Clementine:
The door opened, and Ian walked in. It was the most awkward moment ever. What happened between me and the others wasn’t some kind of lifestyle choice, it just happened. Ian gave us a weird look for a few seconds before throwing his bag onto the bed from afar, then turned around and sprinted out the door.
"Ugh, I think it was a little awkward for him," Haiden muttered, getting up from my side and quickly looking for his shorts.
"Well then, it’s better he left. Once we’ve settled, he can come back," Yorick commented, getting off me and searching for his clothes.
"I don’t know, I don’t care about him or what he saw. I’m just happy," Troy murmured as he cupped my face and pressed his lips against mine again, giving me a big smooch before pulling away and getting out of bed too.
I’d been too frozen to react or respond. All I remember is my body needing comfort, and they gave it. Once they’d dressed, I snuck out with a sheet wrapped around me and went to the bathroom.
Thankfully, none of them made it awkward for me. But once I’d showered, it took me a good half hour to gather the courage to leave.
When I finally came out, I didn’t expect Troy to still be in the room. He was smiling from ear to ear as he held his hand out to me.
I’d expected them to be jerks after sleeping with me, because that’s what I’d always heard men do. But there he was, smiling like a child, so innocently and sweetly.
"Come on, hold my hand. I want to take you somewhere," he urged, making me slowly raise my hand and place it in his.
He held it tightly and started leading me out of the room.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"The others were planning something for you, so I decided to steal the chance and plan something first," he told me.
Just because they’d slept with me didn’t mean they were going to stop chasing after me. The way he hurried me out of the dorm made it clear, the real competition had just begun.
We began running toward the woods, the area still under the academy.
"But where are we going?" I complained, looking around. "I’ve never been here before, actually."
"You thought you were the only one who found unique places?" Troy slowed down just to mention the phone booth before continuing to walk again.
"Okay, I’m gonna cover your eyes, but don’t trip," he muttered, and I gave him a playful yet sharp look. The place was messy. Even if I closed my eyes and tried to be careful, I’d still trip over something. Thankfully, Troy realized it soon.
He snapped his fingers and walked over to me.


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