SPOV

The rest of the way to where the playground area was, was strangely peaceful. It was the middle of the afternoon, the weather perfect. And I didn't even have to walk, even though I totally could. After Chad started carrying me, bridal style, no one talked. I was just left to continuously scold myself for finding comfort against Chad's chest as the breeze softly blew across the field.

Unfortunately, Devon broke the peaceful silence. "So what idiot decided to make the pool so far from the playground anyway?"

"I don't know, but we should sue." Chad suggested.

"Oh really, Chad? I thought you could handle it?" I taunted.

He puffed out his chest, taking my head with it. "I can. I'm just sayin'. You know, keeping' it real."

"Oh what are you, a member of Jonas now?" I laughed.

"Ew no, I'm way hotter than them."

"True…" I accidentally said outloud, and blushed when I realized what I did. Chad and Devon's eyebrows were raised, and Chad looked down at me and smirked. "No, I didn't mean just you, I meant, well, anyone could look better than them." I quickly covered up. Thankfully, they all seemed to believe it. Nice save, Sonny. I silently congratulated myself.

"Finally." Devon breathed as we finally arrived. We walked over to a bench, and Devon plopped down on it. Chad, however, decided he was too cool for sitting and leaned against a tree instead, with me still in his arms. "Chad, you can put me down now." I said after a few seconds. In actuality, I was fine resting with our bodies pressed together, but I couldn't let him think that. And definitely not with a witness.

"You sure, Monroe? You do look preeeety comfortable right where you are."

"Oh please. You just wanna feel my boobs against you, perv."

"Nah, I'm doing this for your benefit."

"Oh please." I scoffed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Devon check his watch, obviously bored. He then pushed himself up and took a few steps torwards her. "Look, Chad, you've had your fun. Now just give her to me." he said like I was some object. I rolled my eyes and tried to wiggle my way out of Chad's grasp. "Really guys, I'm fine." Chad hesitated, then eased me out of his arms and onto the bench. "Thank you." I sighed, trying to appear relieved.

Devon slid in right next to me, which for some reason caused a grunt from Chad. Is Chad Dylan Cooper actually jealous? Devon then smirked [not as cool of a smirk as Chad has, though] at the three named jerk-throb and patted the small space next to him. He reluctantly sat down, and none of us said anything for a few minutes. If this was an episode of Mackenzie Falls, I'd hear a deep man's voice going "Tensions Rise" right about now.

I kicked my feet in the dirt awkwardly, and the boys looked torwards me, obviously expecting me to say something. "Um…I'm just gonna…go to the bathroom." I announced, racing to the icky, smelly green port-a-potty.

I could hear Devon and Chad talking while I was in the stall. And second by second, their voices got louder and more angry. I tried to hurry up so I could rush out there and stop whatever fight was forming, but I tripped and my coverup landed in the toilet as it was flushing. Just peachy.

I debated staying in there and calling Tawni to bring me something to, well, cover up with; but I couldn't stand the stench much longer. It won't be that bad, I told who am I kidding, it's Chad. And Devon, but he's much more gentleman-like than Chad.

Inhale…exhale. I can do this. I took yet another deep breath and walked out, my head held high. Whatever fight was brewing was immediately ended the second they saw me. Devon even whistled! So much for him being a gentleman. They both looked stunned and happy at the same time. Ugh, I hate boys.

I tried to think of something witty to say to end the awkwardness. "Didn't your mothers ever tell you that it's impolite to stare? And…point." I shuddered at the last part. My voice made Chad snap out of whatever fantasy was going on in his hormonal teenage boy head. "Don't flatter yourself, Monroe." he scoffed. "No, you were-"

"A diva and overconfident? Really, Sonny, really?"

"Chad's right…" Devon agreed and I gasped in disbelief. "Not that you're not hot, or anything." he covered up. "Because you really…really…are."

"Devon, aren't you kinda sorta almost dating Tawni?"

"Well, sure, but that doesn't mean…well, you know." he winked at me. Ew.

"Whatever. I'll be right back." I said, walking over to where the swings were so I could call Tawni for an SOS.

Ring…ring…ring…finally! "What's up Sonny?"

"You guys. Come. Here. Now."

"Why?"

"Well…I don't like boys."

"Whoa! Sonny, really?"

"No! I don't mean it like that, I mean, ugh, just save me."

"Ah, those boys. We're on our way." she hung up. Thank goodness.

"Ew!" I screeched. There were tons of bugs over here. Ew ew ew ew ew. I quickly, and stupidly, ran back over to the guys. They looked at me like I was crazy, so I had to explain. "There are bugs over there, okay?!"

"Sonny…we're outside…there are bugs everywhere…" Chad looked like he was trying hard not to laugh.

"Not funny! Bugs are icky." I crossed my arms. "Okay, laughing at me is so not cool!" I snapped at the both of them. Stupid laughing guys. Stupid laughing Chad. He looks pretty hot when he laughs…well, he always looks hot.

"Sorry, Sonny, I just never knew you could be such a girl!" Chad said, and they laughed more.

"You didn't get that from the boobs and the bikini?" Great. I drew attention to that again.

I debated sitting on the top of a slide, away from them, but they scooted over so there was a spot for me on the bench in the middle. Awkward, but I couldn't say no. That would be just rude. So I reluctantly sat down, my hips pressed to both of them.

Hurry up, Tawni.