Hey guys! Sorry long wait, I'm killing you blah blah blah! ;P I've REALLY been busy! Final exams guys! FINALS!! And there was the proof reading deal and I don't know... it just didn't feel good enough... still doesn't... oh well...
So first thing first, no I didn't come up with EVERYTHING Josh says, I'm stupid but my brain as limits alright so if you've heard some of his remarks before well go get yourself a cookie! ;P
Now also... I'm putting a warning here, what Josh says is not what I think alright? So if you get offended by what he says don't start a rant on how a bad person I am!
Also, this time we have German guys! lol Might be crap though, È's family's from Kassel, my other friend who speaks it is from Switzerland so ya... different German... so if I completely screwed it up, feel free to laugh at my expense! ;P German is hard alright! lol
And THANKS to bhouchen for the AWESOME song "I Gotcha" by Joe Tex which you will see in this chapter! :P Again THANKS!!!
Also, THANKS È!! You are fucking awesome! Happy? ;P Mouhahaha
And also, got check out The Black Ryders if you don't know who they are, personal culture and all! lol
Oh and a little side note, please, please, PLEASE, don't advertise your story here! I get that you'd want to use the fact that there's a lot of people reading this to get more readers, but this is just not the place alright? I never advertise my story anywhere and still managed to have reads, so please, don't do this to me... I like to have real genuine comments... not fake copy/paste things to get yourself on the What's Hot List!
Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter...
Will this be the long awaited kiss? MOUHAHAHA!! Me and È are actually making bets on how many comments I'll get for THE kiss... Anyone want to join that pool? Or maybe it'll be too late after this chapter.. MOUHAHAHAHAHA. Who knows? Well I do but that's just a detail.. mouhahaha
Read, enjoy, vote and comment! :P
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I was sitting in my car, the engine still running, wearing my old jeans with plenty of holes and a baggy yellow t-shirt, asking myself for the hundredth time if this was a joke or I had gotten the address wrong or Josh really lived here.
Because frankly, the building I was parked in front looked... oh god it looked like Tyler's house in Fight Club...
Was he seriously living here? Didn't the guy have money? I mean he didn't have to be loaded to not live in a shithole like this, sorry the language but that was just what it is was!
Or maybe he had given me a wrong address. I mean that something that guy could do, I'm pretty sure of it... with the stories he told about Blake's childhood...
And then I thought "Oh god! They're going to make me do graffiti on that building aren't they?"
That sounded just like them, oddly JUST like them...
I was still gripping my steering wheel tightly when I started to hear sound... like shouting outside...
I opened my window and looked out, towards the building and to my deep disappointment Josh's head was sticking out a window.
"YOU PLAYING SPY!?" he was shouting.
"I'm really at the right place!?" I screamed back, still a little shocked.
"No shit Sherlock! Come on! Are you going to wait in your car or come in!" he screamed back.
I sighed heavily, closed my eyes for a second and then stopped the engine and got out of my car, triple checking the door locks.
I walked up to the front door, Josh's head still sticking out, an annoying grin on his lips.
"What kind of dump do you live in?!" I shouted at him, raising my head.
He was like on the third floor up or something.
For one second I was a little worried. Where was Blake? Why wasn't it his head sticking out the building and him nagging me?
Because as funny as Josh could probably be, I wasn't here for him.
Wow... nice realisation...
How pathetic...
Josh laughed "Hey! Don't hate the building! It has cachet!"
I rolled my eyes for his benefit though he probably didn't notice and was about to pull the door open, it was a big wood kind of thing, that went with the whole almost-falling-apart rectangular building.
I mean it could be nice... in a horror movie or something.
Anyway I was about to open the door when Josh stopped me "Oh wait! Use the buzzer first! I gotta buzz you in, don't touch the handle it starts the alarm, use the buzzer!"
I sighed again, and pressed the button beside the intercom thingy but then I heard static and there was blue flash and I moved my hand just in time before I actually freaking got electrocuted!
What the HELL?!
Josh was laughing uncontrollably and his head disappear back inside while I aligned a bunch of insanities.
Holly fucking shit!! I almost got freaking ELECTROCUTED!!!
What the hell was wrong with him!?
"OH MY GOD! What's wrong with you!? I could have been electrocuted to death!" I shouted at him even though I couldn't see his face anymore.
