{Chloe}
All of the guys got off of the bus to go stretch their legs and to get some food. I was on the bus alone thinking about Dexter.
Poor little guy is probably roaming around looking for me right now.
I looked through the kitchen drawers to find parry knives for cooking.
I picked one up and remembered how Spencer taught me to throw knives. I tossed it and played with it between my fingers.
I heard unfamiliar footsteps on the bus. They walked really slow, as if the person was gonna sneak up behind me.
I turned around and threw the knife like Spence taught me.
Ricky froze as the knife hit the wall next to him.
"Jesus fucking Christ,Ricky! I could've killed you!" I gasped.
"How did you not know I was coming back on the bus?!" He gasped.
"I don't know?! I thought you went to go get something with the guys!"
"I was smoking a cigarette!" He yelled
"Well how was I supposed to know?!" I yelled back.
"I don't know?! You should've just known that we were all coming back and not wanting to be stabbed in the freakin' face with a-" he turned to the knife and pulled it out of the wall.
"A Perry knife?! Are you fucking kidding me?! What are you doing with a Perry knife?!"
"It was in the drawer!"
"Oh god! You're lucking I'm not throat kicking you right now!" He chuckled.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you like to beat on girls." I smirked.
"I never said that..."
"Throat kicking me..."
"What? I was just startled,angry,and scared. You threw a fucking knife at me."
"I said I was sorry"
"I'll accept your apology if you beat me in a game to prove that you're stronger than me..." He smirked.
"I think I made the strong part pretty clear" I chuckled.
"Oh really?! You want to go there, Ms.Perry Knife?!"
"Maybe I do, what'cha gon do about it? Scaredy cat!" I provoked him.
"Excuse me?!"
"You heard me!" I chuckled.
"Okay! I see! You want to feel my wrath!" He said while holding his fists up.
We stood in our typical mortal combat positions with our fists up and right foot in front of us.
"C'mon, make the first move" he said while studying my hands.
"Okay" I said brightly while kicking his right leg and making him fall to the ground.
I straddled his chest and pinned his arms to the ground with my knees.
"Scaredy cat" I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Fuck you" he smiled.
"Woah, I didn't know you think of me like that" I gasped.
He chuckled.
"Fuck you a million times." He stuck his tongue out.
"Well, don't have any wet dreams then..." I joked.
He chuckled.
We both panted.
"Woah! What's goin' on here??" Chris said while walking on the bus with bags in his hands.
"Nothing much. Ricky just thinks he's stronger than me" I scoffed.
I felt myself get lifted up then I looked up to see Ricky. He had me pinned to the floor with both of his hands.
"I stand corrected" I smirked.
"But you don't realize that I took kick boxing classes, and you must realize that I could kick your ass whenever I want." I said while turning both of us over and pinning him to the floor.
"Is that a threat?" He asked.
"Maybe it is," I smirked.
Ricky chuckled.
"You must realize that I'm not afraid to lay my hands on a girl like you..." He said.
The guys went silent.
"I'm not talking about physically....I mean sexually." He winked at me.
"You sure know how to ruin a moment,jerk" I said while letting him go.
"You have to admit that you got a little wet" he joked while sitting up.
"Fuck you." I chuckled while walking off the bus.
I walked to my bus then I saw Spencer sitting outside of the bus.
"Hey bro!" I smiled.
"Hey, how's everything going?" He asked.
"Pretty good." I smiled while sitting next to him.
"That's good" he smiled.
We spent the next twenty minutes talking and stuff and discussing about Dexter.
Poor little guy....
I went back on the MIW bus and sat on the couch next to Ricky.
"You alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, I was just talking to my brother" I said while facing him.
"About...?"
"Dexter."
"Oh..." He said sadly.
"He was a good boy," Ricky said while laying his hand on mine.
My heart fluttered with lust.
His hand was warm and very soft....it was sweaty too.
I looked away from both of our hands then I looked at his pale,blue,eyes.
He squeezed my hand a bit and it was silent. I studied his eyes and they seemed to be filled with innocents.
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We watched the Twilight Zone together with the rest of the guys. I was pretty tired so I laid my head down on Ricky's shoulder while his arm rested on the couch cushion behind me.
My eyes closed slowly as I tried to open them but I was way too tired to keep them open.
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I opened my eyes to see myself in a bunk. I gathered my thoughts for a bit then I remembered that I slept over the MIW bus. The bunk was filled with the scent of light cologne and it smelt amazing.
I fixed the bunk then I slid out of it. The aroma of coffee filled the rest of the bus. I peeked my head out of the bunk room to see no one. I walked out and into the kitchen area to see Ricky making coffee with Chris.
"Morning!" Ricky smiled at me with his messy hair.
I smiled in return of the good morning to you too.
I looked at Chris then he chuckled.
"Coffee?" He asked.
I nodded my head yes.
"Cream and sugar?" Ricky asked.
"Mhm" I smiled.
I stretched with my eyes closed then yawned.
"How'd you sleep?" Ricky asked
"Like a baby" I smiled.
They both chuckled.
"But my leg hurts a bit" I smiled while rubbing it.
"Sorry, that was my fault. I kick in my sleep" Ricky smiled faintly while making my coffee.
Wait...what?...
I looked at Chris and he grinned at himself.
"Hm..." I hummed.
Ricky passed me my coffee.
"You sleep weird." He started.
"I believe I sleep normally..." I said before taking a sip of my coffee.
Ricky took a sip of his.
"You sleep like a fetus then stay in that position, you don't move or anything." He said.
"What? Am I supposed to karate kick in my sleep like you??" I joked.
Chris chuckled.
"I'm just saying. I never seen anyone sleep like that" he said
"You're saying that I sleep weird when you're the weird one watching people sleep." I said while warming my hands up with my cup.
Ricky looked at my hands on the cup. He laid both of his hands on mine.
"Your hands are fucking cold!" I said while pulling away quickly.
"Don't touch me!" I tucked my hands in my sleeves.
I sat down on the couch then crossed my legs Indian style. My back was facing the kitchen area and I played happy wheels on my phone.
I felt coldness on my neck.
I gasped then jumped up to see Ricky.
Chris and Ricky bursted out laughing.
I grabbed Ricky's hands then led him to the sink. I turned the hot water on and let them sit under it for about five minutes. I dried his hands up then rubbed them together.
They were warm now.
"Hehe" I giggled while sticking my tongue out at him.
I sat back down and played happy wheels again.