get the fuck off our fic, cuz if you're gonna be hatin' then you are not welcome here.

Yes, this is something we take very seriously, even if we are not very serious people and it seems almost OOC of us to articulate.

So to lighten the mood, we shall now make a series of obnoxious noises!

Christy: neigh!

Kylie: quack!

Christy: moo!

Kylie: bark!

Christy: meow!

Kylie: honk honk!

Christy: vroom vroom!

Kylie: cockadoodle-doo!!!!

Christy: haha you said 'cock'

Kylie: you know it's one of my favorite words ;)

Christy: ....stop creeping, it makes me uncomfortable

Kylie: mwa hahaha!!!!

Christy: if you didn't type up all our stuff and upload it all, then I would unfriend you.

Kylie: lol I'm important.

Christy: that's really all you got from that? not any of the de-friending-ness?

Kylie: lalalalalala gummy bear land lalalalalalala

Christy: ZOMG EVERYBODY RUN, SHE'S IN HER HAPPY PLACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Universe: *blows up*