That dumb bastard! Seriously! What the hell was I doing here again?
Josh head reappeared, still laughing, "Aww don't worry, it's barely a 200 volt shock, I would just have just frizz you up a bit"
"You're sick!" I screamed again and crossed my arms over my chest.
I wasn't touching that door, or anything from that building again! Actually, I should just go back home. I was just making a fool of myself right now!
But before I could turn around and well, leave, I heard Blake's voice, angry voice I might add, yelling at Josh.
I couldn't really help the small smile appearing on my lips.
I'm not sure what he was telling him, because the shouting was happening inside but then Blake's face appeared.
And just like that I felt like the little hyper kid on Christmas Eve all over again, restraining myself from jumping up and down.
Pathetic and quite sad, really.
"Josh is sick!" I shouted, before he could say anything.
"Tell me about it!" Blake snorted, shouting back.
Was he smiling? Did this whole thing entertained him, me almost getting electrocuted I mean.
That little bitch better not be enjoying this!
"Shut up! Josh is awesome!" Josh yelled, trying to stick his head out beside Blake's.
"No, Josh is sick!" I screamed again, for his benefit.
"Hey! You want to come in or you want to stay outside and wait for Gigglypop to try to wiggle his pickle-crop at you, Iggy Pop style!? He just needs two seconds to drop the brown coat you know!" Josh yelled and I had a good two seconds of mental black-out.
A big "Wait, what?" moment, right there. That was a lot of ig and op in a same sentence!
"Just come in!" Blake yelled, pushing Josh's head inside.
"Can I TOUCH the door?"
"Yes! Don't worry, just don't ever listen to Josh! Like ever!" Blake laughed.
"So if I told her to play with your seeding-hose you wouldn't agree?" I heard Josh yell inside and then Blake's head was disappearing and there was crashing sound and yelling and cursing, while I stood there, yet frozen again, but laughing this time.
Oh god... why was I here again?
Why was I even asking myself this question? I knew exactly why I was here.
So I just opened the door, not without a good second of hesitation though and then walked in.
Well, the inside wasn't as crappy as the outside. It was actually... nice?
There was a big set of stairs, all in wood, right in front of me, normal apartment stairs, not some grandiose thing, but the inside was actually clean, something I wasn't expecting after seeing the outside and there was just a corridor, with doors, other apartments probably, the walls all a warm beige.
It all looked like it had been renovated not so long ago.
I decided to head to up the stairs since the guys had been... well not on the first one. But then when I got on the second level, that I hadn't seen when I was downstairs, there was like a big metal gate kind of thing, with bars typish, and a lock.
I sighed heavily.
Josh arrived running a few seconds later, coming out form big double metal doors, the kind you saw in front of warehouse almost, Blake running after him, trying to knock him down actually.
"Secret password!" Josh yelled, crashing into the metal gate, his face trying to stick between the bars, his hands gripping them.
I rolled my eyes at him "You sound just like my brother!"
Blake was trying to push him away while Josh yelled "Just answer!"
I laughed at the two of them, while Blake threw him on the floor "I don't know... go to hell?"
Josh, on the floor style managed to shout "WRONG!"
I should have said hooker or something...
I sighed, "Just let me in!"
Josh managed to push Blake on the floor too, and away from him, so he rushed to the gate, sticking his face out again, pouting his lips. "Maybe a kiss for passage?"
"Damn it Josh, get out of the way!" Blake said, his voice annoyed and made the combination to open the lock, pushing a whiny Josh at the same time, while I laughed.
"Sorry about Josh, he doesn't get a lot of company!" Blake informed me as he opened the gates, smiling a little again.
"Shut up man, I have a social life!" Josh felt the need to share while straightening up "And just a little side note, this is my place, I'm the one who sets the "open the gate" rules, and you Saskia, need to pay me" he continued on, wiggling his eyebrows.
I sighed and asked him "Why do you always screw up my name?"
We were walking towards the big metal doors, and Blake punched Josh in the stomach.
Oooookay...
What was THAT for?
"Again, don't listen to anything Josh says, he's a crack baby!" Blake warned, almost taking a protective stand between me and the said crack-baby.
Something was telling me I was in for a weird evening!
