AN: Sorry that this chapter took so long. Things have been really hectic around here!

I figured it was time for another 'look inside their heads and see what they're thinking' chapter, considering what just happened. So let's just jump right in…

                                                                                                                                                           

Dutchy

            This couldn't be happening to me. I was the shy, nice guy in my hometown, the only painter in a 500 mile area who seemed to have his head screwed on straight. I was a fucking straight A student, for God's sake. So why did it feel so good…so right…to be kissing him?

            I wasn't gay. I hadn't been gay before I walked in those doors, and I certainly was not going to be gay when I walked out. I'd get over this, one way or another. I had to. For goodness sake, what would my mother think? She was going to be mad enough as it was about that kiss lasting much more than ten seconds!

            But come to think of it, when was the last time I had a girlfriend? Oh, yeah, it was that girl named Penny in my art class…and she dumped me cause I wouldn't even hold her hand in public. I thought I was just shy…but even a shy guy would hold his girlfriend's hand. On top of that, I really didn't like kissing her. I convinced myself it was because she was a bad kisser- but I'd had nothing to compare it to. Why was my only serious relationship so fucked up?

            It just didn't feel right.

            Oh. My. God.

            I'm a friggin' homosexual…

Cowboy

            I had no idea who Snitch was going to nominate. The kid was blocked off, same as Skittery. No one knew quite what he was thinking, and that worried me, considering I already had a big target on my back in this house. If he was smart, he'd go after Race and Spot. Those were the two I didn't trust.

            Okay…enough talking about the nominations. I'm worried enough without lingering on the subject.

            I think Dutchy was still in shock. He went straight to his bed after that dare, crawled under the sheets, and wasn't seen again all night. And, of course, now Specs is feelin' guilty because admitted to us that he heard Spot counting down, and he knew when the ten seconds was up. He just didn't want to stop. He didn't realize that Dutchy had completely lost his senses and truly didn't know that time was up.

            Yeah…they're gonna make a cute couple when they sort things out. So are Blink and Mush, but that's a whole 'nother story, and I'll save it for later.

            And now Itey is lookin' up to Spot like some kind of brother. It seems like after the whole storm incident, something has really clicked between them. I have the feeling that if anyone tries to mess with Itey- ever- they're gonna have Spot right behind them, ready to tear them into a thousand pieces.

            Anyways, that's my take on things. As messed up as it may be.

Snitch

            I hated being head of household. This had to be one of the hardest decisions I'd made to date. I liked all these guys, even Spot and Cowboy, unlike some people. But in order to use my powers of nomination correctly, I had to go by strategy. And that meant putting up two people who no one else would think of.  

            And I was scared half to death. I didn't want to betray them, but it had to be done.

Blink

            That water was really…really…cold. I mean, truly. As in 'jumping off the Titanic' cold. But at least Specs's and Dutchy's 'no I'm not gay I just enjoy kissing him' ordeal took my mind off it. I mean, that was just pricelessly funny. I kinda felt sorry for Dutchy though- he was now infinitely confused. I think the poor kid honestly didn't know he was gay.

            How can someone go through seventeen years of their life and never realize that they're gay? It's beyond me.           * ^__^ If only you knew, Blink. Just you wait.^__^ *

            Anyway. Nominations…what a mess. Everybody was holding their breath on that one. I had the feeling Snitch already knew exactly who he was going to nominate, and that it was gonna shock everyone else. That was just the way he worked thus far.

            I was ever so slowly getting the hang of this…getting to know people, knowing what to expect from everyone- but some things are just going to baffle me no matter how long I stay.

Racetrack

            This was not good. This was- very much so- not good. One of the only two guys that I hadn't been able to figure out or get close to- the other being Skittery- had the head of household. And for once in my life, I had absolutely no idea what was going to happen next. I hated that. But there was nothing I could do about Snitch now…that would have to wait.

            Skittery would have to be my next victim. If I didn't get closer to him, and he won head of household, I was done for. I could see it in his eyes that he was judging me, waiting for me to make one wrong move so he could jump all over it and get me outta here. He didn't trust me, and if I didn't get him to trust me, I was basically a goner.

            Now the big question was…how do you get a hardened criminal to trust you? Especially when they already know you're a lying, scheming gambler?

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Spot

            A day in drag. It couldn't be that bad, could it? Except for all of America seeing me in a dress and makeup, that is. Yeah, it wouldn't be that bad.

            WHO THE HELL WAS I KIDDING?!

            There was no way big brother would play along with this. I would wake in the morning, and everything would go as planned. Yep. That was it. No female clothes, no makeup, just normal me.

            I knew it was wishful thinking. But it was worth a shot.

Mush

            A whole day. I couldn't do this. My family was Christian. I probably hadn't said three curse words in my entire life, let alone every sentence. Maybe if I just didn't talk the whole day I would be able to avoid cursing every single second.

