Mush
"I want your bod."
"What?" I stammered, blushing, furiously.
"I said, she wants your bod. That goil is warm for your form."
"What? No she's not!" I said, breathing a sigh of relief. Kid rolled his eyes.
"Oblivious, much? Mush, every single goil that lays eyes on you practically melts at your feet and drools all over your sneakers! You could so be the next Spot Conlon, and get laid with a different goil every night!" he exclaimed, jokingly. My eyes widened.
"Blink! I couldn't do that! That's AWFUL! Think of all those emotionally damaged girls, who might get AIDS, and other STDs!" I nearly shrieked. He smikled.
"Calm down, Mushster. I wouldn't do dat eidda. I'se jist messin' witcha'," he said, smoothly. I blushed, furiously. I could've sworn he said...
Okay, so I have a slight crush on Kid Blink. But, I mean, look at the guy! He's gorgeous! He's got beach blonde hair that falls into his eyes no matter what he does, and he's got brilliant blue eyes, well, eye. Kid was born blind in his left eye, so he wears this eyepatch that makes him look like a pirate, and it makes me think of Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Caribbean. Mmmm...
I was being paranoid. Blink was one of the few straights in our group. Well, tchnically, I was too, because I hadn't actually "come out of the closet," yet. I wanted to tell Kid so badly, but, you know...I don't want to mess up our friendship. I mean, it would e super-creepy to find our that your supposedly straight best friend has a major crush on you.
But today, he was killing me. Kid's a touchy kinda' guy. He constantly throws his arm around my shoulders, or props his elbow up on my shoulder, or clamps a hand over my mouth, or whatever. And when he put his hand on mine to stop me from paying...
I gave an involuntary shudder.
"Mushee, are you okay?" Blink asked, giving me a funny look. I nodded.
"Yeah...I'm " I mumbled, trying furiously not to blush. Kid pulled his jacket off and handed it to me. "Oh, no, Kid. I'm fine!" I protested, as he held it out to me.
"Jist put it on! C'mon, Mush. I'll be fine," Blink insisted, handing me the hoodie. Sighing, I pulled it on over my head, and snuggled up in it. I was warm from Kid's body, and the thought made me smile.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Kid said, looking as if he was on the verge of laughter.
"Shut up..." I muttered, darkly, taking another bite of my sandwich. I glanced out the window. It was really late. "We should stop somewhere for the night," I said, yawning.
"There's a Motel 6 right across the street. We could stay there. They're pretty cheap," Blink said, taking a swig of my coffee. I shrugged.
"Woirks for me." When we finished eating, we got back in the car, and drove across the street to the Motel 6.
"Can I help you?" a pretty girl said, smiling. She had blonde hair and dark eyeliner around green eyes, and the look actually worked for her.
"Yeah, me and my buddy wanna rent a room. Got any openings?" Kid said, propping his elbow on the counter, his chin resting on his fist. I felt a pang of jealousy as he openly flirted with this girl.
"Yeah, sure thing. Just the one night?" she said, pulling a key off the rack.
"Just one night," he replied, suggestively. I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, another guy came out from a back room behind the counter.
"Hey, babe. I'll take over. You go get some rest," the guy said, kissing her, briefly. Kid watched her walk away, then accepted the key and stormed up to the room. I quickly followed, smirking to myself.
"I want your bod."
"What?" I stammered, blushing, furiously.
"I said, she wants your bod. That goil is warm for your form."
"What? No she's not!" I said, breathing a sigh of relief. Kid rolled his eyes.
"Oblivious, much? Mush, every single goil that lays eyes on you practically melts at your feet and drools all over your sneakers! You could so be the next Spot Conlon, and get laid with a different goil every night!" he exclaimed, jokingly. My eyes widened.
"Blink! I couldn't do that! That's AWFUL! Think of all those emotionally damaged girls, who might get AIDS, and other STDs!" I nearly shrieked. He smikled.
"Calm down, Mushster. I wouldn't do dat eidda. I'se jist messin' witcha'," he said, smoothly. I blushed, furiously. I could've sworn he said...
Okay, so I have a slight crush on Kid Blink. But, I mean, look at the guy! He's gorgeous! He's got beach blonde hair that falls into his eyes no matter what he does, and he's got brilliant blue eyes, well, eye. Kid was born blind in his left eye, so he wears this eyepatch that makes him look like a pirate, and it makes me think of Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Caribbean. Mmmm...
I was being paranoid. Blink was one of the few straights in our group. Well, tchnically, I was too, because I hadn't actually "come out of the closet," yet. I wanted to tell Kid so badly, but, you know...I don't want to mess up our friendship. I mean, it would e super-creepy to find our that your supposedly straight best friend has a major crush on you.
But today, he was killing me. Kid's a touchy kinda' guy. He constantly throws his arm around my shoulders, or props his elbow up on my shoulder, or clamps a hand over my mouth, or whatever. And when he put his hand on mine to stop me from paying...
I gave an involuntary shudder.
"Mushee, are you okay?" Blink asked, giving me a funny look. I nodded.
"Yeah...I'm " I mumbled, trying furiously not to blush. Kid pulled his jacket off and handed it to me. "Oh, no, Kid. I'm fine!" I protested, as he held it out to me.
"Jist put it on! C'mon, Mush. I'll be fine," Blink insisted, handing me the hoodie. Sighing, I pulled it on over my head, and snuggled up in it. I was warm from Kid's body, and the thought made me smile.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Kid said, looking as if he was on the verge of laughter.
"Shut up..." I muttered, darkly, taking another bite of my sandwich. I glanced out the window. It was really late. "We should stop somewhere for the night," I said, yawning.
"There's a Motel 6 right across the street. We could stay there. They're pretty cheap," Blink said, taking a swig of my coffee. I shrugged.
"Woirks for me." When we finished eating, we got back in the car, and drove across the street to the Motel 6.
"Can I help you?" a pretty girl said, smiling. She had blonde hair and dark eyeliner around green eyes, and the look actually worked for her.
"Yeah, me and my buddy wanna rent a room. Got any openings?" Kid said, propping his elbow on the counter, his chin resting on his fist. I felt a pang of jealousy as he openly flirted with this girl.
"Yeah, sure thing. Just the one night?" she said, pulling a key off the rack.
"Just one night," he replied, suggestively. I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, another guy came out from a back room behind the counter.
"Hey, babe. I'll take over. You go get some rest," the guy said, kissing her, briefly. Kid watched her walk away, then accepted the key and stormed up to the room. I quickly followed, smirking to myself.