"You know, I think it's beneficial for her personal culture to know about Saskia, man! Want to hear a nice story about an obsessive Rembrandt?" Josh asked me, grinning.
Okay, I knew Rembrandt, and all his auto portrait and his way to play with clarity and obscurity, yay me, but Saskia... ya I didn't know that one!
For some reason, I was worried for a second and looked at Blake's angry expression.
"I don't want to know?" I asked him.
He shook his head "You don't want to know, trust me"
Truth is, I kinda wanted to... but I wasn't going to argue with him.
And I was a little too busy with staring at him because let's face it; he was nice to look at. I think I had made that point clear with myself. Anyway, what caught my eyes first was the fact that there were paint stains on his light V-neck green t-shirt, which fitted him perfectly, of course, and also on his fade blue jeans. Oh and on his hands and arms too.
Alrigth, maybe I really was going to do graffiti on the building walls after all...
"Blake is a party pooper, pooper pooper, crapper, crapper crapper!" Josh started to say in a sing-song voice.
I muffled a laugh.
Blake glared at him "We're playing that game?"
"You know you'll lose if we do Nancy boy, so don't get your panties in a notch alright!" Josh laughed while opening the doors, lifting the metal bar blocking them in the middle.
Okay, were we going into some secret hide out full of dead bodies? Why would he need a door with a metal bar to close it like that?
Weirdo!
"Oh you might want to take your shoes off, if you don't want to ruin them that is" Josh said and then opened the door.
The first thing that hit me about his loft was that almost half of it was covered with plastic sheets. The big mural, on the left wall was probably the cause.
On my right there was a staircase, open kind of thing, just like wooden planes on medal rack, going up to a high second floor that we could completely see from where I stood, just a metal ramp around it and that looked like a library.
There was also a little corridor on my right, and I think you could get to a kitchen because I could see something like a stove from where I stood.
There was another corridor on my left, right beside the big mural that I didn't know where it leaded.
As I was assessing my surrounding, I started to walk towards the mural, my feet making the plastic crease under them.
The mural looked like a landscape; and there was a relief feeling to it, trees sort of popping out of the wall, Blake had mentioned plaster once, I remembered, and it was obviously in the process of being painted.
"That's what you're working on?" I asked to no one in particular, getting closer, trying not to walk into one of the many fresh stains of paint on the plastic.
"Yope, at first it was just supposed to cover the hole Blake had made when he'd punched into my wall but now it's getting into a nice little project of ours, and apparently my dad wants to expose it now. Go figure!" Josh snorted.
Woah woah woah! Back up the horse right there!
"You punched into his wall?" I asked Blake incredulous.
"Ya whatever" Blake rolled his eyes.
Nah ha! Not good enough!
I shook my head "I want details!"
Blake snorted this time "Well you ain't getting any!"
"Not fair!" I pouted.
"Never said I was" Blake smirked.
I used my whiny voice "Blake!"
"Not gonna work. We're changing the subject now!" Blake smirked even wider and I glared a little at him, but just a little.
I mean I'd get all the details at one point right? Even if that meant torturing him to get them.
"I hate you!" I told him, my eyes still narrowing and Blake laughed "Love you too!"
When he said that, even though I mean he had already said that, it was sort of a comeback of his, I couldn't help but feel a little twitching in my chest.
Okay this was bad, real bad now... Was that what I wanted to hear? Oh god, I shouldn't even think about that idea.
Change subject, like now!
There was a song playing in the background, quite nice actually so I settled on that, to stop thinking about the weird feeling I was slowly getting, trying to stop staring at Blake.
"What's that song?" I asked, frowning.
Josh was picking up a brush in one of the painting cans "It's Gone Without Feeling"
"Hmm, don't know it..." I shrugged.
Josh dropped the brush "The Black Ryder? You don't know them? If you say you don't know them I will slap you!" he warned, pointing me severely.
I chuckled "Are you serious?" and then looked at Blake who was nodding his head with him.
"I'm with him on that one... but I'm leaning more towards spanking, but hey, what can I say I'm kinky that way" Blake smirked again.
I glared again.
"Alright, none of that in my living room!" Josh interrupted "Lexi, get a new brush, there's probably one in the black bag over there" he said pointing to it.
I did has he said and took one.
"Okay so what do I do?" I asked, almost happily now.
Wow, bipolar much?
