a sister who's actions are untamed,
and a brother who's feelings are untamed.
With complete different personalities, yet an awesome bond, the siblings join a summer camp. She plans to fix her problems, he plans to make friends.
But while she's able...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
It has turned dark outside, and we're sitting in silence.
Minho sneaked some crossword puzzles in, so I eventually accepted the one he handed me, and am making it because I have nothing else to do. Except I'm stuck.
At the first freaking word.
"What's another word for idiot? Six letters. Stupid can't fit, because then my answer to another one doesn't make sense."
He doesn't really look up. "Try Thomas."
My eyebrows furrow. "How could Thomas exist in a crossword puzzle–"
"Because I made it."
When I don't reply for a long time, he looks at me and pulls a face.
"What? I was bored."
I turn back to the puzzle without a word. After filling my friend's name in, I look at the next word again. It's 'pretty cool', and now has to start with an s, after the Thomas thing.
I try Sonya, and it fits. I skip 'hot' for a second, because knowing Minho, it could be many people. Even himself.
But the word above it has to be a creative person. My mind goes to Lyndon, but I can't think of a person who's hot and whose second letter is an y.
(A/N: Dylan O'Brien, duh)
Teresa is creative. That means the second letter of a five-letter word is an e. My name has five letters, and the second one is an e. Possible, but in what world would Minho ever admit of finding me nice-looking?
"The creative person is Lyndon," Minho hints. He must've seen me struggling.
"And which hot person's second letter is an y?"
He frowns. "What?"
"Did you seriously make this without thinking of the answer?"
"No." Shaking his head, he gets up. Takes the pen and puzzle from me and fills the two words in.
m L i n d o n n n h o
When he hands it back to me, I stare at him. "In what universe is Lyndon written like that?"
He looks genuinely confused. "How is it written?"
I palm my face. No wonder I was struggling. "L, y, n, d, o, n," I spell.
"Ohh." Realization hits him, as well as shame. "I didn't know."
"You couldn't have known," I assure quickly, then get back to the puzzle. Now that I know how it works, I've finished it quite fast, and my face is bright red when I give it back to him.
"Thought I was the one you gave the word 'annoying', but it ended up being Gally," I say awkwardly. "Or I've got it wrong."
He inspects the paper for a while. "Nope. A plus for Blake."
