I Just Wanna Live While I'm Alive

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"Adam, I swear to god, get off me, your boney little ass is digging into my leg." Casey yelled at Adam, who was currently sitting on her lap.

"Ohh, come on, my firm ass is something all the girls want to squeeze." He told her, laughing like a five year old.

"Whatever boy, whatever! Go sit on Matt's lap or something." She told him, pushing him off, giggling like crazy.

"Oh gee, thanks Case, I thought you were my friend." Matt told her, laughing as Adam sat on his lap, the two wrestling each other.

Casey just laughed at them as she went and sat on Jeff's lap, snuggling up to him.

"See, all the girls want me." Jeff joked, sticking his tongue out at the others.

"Of course Jeff, of course!" Casey told him, laughing as he tickled her until she gave up.

The group was sitting in Matt and Jeff's hotel room, watching television and just relaxing. It had been a few days since Casey had her encounter with the evil mirror, as Adam liked to call it, and she was looking better than ever. Nobody told her that Rob had been crying when he found out what she did. They still weren't speaking to each other, and if a stranger looked at them, they could easily think neither minded that.

The group on the other hand knew better though. They knew it was eating them up, not talking to each other, but both Rob and Casey were too stubborn to admit it. They were putting on a grammy performance for the public though, fooling just about everyone by seemingly not caring that they weren't speaking.

As the group sat and lounged around, Terry and Scott were standing in the queue at McDonald's, ordering lunch for everyone.

"I'll have, three large Big Mac Meals, two large quater pound meals, five happy meals, two large strawberry thickshakes, hey Scott, what did the others want?" Terry joked at the counter.

"And you wonder why you weigh so much." Scott joked back.

"Pure muscle man, pure muscle!" Terry joked as he flexed.

Once they ordered and got their food, they drove back to the hotel. In the car they talked about the current situation with Rob and Casey.

"I can't believe they are being so stupid about the whole thing man." Terry told Scott.

"Tell me about it, they are so thick, the way there going about this whole thing, you'd think they wanna be miserable forever or something." Scott replied.

Pulling up to the hotel, they decided to speak to Casey after lunch, try and talk some sense into her.

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The group had just finished lunch, and Scott suddnely felt like something else to eat, and declared he was going to the vending machine, and asked Casey to come with him.

"Fine! Seriously dude, how can you be hungry when you just polished up three meals?" She asked him, somewhat disgusted.

"I'm a growing boy, I need my food." Scott tried to tell her.

"Your nephew is a growing boy, you are a grown man!" Casey joked, making a face.

After they had stocked up on food, they made their way back tot he room, pausing at the front door.

"Spill it."Casey commanded Scott, completely out of the blue.

"Spill what?" He asked, munching on a chocolate bar.

"Whatever it is that you are planning or whatever you are going to do that involves me and Rob." She told him, her eyes piercing his.

"I'm not planning anything. I'm just helping along the course of love. You know that you love him, and if you gave him a chance, you would find out Rob loves you." Scott told her, looking straight back at her.

"Dont give me that loves course bullshit Scott, i'm over him." She tried to say, more convincing herself than Scott.

"Stop acting like a little brat Casey and grow up. Sooner or later he's going to give up on you because he's really going to believe you dont love him, which I know isn't true." He shot back at her, trying not to sound too harsh.

"Well, thats histough luck ok? I don't want to be with a guy that makes me hurt myself." As she turned around to leave, she saw Rob standing there, his eyes burning into her. He looked hurt, way hurt.

When he simply turned around and left, Casey felt like complete crap. She had lost her best friend, and the only person she could blame was herself.

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Back in the room, everyone had heard what went on outside. Nobody knew what to do now, they had no clue whatsoever. Amy wanted to go and lock Rob and Casey in a room together until they sorted things out, or killed each other, whichever came first. She knew Casey didn't mean what she just said, but she was so afraid to let Rob tell her how he felt. She was scared to death that he would hurt her, just like so many people had in the past.

"Maybe we should take her out tomorrow night, get her mind off things. And you boys can take Rob out, leave me and the girls to Casey." Amy suggested, looking around the room.

"Um, I think she's busy tomorrow night. She said she was going out with someone." Jeff told them, looking extremely nervous.

"Who's she going out with?" Terry asked him, not liking the sound of this.

"Umm, i'm not sure, can't remember. Listen, i;m going for a walk, strecth my legs. I'll be back soon." He said, getting up from the floor.

"Kay, see ya later." Amy waved goodbye while looking around the room at the others, searching for an answer.

Jeff walked down the hall, looking for someones room. Finding it, he knocked on the door, knowing the person was alone.When they opened the door, he stepped in, kissing the person lightly on his way.

"Look, are you alright?" He asked them, deeply concerned.

"Better now that your here." The person told them sincerely.

"I think we better tell them about us, because we just almost got caught."

"I'll tell you what, if they ask, we'll tell them, until then, can we just relax, please?"

"I like the way you think, sounds good to me."

"So, did you come here to tell me that or something else as well?"

"Well, I wanted to tell you, you look mighty fine today Case." Jeff told her, sweeping her up in his arms.

"Oh Jeff..." Her lsentence was cut short when Jeff's lips decended down onto hers.

All conscience thought was lost as the two held each toher, the whole world disappearing for that moment.