"I trust Blake judgement when he said you would actually know what you're doing, and you can take the old margarine pot over there, with "brown" written on it and start painting the tree trunk... that's if you know what you're doing? You know what you're doing right?" Josh asked, looking a little worried.
"Hmm... define "know what you're doing" maybe?" I smirked a little.
He looked even more worried.
I laughed "Don't worry, I'll managed not to screw up all your hard work!"
"You better, it's hard to do brown, and if you screw up I'm putting it all on Blake and he'll suffer the consequence and you wouldn't want the poor block to suffer the consequences!"
"Again, it depends... what ARE the consequences?"
Before Josh could answer, Blake walked behind me, heading to the little ladder I think and slapped my butt with his brush.
"HEY!" I shouted, and slapped his right back.
That just made him laugh "I had paint on mine"
My eyes bulged.
"No!" I gasped and started to turn on myself, looking at my butt.
I glared at him, and then punched him on the chest "NOT funny, you liar!"
Blake just smirked and climbed up the ladder, to paint the sky.
Idiot asshole!
Maybe I could make him fall from the ladder...
As I started at him, plotting on how to get back at him, my eyes fixed on the sky he was painting.
It was all blue but now Blake was painting over it, making it look more like a sunset, with orange and red and pink, with clouds.
"Didn't like it blue?" I asked him.
Josh answered for him "We changed plans... we do that a lot... it didn't look right, or real enough before"
Well, for sure right now it looked eerily real... and beautiful, and oddly familiar...
I'd seen a drawing like that once... the sky like that, and the clouds. It was really the clouds.
"Where have I seen this drawing?" I asked frowning.
I tried to remember maybe something in Blake's room, but couldn't find anything.
Blake turned around to look at me, a little smirk playing on the edge of his lips "You remember that drawing?"
"I don't know if I remember, but it looks familiar..."
"End of fifth grade, the teacher had asked to draw the place we'd want to be if we could be anywhere" Blake said, smirking wider.
Oh NOW I remembered "That was YOUR drawing?"
"Yope!"
"I got a detention because of you, I hope you're happy!" I informed him.
In fifth grade, the art teacher had asked us to draw the one place we would pick to be if we could be anywhere. I had drawn a beach, and the ocean, because it was always there that I had the nicest memories with my family. But then the teacher had hung all the drawing on the wall, we didn't know which belonged to whom, it was a homework. And the teacher had started to pick on the most beautiful drawing of the bunch, because it was just a sky and he had said that a sky wasn't really a place and that it didn't work and that some people just liked to be smart ass and not follow orders and blah blah blah, so since my stupid mouth couldn't stay shut I had started to argue with the teacher.
"Hey, you didn't have to tell the teacher he was picking on my drawing because I had more skills than him" Blake told me, his smirk mischievous.
"Well it WAS a nice drawing..." I trailed, shrugging.
"Enough to have the art teacher hate you till the end of the year?"
"Well, it was just one month, nothing really!" I said chuckling a little, but ya... the teacher had really hated me after that...
Ooops...
But now, knowing that it was Blake's drawing, I'd do it again, without hesitation. To think... I didn't even know it was his... I mean I don't think I even knew he was in my class then.
Sad, really!
"So what? You decided to do the mural based on your drawing?"
Was the sky still the place where he wanted to be... well moreover WHY was the sky the place where he had wanted to be?
I thought about his brother... dead... I didn't like the reason why it might have been it.
"No, it's supposed to be my mom's favourite park, the one she always took pictures of, but ya, Blake sky just fitted with it" Josh explained.
"And we're going to plaster Miss Puss in the middle, looking at the sunset longingly" Blake smirked and then turned and continued to paint.
"Don't you DARE say shit like that!" Josh hissed and I laughed.
"Oh please, you don't really like her that much, where is she now? Huh?" Blake asked his voice mischievous while getting down from the ladder after putting his brush and paint down on it.
"Oh she just hid because she doesn't know Lexi, that's all!" Josh snorted.
Blake shook his head "She doesn't like you anymore!"
"Like hell she does!" Josh snorted too and the looked up towards the second floor and called "Miss Puss! Come to Papa"
"Usually this would apply to a whole different context..." Blake whispered to me, standing closer, chuckling.