            I tried to talk to Dutchy. Everybody else was laughing, but somehow I didn't find this the least bit funny. I mean, first he gets kissed by another guy, and then it turns out he may be gay? Finding that out all in one night had to be hard on him. I would've hidden under my sheets too if that happened to me.

            Spot really surprised me. I think he's really taken Itey under his wing- maybe he'd lose a bit of that temper too, if we were lucky. Probably not.

            I don't know how long I stayed up talking to Blink. We stayed back in the main room after everyone else went to sleep; we talked about nominations, the veto, the other house guests, his acting jobs back in L.A., and my overly religious family. I don't even remember falling asleep- I only remember Cowboy shaking us both awake- we'd fallen asleep on the couch in the main room. I guess we didn't realize how tired we were.

            I'm just glad Cowboy had a stroke of intelligence and quietly woke me up just seconds before Blink. I'm very glad I had a chance to move before Blink woke up. Cause I'm not sure he would've been too happy about the fact that I had fallen asleep leaning on him, and visa-versa.

Itey

            Spot isn't as bad as I first thought. I was scared to death that he was going to laugh or beat me up when he found me in the closet…I must've looked pretty pitiful. But he didn't. And he even stayed up with me until the storm was over. And I couldn't believe the other guys were willing to do what they did to help out.

            So I guess it's kinda my fault that the whole Specs and Dutchy ordeal happened. It was gonna happen eventually, though- even I could tell that. Anybody who watched the way they look at each other could tell that.

            Everyone has agreed to keep it a secret that we all know- not just Cowboy- that Blink and Mush used each other as a pillow last night. It was too funny to pass up for Spot, I guess, cause he was the first one up and he made sure to wake all of us up just to look. I thought it was cute- and I'm so glad that cameras were running. Cause I am so going to want a picture of the look on Mush's face when he woke up.

            I guess they could've just been really tired and too lazy to walk back to their bedrooms. Maybe they're not gay. But it was still hilarious. And if they are gay, they obviously don't know it yet, and they make the most unlikely couple in the house- an actor from L.A. and a country boy from Kansas.

Bumlets

            I swear, this house is full of gay guys who don't know they're gay.

            First Specs and Dutchy, with Specs being a little more accepting than Dutchy, who completely and totally freaked out when he realized what exactly happened. I told them they didn't have to do it, but noooooo. They're stubborn little brats, they went and ignored me, and look what happened! Now Dutchy probably isn't even going to look at Specs again for the entire time he's in the house.

            Then there's Mush and Blink. Our own Romeo and Juliet without even knowing it. I mean, they're so head over heels for each other that they don't even see it! And man…Mush's family…I doubt they'll be too happy about this, being Christian and all.

            But still…that whole stunt this morning? That was cute. Those two are a match made in heaven. Too bad it's bound to fail, if they ever realize just what's going on. I guess it's easier to see things like this when you're on the outside looking in.

            I'm not really worried about nominations- I have the feeling I'm blending in just fine right now. Snitch barely ever speaks to me, let alone me standing out in any way. And if I keep it that way, I should be able to stay in for a pretty long time, maybe even up to the end.

Specs

            Oh, God, I feel awful about this. I should've stopped. I knew when that ten seconds was up…I heard Spot the whole time. Why didn't I just stop? What's wrong with me?!

            And now Dutchy will probably never speak to me again. I would give anything- anything- to feel his lips on mine again, to run my hand through that silky blond hair, but it's not going to happen. I blew it. Hell, he won't even talk to Mush!

            I could only wonder if he felt what I did- that spark, that tremor that just took over. I can't say exactly what I felt, but I felt something. And I don't think he can honestly say he didn't feel it too.  I can only hope.

            I'll try and talk to him about it after he's calmed down a little- he's pretty upset right now. For now, I'm keeping my fingers crossed and praying. That is, if God even listens to 'fags', as my father so eloquently puts it.

            Cause my father has to be the biggest homophobe in the USA.

            I guess that's kind of a roadblock, isn't it?

Skittery

            This house is one big soap opera. And I hate soap operas.

            And at the moment,  I was seriously considering sticking Racetrack's head into the meat grinder and making a very big plate of chopped sushi to go as a side, garnished with parsley, maybe a little oregano and tartar sauce…okay, I'm getting carried away. But you get my point.

            I can see right through that swindler. I saw how he made straight for Mush and Bumlets even on the first day here. I knew what he was doing.

            You get on the side of the nice guys, they'll protect you. That's the deal. Well, I'm not falling for that. No way.

            Just because I can cook doesn't mean I'm stupid or gullible. And right now, Race is treading on the very thin ice that is my patience.

            And seriously…I don't want to lose my patience in this house. There are far too many objects laying around that could be used as weapons.

                                                                                                                                                           

AN: That was a very fun chapter, just like the last one. I love prying into their minds. Review, please! All you silent readers out there- it's time you reviewed! It'll only take a second, I promise! ^__^