[G] "I'm losing him." The Native American sighed as a single arm flapped lazily over his eyes to shade those baby blues from the setting sun. He lied carelessly in one quarter of the basketball courts as sleep almost devoured him.
"And by him you mean yer virginity?" MacCoy asked with a serious tone. He bounced the ball a couple of times before jumping backwards to shoot it into the basket. It rebounded off the rim of the hoop; the Russian flinched himself back to catch it cleanly. Bodie let out a groan of annoyance.
"My virginity isn't a boy. It's sexless." The blond muttered lazily, knowing full well that it would backfire.
"Like yer life." The DJ joked, laughing at it hysterically. Bodie rolled his eyes, questioning himself as to why he even bothered with the Russian.

"Oh, you're funny." The lifeguard sarcastically stated as the vibrations of the ball bouncing on the rubber art messed with Bodie's head.
"Yeah, I am." MacCoy agreed, jumping once more to shoot the ball into the hoop. He succeeded with a swish as he congratulated himself with a subtle yes, "And your virginity does have a gender. And a name." He soon defended adding the last part sheepishly, making Bodie want to flip a table or something.
"The heck man? I don't go around naming my virginity. Or anything useless like you." The blond remarked, soon wondering why he's taking part in this ridiculous conversation.

"First ov' all homes, yer V-card ain't useless you prick." Bodie rolled his eyes once again as MacCoy bounced the ball with force, "And secondly, whudda ya mean 'like me'?" The Russian halted his movements, holding the rubber object under his arm before facing the blond who lied on the ground.
"You know what I'm on about. I know you named your dick DJ McBig-a-lot." Bodie spat out with a huge dosage of cruelness. MacCoy's jaw dropped slightly as he decided to dismiss that as an endearing quirk.
"Ha! The fuck you on about you animal?" The DJ asked, pivoting around to take yet another shot at getting the ball through the hoop. No such luck.

"C'mon dude. You told us all in the eighth grade that. Don't act so innocent." The blond sighed enthusiastically, knowing full well that MacCoy was embarrassed, "Seriously man—what would possess a guy to do such a thing. 'Here comes DJ McBig-a-lot!'" He mocked with exaggeration.
"Shut up, fool." The Russian muttered hatefully. Bodie just chuckled.

Silence brewed into the atmosphere as the only thing the two of them can hear was the crisp sound the ball was making when being pounded against the floor. MacCoy shot a couple of glances at Bodie to see any change in his body language before stopping what he was doing to speak, "Why d'you think yer losin' him?" The serious tone in the Russian's voice caused the blond to sit up and stare at him. Bodie saw the authenticity all over the DJ's face before sighing. It was a sign that the blond was willing to answer the Russian which was, in a way, a cautious risk he's reluctantly willing to take.

"I told him I love him and he just totally flipped." Bodie informed, slightly but unintentionally twisting the facts. MacCoy joined the blond on the ground, shaking his head and placing the basketball atop his crossed legs.
"Dude, I think that's a bad call." The Russian disapproved of what the blond did, "You guys have been dating for how long? Two weeks?" Bodie didn't answer but just merely shrugged. That alone gave the reply the DJ was looking for, "That there is a commitment."
"What are you talkin' about?" The blond asked, having a terrible gut feeling. MacCoy looked off into the distance before giving Bodie his attention.
"Never mind," The DJ dodged the question before speaking, "So, what are you gonna do?" He asked, referring what the blond should do in this type of situation since Bodie feels like he's losing sight of the one he supposedly loves.
"I said to him to give me a week to make him fall in love with me." The blond said. MacCoy flicked his wrist back, slapping Bodie across the arm, "The hell was that for, MacCoy?" He screeched but all the Russian do was roll his eyes.

"He's flippin' out cuz you said you loved him!" MacCoy retorted.
"So?"
"He's not breaking up with you, you fag."
"Shit."

Bodie realised that in all due time, the teen would've fallen for him. But now that he's set a timer on their love and relationship due to a sudden panic attack, the blond just knew that he had to push and prepare himself for the upcoming week.

MacCoy gave the lifeguard a knowing look before his shoulders slumped down, "Then what did you say?" He asked for the sake of asking.
Bodie seemed reluctant but after a glare, he said, "If I failed then I that I'd stop loving him."
"Do you really think that it's that easy?" MacCoy questioned.
"That's what he said."
"This ain't a time for dirty retarded jokes, mang."
"No, I mean—that's what Glitch said when I said that I'd stop loving him." Bodie clarified.
"Oh," MacCoy awkwardly sighed, "Yeah, but still! Do you think it's that easy? T-to just stop after that week is done?"

"No, of course not!" Bodie groaned, "But I'm confident to prove him that I can make him fall for me." The blond improvised, unsure of what the words he's saying has all that truth to them. MacCoy shrunk but decided that his line of questioning was relevant.
"And what kind of message does that send? That you're desperate for someone to love you back?" The Russian didn't want to step a line, but did so anyways. He thought if he was going to have this conversation with the guard, he might as well go all out on it.
"That it doesn't have to take forever for someone to fall in love."

MacCoy couldn't help but smile, "Good answer," He muttered lightly with an approving voice. Bodie looked at him in confusion but decided to take the praise, "so how're you gunna make him head over heels ova' you?" he asked with sheer curiosity.