"You know that? Go play with your broom stick Blake!" Josh glared and Blake laughed more.
I would have like to laugh but having Blake close like that didn't really help my brain capacities and such...
This was ridiculous, it was like the more time I spent with him, the stupider and uneasy I felt around him... shouldn't it be the opposite?
"Aww, is that all you got?" Blake smirked.
He was smirking a lot today, but then again, when wasn't he?
"I got "Talk to the hand" too" Josh grinned but then there was a mewing coming from the library and a black cat's head appearing between the black metal bars that surrounded it, and then the cat was walking towards the stairs and down.
"THAT'S Miss Puss?" I snorted.
Josh stared straight at me with severe eyes "What? You don't like her?"
Ooops.
"No, it's just I expected some huge fluffy gray thing or something" I explained and chuckled a little again.
"Her name's not Old-Miss-Full-Bush, you know? And let me tell you a thing or two about cats" Josh said pointing me.
"Here we go again..." Blake sighed, shaking his head, and he turned and walked back to the ladder.
"What?" I asked looking around, worried but Josh came to stand right in front of me.
"You know those weak white "fluffy" cats; they were always kept into the house, and breaded in between each other, cousin cousin action screaming right there, so they get genetic disease and they're weaker! The black cats, they lived in the streets, they had it tough, and they didn't frolic in the meadows with their siblings! So put one of those white fluffy toilet roll thing outside with a black cat and the black cat is gonna crush it!"
"You wanna start talking about your cat issues Josh?" I asked smirking a little, and that earned me a laugh from Blake.
"I love cats, cats are awesome!"
"Ya I figured that part for myself" I grinned.
"I don't like this, you two ganging against me..." Josh frowned and then walked over to his cat, ignoring my laugh and Blake's.
"Poor little cat lover" Blake was chuckling, still painting, his eyes fixed on the wall.
It was one thing to know Blake painted and draw, but it was a whole other thing to see him do it.
It made him even hotter... like he needed it! Like I needed that!
I looked down at the trees I was supposed to paint now, worried for a second that I would actually screw it up, I mean there was a lot of trees and painting had never really been my department, but with the plaster all the limits and relief details were already there so it would be hard to actually screw it up really.
After tying my hair in a messy bun, I opened the old margarine pot, that contained the brown paint now, placing the top on the plastic covered floor, as far away as I could so I wouldn't step on it or anything and then after stirring it a little with a one of the many wooden stick to do that, I dipped my brush in the paint and slowly started to color the trees.
"So how was the ride back home yesterday night?" Blake asked without looking at me, his voice playful.
He was still up on the ladder, doing the sky, on my left.
I rolled my eyes "Oh just marvellous!"
Blake laughed but then was silent, the only sound coming from our painting and Josh playing with Miss Puss.
How weird was that guy?
"I've never seen your two new friends... who are they? You know them well?" Blake finally asked.
I smiled to myself and dipped my brush again, holding the pot in my hands "Now now Blake, do you need to know everyone I know?"
"Well, they could be serial killers or something, I gotta keep an eye open for you. You know, so you don't get kill or anything"
"If I learn they're serial killers you're the first one I'll inform" I told him, rolling my eyes yet again.
"So you're telling me you don't know yet if they are, right?"
I just shook my head at him, chuckling.
Idiot!
Josh was still busy with his cat, which was quite amusing if you asked me.
"Does Josh have an obsession with his cat?" I asked Blake.
"Like unhealthy, zoophilia kind of thing?" he smirked.
"I don't know about zoophilia, but there's definitely something wrong about his relation with Miss Puss. Maybe they should go see a shrink together or something" I laughed but Josh came back at the same time making "tut tut tut" sounds.
Again, ooops.
"That hurts Lex, that hurts right there" Josh said, patting his chest where his heart was.
"That's for almost electrocuting me!" I fakely smiled.
"Holding grudges is not good for a person" Josh started to rant "you get all bitter and shit and next thing you know you're sitting on your front porch on your rocking chair, smoking and screaming at the kids to get off of your god damn lawn... am I the only one who's getting hungry here?"
I burst laughing. Wow, random much?
"Definitely starving" Blake answered, and jumped off the ladder "What time is it?"
"Six thirty" Josh answered.
"I don't know I don't feel really productive" I snorted.
