Well, Today is Tuesday, Dec. 23, and I have semester tests. One in the
morning and one in the afternoon. I love semester test days. I get to
leave early and there's open campus. Anyways, back to the fic. P.S. Look
out for my newer ninja storm story: The Curse of Freedra's Cootie Catcher
of Pain!! Small parody.
"Hey, guys," I asked. "Where'd Shane go?"
"Um I think he went home," Blake said.
"Thanks," I said as I left.
At Shane's house, I knocked at the door. No one answered, so I knocked again. There was still no answer. I probably should have left, but curiosity kept me there. I knocked again for the third time and Shane opened the door. He was shirtless and out of breath.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"I forgot my bag with my gear here; can I come in and get it?"
"Um." Shane said uncertainly. "Sure."
I came in and went into his room. I had found something, but it wasn't my bag.
"Dude, what's this?" I asked, pointing to a bra on his floor.
Shane started to look nervous as he said, "Uh, it's mine."
I looked at him, saying, "What!!"
"Yeah," he said.
Then we heard shuffling in his closet.
"What was that?" I asked.
"What's what?" he asked.
"I rolled my eyes. "It sounded like it came form in here."
He moved towards the closet. "It's nothing; just some mice I've been meaning to take care of."
"It was bigger that that."
"It's really big mice."
"That's lame and you know it. Besides I think I stowed it in here," and I opened the closet door and found a girl in there as well as my gear.
"I thought." I began.
Shane interrupted, "Naw."
"Well, then, I'll see you later," I said as Shane nodded.
"Yeah," he said shortly.
Okay, I thought after I left. That was way too awkward. So that's one more straight, and still one undecided. Okay.
"Dustin!"
I turned around and saw Shane in his doorway, "One more thing," and he tossed me my bag.
"Thanks, see ya," and I left.
"Hey, guys," I asked. "Where'd Shane go?"
"Um I think he went home," Blake said.
"Thanks," I said as I left.
At Shane's house, I knocked at the door. No one answered, so I knocked again. There was still no answer. I probably should have left, but curiosity kept me there. I knocked again for the third time and Shane opened the door. He was shirtless and out of breath.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"I forgot my bag with my gear here; can I come in and get it?"
"Um." Shane said uncertainly. "Sure."
I came in and went into his room. I had found something, but it wasn't my bag.
"Dude, what's this?" I asked, pointing to a bra on his floor.
Shane started to look nervous as he said, "Uh, it's mine."
I looked at him, saying, "What!!"
"Yeah," he said.
Then we heard shuffling in his closet.
"What was that?" I asked.
"What's what?" he asked.
"I rolled my eyes. "It sounded like it came form in here."
He moved towards the closet. "It's nothing; just some mice I've been meaning to take care of."
"It was bigger that that."
"It's really big mice."
"That's lame and you know it. Besides I think I stowed it in here," and I opened the closet door and found a girl in there as well as my gear.
"I thought." I began.
Shane interrupted, "Naw."
"Well, then, I'll see you later," I said as Shane nodded.
"Yeah," he said shortly.
Okay, I thought after I left. That was way too awkward. So that's one more straight, and still one undecided. Okay.
"Dustin!"
I turned around and saw Shane in his doorway, "One more thing," and he tossed me my bag.
"Thanks, see ya," and I left.