"I don't know man. I think I should—" Bodie's voice trailed off when he noticed that the DJ wasn't paying attention all of a sudden. MacCoy's eyes glued to something that was behind the blond, "Dude." Was all Bodie could say before waving his hand across MacCoy's face to snap him out of his trance.
"I'm just gonna…" The Russian's voice trailed off as well as he sub-consciously grabbed onto the basketball and threw it in the opposite direction of where Bodie was sitting, "Oh look. The ball is… there." MacCoy suspiciously said.
"What're you doing?" Bodie asked with a monotone voice, slightly annoyed at the other's weird behaviour. MacCoy's eyes didn't leave what he was looking at as he rose himself slowly up to his feet.
"I'm just gonna go get that ball… In the jungle. In Africa." He unknowingly said as he cocked his head in the direction of where his orbs stuck to.

[N] Bodie twisted his body; finally deciding to look at whatever it is that caught the DJ's attention. MacCoy pivoted around and headed off to where he purposely threw the ball at as Bodie's heart rate elevated. With his baby blues, he saw the one he proclaimed his love for just yesterday walking up to him as if it was in slow motion. He could faintly see a hesitant face that the teen wore as he came closer with every slow step. The teen increased his pace as he neared the lifeguard and finally came to a halt when he joined the blond beside him.

"Hi," Bodie cautiously said, unsure of whether he should make any eye contact with the younger one or not. His mind flooded with daunting ideas of as to why the teen was here. He couldn't help but feel panicky at the teen's sudden appearance; something about his presence just made him have a terrible gut feeling. Bodie felt Glitch edge closer to him before the teen leaned his head against the lifeguard's shoulder.
"Hey," The prodigy final said with a helpless sigh. He snuggled closer to his boyfriend before Bodie wrapped his arm around the teen in a protective way.
"How're you?" The blond wasn't sure where he was going with his crap starter conversation but he was, in a way, unsure of how to disperse the awkward atmosphere that bounded and constricted the two.

"I'm… good." Glitch said with a lot of thought, "You?" The teen turned his head to show Bodie that he captured his full attention.
"Yeah, I'm good." The lifeguard casually said, looking back at the teen. He smiled in which Glitch returned weakly. Bodie didn't expect to see the teen until tomorrow so he was unprepared to face him right now. He wasn't sure as to why he'd waste his day with MacCoy instead of trying to woo the protégé but he felt that the teen needed some sort of space from what Bodie proposed a day back, "This is kinda awkward, ain't it?" The blond stated. Glitch laughed lightly, agreeing with the older male.

"Hey, Bodie?" Glitch suddenly spoke in a tone that made Bodie's stomach flutter.
"Yeah, kid?" The blond replied showing no signs of hesitance.
"About your 'proposal'… You know—the one where you said I can cheat on you if I don't fall in love with you within a week?" The teen clarified.
"Yeah, what about it?" Thinking about his proposal now, he feels incredibly stupid. His stubbornness and inability to think before he speaks totally got him in the dumps right now. He just wished he could take it back but the situation now—it just isn't the right time to do so.
"What if… I can get you to not love me within a week? Like… So I can just make you like me instead…. Like before?" Glitch's proposal struck a spark of interest in Bodie's heart, "S-So that there's no cheating involved?"

"So what you're saying is… That in a week, I try to make you fall in love with me whilst you try to make me just like you like before?" The blond repeated to clear up any confusion the two might have. Glitch stayed quiet before nodding his head enthusiastically with a heart-melting smile.
"I just don't want to have to cheat on you." Glitch confessed, causing Bodie's mood to slightly light up.
"But do you really think that it'll be easy for you to just make me like you?" The blond asked.
"I knew that would backfire." Glitch muttered under his breath.

"Deal," Bodie said, immediately feeling guilty for the teen's response, "But just so you know— you can't control people's feelings."
"We'll see about that."

Author's Note: Okay so like. 7O% of this chapter was written by Grenade. Humour—I'm just not that good at it.
The '[G]'is just what she wrote and [N] is what I wrote so I just basically wrote the shittest ending ever. So props to her for writing something… funny. ;D
& I know that I should've updated 'Anchored Hearts' first, but I seriously just. Cant.

Responses to verified reviews;

The Demise: I get the feeling that this might be a long-story but yeah, I get where you're coming from. I don't think I'll end this story when the week is done—maybe just put some more chapters here and there, depending on how the story progresses.
skie246: Yeah, but you know what's MORE sad? Actually writing these stories all night.
RedRockets: To be honest, I'm curious too! That's kind of weird seeing as how I'm writing the story and such. Yeah, I think I'll make Bodie do A LOT of stuff for Glitch, if YOU know what I mean.
LilRay1260: Glitch is cool like that. And the bet was just who could get more reviews on a certain chapter in a certain story. So yeah, I won that by some miracle.
12053: Lol, yes! Grenade is a girl and it WOULD be weird if a guy wrote the stories she's written. Yeah, he must be confident but after this chapter—we'll see how confident he now. And I agree, Bodie is nice eye-candy.
RaNDoM HeArT: I hope this update was worth waiting for.
Majestic Stardust: Ahah, yeah I guess so. But you know, still check if she's writing or updating any stories and such.