I mean I had almost just got here. I hadn't even finished my first tree!
"Don't worry, we've been working on this thing for almost four weeks and we aren't even half way done, it's not a race, it's just an excuse to tell Catherine I'm doing something so she'll stop bringing me job offers!" Josh explained.
I laughed. Alright, if he didn't mind, I shouldn't right?
Josh started to walk towards the corridor on the right, which really was the kitchen, yay me, so I followed, Blake beside me.
"What are we eating?" Blake asked, stretching his arm far out, making his joints pop.
"I could make Fusilli alla Puttanesca" Josh offered, turning around to look at him.
"We ate pasta last night" Blake answered.
"Oh ya?" Josh look at us, weirdly.
Okay what was that for?
"You know, it's fine, I love pasta" I shrugged.
"No no, don't worry I'll make Panini instead" Josh said but there was still something about the way he looked at us, almost amused.
I wanted to glare at him for some reason.
Josh's kitchen looked a lot like Alex's. There was a long counter in the middle, and everything was chromed. Also, everything was in super order. Blake had mentioned once that Josh was a cleaning freak.
Josh headed towards the fridge and Blake walked to the cupboards and opened one.
"Dude, I don't even want you to TOUCH the Panini maker!" Josh warned, head still in the fridge and I chuckled in response.
"Hey hey! Don't laugh" Blake warned but smirked a little.
"Of course, there's not reason to laugh at your culinary incompetency, especially when my microwave goes down in flames" Josh said grimly with a bunch of food in his hands that he set on the counter.
He went back to the fridge and came back with a beer in his hands "Beer, helping ugly people have sex since 1881" Josh felt the need to share and then opened it downed almost half of it.
I shook my head, chuckling a little.
"Oh and since your still not major I'm not giving you one" Josh grinned at Blake.
"Less than one month man!" Blake answered rolling his eyes.
"Well while you wait for that one month, care for a nice glass of water?" Josh grinned even more, while I sat on one of the stool.
"I think I can fetch a drink for myself" Blake sighed and walked to the fridge.
"Who knows with him" Josh mumbled "You want something? That glass of water offer is still up, though it's tab water, I don't do that bottle water crap. I mean who pays two bucks for a little bottle of Evian water"
"A lot of people" I informed him, laughing.
"Ya, well try spelling Evian backwards." Josh said smugly.
I thought about it for a second.
Oh wow, how clever!
Mental roll of the eyes.
"Wow! Thought a lot about that one?" I snorted and Blake came back with two cans of Pepsi and gave me one.
"Ya I did... I have like a bank of witty lines like that all happily waiting for me to use!"
"And don't laugh, it's true" Blake warned.
I muffled my laugh behind my pop.
"Alright kids, stop making fun of the adult here!"
That made me think about something.
"I should call my dad" I frowned.
"Phone's beside the front door" Josh told me, getting the Panini maker out.
"Thanks" I smiled and got up, walking towards the said-phone
"Oh and tell him you're getting home late!" Blake said loud enough for me to hear.
The smile got bigger.
When I got to the phone I quickly dialed home, and Tyler picked up after the third ring.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ty, can I talk to dad?"
"You need to be bailed out of prison?" Tyler answered, his voice annoying.
"Just let me talk to dad"
"Fine!" Ty said and then I could hear him call for our father.
While I waited, I felt something on my leg and looked down to see Miss Puss giving little paws kick on my grey socks with robots on them. I chuckled a little and bended to pat the cat.
She didn't try to bite my hand or anything so that was nice, she just kept brushing her face on my knee.
"Lexi?"
"Hey dad, I'm over at a friend's and I'm going to eat here, is it okay?" I asked.
"Sure!"
"Curfew?" I asked.
I mean he could put one, after all I had gotten home late last night... like early late.
"No, I trust you, just be reasonable. Who's the friend?"
"Catherine's step-brother, Josh."
"Hmm... I don't really know that kid" dad trailed.
"Blake's here too" I told him.
Normally I think a parent would have been worried but this seemed to actually please my dad "Oh that's good. Alright then, have fun"
"Have a nice evening too"
How weird was my dad?
After hanging up the phone, I walked back to the kitchen. First thing I heard when I walked in was Josh saying "Eco friendly sex products. When you score with these items, Mother Nature does too" in a sales lady voice.
