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Chapter 19: Emma's POV:

Fireflies by Owl City

"So, do you think everyone else is done?" I asked, tracing patterns on his hand.

"Most likely, safety isn't THAT interesting," Josh grinned.

"Really? I was sure you were their one and only member of their fan club," I teased.

"Well," he cocked his head to the side, "By day."

I raised my eyebrows, "What do you do at night?" So we were getting a little gooey, nothing wrong with that. In moderation.

He rolled his eyes and helped me stand up, "Perfectly capable. Of doing that. Myself, thanks very much," I grumbled, dusting myself off.

We opened the doors and I ran out and stretched. That felt so good, I didn't know it, but I was starting to feel a little claustrophobic. I sighed.

I watched as Josh knocked on Zach's door first: no answer. I stood up and walked to were Josh was. "Step aside," I pushed him out of the way.

First I tried the door; yep, like I thought, locked. I pulled the bobby pin out of my hair, so the bangs fell a little in my face, then used it to pick the lock. I jiggled it a little at the end, then, viola! The door knob turned.

I opened it to reveal...nothing. There was nobody in here. "What the hell?" I asked, looking around. I heard Josh knocking on Damien and Carrie's room.

I walked out of the closet to see Damien looking uncomfortable, Carrie triumphant, Zach grinning wickedly, and even Carly looked a little fidgety.

"What happened?" I asked.


Josh's POV:

Oh shit. Carrie, looking like that, Zach...like that. They knew. They all knew. Couldn't they cut me some slack?

I sighed, Zach was involved, so of course not. Didn't I SAY Zach was a jerk? Maybe he was different around Emma, but once a jerk, always a jerk. I ran a hand through my hair nervously. "So, um..." I trailed off, looking at Emma for help.

She smiled at me, "I'll get Drake. Maybe he's done making out with his girlfriend, and since they didn't get any safety learned, and I'm done waiting on their slow asses, maybe Stacy will die up there." She tapped her fingertips together, then spun on her heel to Drake's room.

Once she was out of earshot, Zach grinned. "You haven't always been a good boy have you?"

I gritted my teeth, "Look, it wasn't supposed to-"

"Do you think I give a shit?" he snapped. Whoa, he's not in the mood. I guess we really ticked him off, I thought about that and a slow grin spread across my face.

"What are you smiling at!? I'm going to tell her. I'm going to tell Emma, and you'll be sorry!" Zach spat.

"Hmm...really? What knowledge of Emma makes you think she'll care?" I asked, shrugging.

Zach looked taken aback, "What are you talking about? She's going to be pissed!"

I was about to answer, when Carly spoke up, "What? You think Emma's a virgin? Boy, please."

I smirked, Zach just blinked, and Damien talked to Carrie.

"But...You mean...with...huh?" Zach asked, stumbling.

"Dude, that's why you listen to the guy who stalked her," I said, shrugging.

Out of nowhere, Carrie screeched, "How come you don't care about me?!"

I frowned, "Um, Carrie, look..."

"No! OK? You look! We had sex and I-" she broke off.

I guess it was time to find out if Emma cared or not.

She stood in the doorway, Drake in tow looking at me appreciatively, gaping.


Emma's POV:

"I'll get Drake. Maybe he's done making out with his girlfriend, and since they didn't get any safety learned, and I'm done waiting on their slow asses, maybe Stacy will die up there," I grinned at the thought.

I spun around on my heel and walked down the hallway, hearing people talking, and when I reached Drake's door, I raised my fist to knock...

...then put it down and leaned my ear towards the door.

"You know, I think Josh still likes me." Stacy, had to be Stacy.

"Whatever. Look, I don't care about you, as long as you can guarantee me Emma." That was work of an asshole, that meant it had to be Drake.

"I can. Listen, I have a plan, it'll leave Emma miserable and Josh lonely, you get her then, and I'll get Josh." Her words implied something I didn't even want to think about. The second she came out, I'm punching her. That bitch.