A/N- Hey world! I need to update….by that I mean I love this story, had a dream about Alana last night, and my friend continually texts me that I should write more.

Thank you my readers, for reading!

By the way, I'm planning on sacrificing Alana to the elves.

Alana- WHAT?

Me- Well, my buddy didn't want me to kill Iggy, so you get sacrificed.

Alana- Iggy from Maximum Ride? His life is worth more than mine?

Me- Yep!

Alana- Why do we even need a sacrifice?

Me- Well, if we don't keep them happy, the elves will eat me. We wouldn't want that now, would we?

Alana- Yes. We would. We meaning me.

Me- You're such a heartless monkey.

Alana- What?

Chapter Fourteen

Debating

I woke up slowly, savoring this. It was so warm, and safe…

Then, my brain decided to start working again, and my eyes flew open.

I was lying curled up against Lucca's side, with my arm around him.

Oh God.

This was so wonderful and yet so horrible. I wasn't sure which was more relevant yet.

I thought I was the first one to wake up, but then Lucca squeezed me.

"'Morning."

He sounded like he had been awake for some time.

"Is everybody else asleep?"

"Yeah." he started to trace his fingers in little circles on my exposed stomach. I shivered in pleasure.

This was what I had always wanted, right? A boyfriend. Then why in the world was I so terrified?

Then again, I was snuggled up against a guy I had met only yesterday, and I had never been this skimpily dressed in all my life.

Great. Now I felt like a total slut.

But he liked me too, or so it seemed like, from the little belly massage he was giving me.

If he didn't want to...date me, then he wouldn't have called me pretty, or let me cuddle up to him, right?

Right?

I looked up at his face, hoping to get a hint as to what he was thinking.

His eyes were closed, with a smile on his lips.

Lying there, with his messy black hair and wrinkled purple shirt, he looked like an angel cradling me.

Ahem. Anyway.

So, eyes shut. He was calm and relaxed, and he wasn't eyeing me creepily, so Lucca was no stalker pervert. But I already knew that.

Smile. He was happy. He liked me?

Ugh. I just didn't know. I thought, but I didn't know.

"Should we get up, or lie here forever?"

He grinned wider. "I'm not sure. Just laying here sounds nice."

Okay, I was willing to go with: he wanted to ask me out.

Maybe I should just do it. He was a great guy, and my terror was probably just my inexperience. I knew absolutely nothing about guys. But a girl could always learn, right?

Besides, my buddies would be able to give me some advice with this.

I should just jump into it. If you don't take chances, you don't gain anything from life.

I took a deep breath. I was gonna do it.

Of course, I'd wait for him to ask. I knew next to nothing, but I did know to always let the boys make the first move.

"Are we expected to do anything today?"

"Nope." Lucca said, popping the p.

I raised my eyebrows, and he felt the movement. Cracking open his eyes, he saw me, and sort of chuckled.

Probably because I had some serious bed head going on.

"We've got Saturdays off. Every room gets a different day off. Both of ours get Saturday. We usually spend the day together." He grinned even wider. "Jayden and Soren traded days permanently with some other guys so they could come and have the day off with us. Saturday is our goofing off time."

"We should wake everybody else up. I'm starved."

"'Kay."

I sprung up, and grabbed an empty water bottle off of the dresser.

"Wha'?"

I gave Lucca a smile. "I've gotta wake up Sierra, but I'm pretty sure she sleeps with a knife."

He got a look of understanding as I threw the plastic bottle at Sierra, who was laying next to Keir. I went through a pencil sharpener, a candy bar, two bouncy balls and a stuffed walrus before she woke up.

We started to lovingly kick everybody else awake.

After that, us girls retreated to the closet. Closing the door, we went into a frenzy. I tried on five outfits before I found something that I (and everybody else) liked. And I was one of the first ones done.

We all got out of there, and started to fuss with everything else. Hair was done, light makeup was put on, jewelry was picked out. Dyani had the foresight to turn on music before we started. By the time we were done, I felt pretty good. It was one of those days where you just feel beautiful.

I had on white shorts and a bright red spaghetti strap tank top. I had a thin silver necklace on, and my hair was plaited into one long braid.

By the time we were done, 'Girls Gone Wild' by Travis Tritt was playing. How appropriate.

The guys seemed a little bit freaked at how long and hard we worked just to get dressed. They didn't even change from last night.

"C'mon guys! Food this way!" yelled Sierra, pointing to the door. Dramatic, but true. We all followed her out, the boys lagging behind us, still weirded out at our fashion frenzy.