"Alright what did I miss?" I chuckled.
"The human stupidity... it never ceases to amaze me, really!" Josh explained.
"Because of all the eco stuff?" I asked, sitting on the stool beside Blake who was almost attacking the vegetable plate in front of him.
He wasn't joking when he had said he was hungry.
"Among many things. I mean please, it's just because being "green" is cool right now, but half of the people crusade about something but then buy shit that isn't even really green because they don't even inform themselves."
"And you are informed?" I asked, taking a carrot before Blake ate them all.
He kicked my chair when I did and I pushed his shoulder.
"Of course I'm well informed! For instance I know that if you stop eating meat you'll get all weak and faint for no reason, get low iron in your blood, become easy!"
"Talking from experience" I smirked.
"Oh ya totally! I was vegan for a while until a bunch of people started being vegans too... now I exist on just air, and my own smug self-importance!" he smirked too.
"You're an idiot" I simply stated.
Josh rolled his eyes and cut tomatoes "Come on, they're animal, not humans!"
"What about animal testing then?" I told him, smugly.
I mean the guy WAS obsessed with his cat...
"Please animal testing is awful! They get all nervous and they give you bad answers!" Josh said, grinning proudly.
Wow...
Stubbornly stupid much?
"How do you sleep at night?" I asked him shaking my head in disbelief.
He grinned at me "On top of some hot chick!"
"Easy answer" Blake and I both said at the same time and then smiled at each other.
He was doing that looking straight into my eyes thing...
Was it just me or was the room getting warmer?
"You finished attacking my vegetables now?" Josh asked him, making Blake break eye contact with me.
"Ya, you can eat your broccolis, I don't want any of it, when it's raw it gets stuck in your teeth! Bad feeling!" Blake smirked.
"Ya Josh, eat the broccoli, they're high on iron and you don't want to become easy now do you?" I smirked too.
"Again, two against one, it's unfair! Josh said, putting ham slices in the Panini breads, with salad and tomatoes slices and cheese.
"You don't deserve back up, you're a despicable person" I told him jokingly.
"Aww come on, I'm a good person! Like sometimes I see a cripple hobo and go make him a sandwich or something... And if he takes the food it's because he's a true starving hobo. Because if he asks for money he's just going to use it to buy crack or some other shit. So ya, I'm a good person! I feed starving hobos! You should follow my lead. But oh! Don't tell them it's peanut butter sandwiches, because anaphylactic shock can be hilarious, and nobody gives a shit about another dead hobo anyway." Josh ranted.
I think my jaw literally dropped...
"OH. MY. GOD!! What is WRONG with you!?" I gasped.
"Don't take him seriously; his parents dropped him a lot when he was a baby..." Blake said, patting my hand resting on the counter "and my brother put ammonia in his milk when he was a kid... he thought he was a bat..."
"Hey! I just liked to dress up with the garbage bag, so what! I wanted to be Batman alright?" Josh whined.
"Batman? Really? Like BAT-man? Like bat? Do you like bat Josh? Is that why you don't go out with any girl for too long? Because you like bat better?" Blake smirked, the widest one he had made all night.
I don't know why, it felt like Blake was kinda quieter tonight...
Was there something wrong?
"Cheap shot, CHEAP SHOT!!" Josh yelled, pointing at him, and I laughed, but the thought still stuck in my head.
WAS there something wrong with Blake?
"You looked for it, dude, it's like you want to be hated. Is it like your big goal in life?" I smirked, yet again.
"No, my big life goal is to live forever. So far, so good!" Josh grinned back.
Blake frowned beside me "Wasn't your big life goal to keep all your blood in your body and have as much orgasm as possible in one day?"
Josh grin almost became scary "No that's the goal I live by everyday!"
"Josh is weird" I whispered to Blake.
"Tell me about it" Blake smirked.
"Hey! Josh is AWESOME. AWE-SOME!"
The Panini were great, of course, as Josh mentioned many MANY times, it was because Blake had nothing to do with them.
I had two, Blake and Josh four. Usually I'm sure I could have eaten more, but I was still having a hard time eating. I hoped that not eating deal was all a period related thing and that everything would go back to normal soon.
After we had finished eating, we went on the second floor, Josh wanted to check something on his computer and I wanted to see his immense CDs and vinyls and book collection.
He didn't have as much books as Blake but he had a LOT of CDs!
"How come Josh has so many CDs and everything is like renovated in here but the building looks like shit?" I asked Blake.
Josh was out of hearing range, since his computer was on the other side of the library while Blake and I sat on the floor looking up at the books and CDs.
"The building was cheap... Josh wanted to rebuild it so anyone could come and stay in the rooms downstairs, you know like homeless and people who are having money trouble and such... but he thought a too classy building would make people want to steal things. He's already driving an Audi TT Coupé, he doesn't need to attract more attention."
"That's why he has the metal fence thingy and the big metal doors?"
"Ya"
"So he's like... actually a nice guy?"
"He has his moments" Blake chuckled.
My gaze didn't tear away from his after he had spoken and then it's like I completely forgot what we were talking about or even where I was. His gaze was almost smoldering me. It was such a weird feeling. And I didn't want to look away from his grey eyes.
Freaking hell! Why was I feeling this way around him? What made things so different with him? I mean Josh was probably equally has hot as him... why was I sticking so much on Blake?
I wanted to keep looking into his eyes forever. I wanted to stroke his face, to touch him. I wanted... I wanted to know how it would feel to kiss him...
"And we officially ROCK!" Josh suddenly shouted, jumping right on front of us, almost making me squeal in surprise.
"What do you mean?" Blake asked.
Was it just me or was his voice kinda shaking?
"Web Underground Reviews. Our work of art ROCKS! We're kicking everyone else's"
"Good for us!" Blake chuckled.
"Jeezaloo! A little more enthusiastic maybe?" Josh sighed, rolling his eyes at us.
"Sorry" Blake shrugged, laughing.
"Oh I know EXACTLY what we need!" Josh exclaimed and then walked to his vinyls and took the record layer from a corner, down beside us.
He placed the record on the player and then it a man started to sing right away "I gotcha, uh-huh, huh" Josh singing along "You thought I didn't see ya now"
The beat was undeniably funny and Josh impression just made it worse, especially since he started to do little dance move, "All the single Ladies" type of leg and hand moves.
I burst laughing when he did the same little laugh as the singer, Blake along with me.
"Now now, listen this is for you guys!" Josh said and continued to do weird enthusiastic hand moves, in between the singed parts, smiling like a moron.
And then Blake started to do fake trumpet moves whenever there was one in the song and I just completely cracked up. The face he was making was priceless.
I was laughing so much I couldn't even heard the lyrics properly, and I almost lost it when Josh started to wiggle his butt.
I was leaning on Blake, who was laughing too, trying not to just roll on the floor laughing.
When the song finally ended, I had a hard time catching my breath.
"Someone give the poor girl mouth-to-mouth she's going to die!" Josh smirked at me.
I managed to tell him, between laughs "Well if I need mouth-to-mouth, you definitely need new dance moves!"
"My dance move rock! You have to be punished now!" Josh said, in a fakely severe voice, pointing at me and sticking his chest out.
I chuckled a little more.
"Yes, payment indeed!" Blake agreed and then he took me in his arms and swung me over his shoulder, while I laughed and crashed in his arm, trying to wiggle off of him.
"Now now, behave you don't want me to drop you!" Blake warned, his voice playful as he headed towards the stairs.
"I swear to god Blake, you drop me, I KILL you!" I informed him, hitting his back with my fist.
Hmm... nice ass from this angle...
Alright snap out of it Lexi!
"Please, he drops you, you die, you can't kill him" Josh said, and I tried to raised my head to glare at him but I couldn't see him and oh crap Blake better not drop me or slip or something!
What if Miss Puss jumped in front of him!
I didn't want to die squished in Josh's stairs!
I sighed happily when we finally reached the first floor.
"Alright, put me down Blake! Come ON!"
As much as I liked to look at his ass, I didn't want to puke my Panini or something!
"Miss Lexi Grayson, you are sentence to scrape off the plaster on the doomed corner, until dead do you part!" Josh announced ceremonially, holding his hands up like he had an imaginary parchment in his hands.
"Sentence seconded!" Blake said and slapped my butt.
"Hey! Leave my butt alone!" I yelled and slapped his again.
Blake just laughed and set me back on my feet.
"Enjoy your punishment" Josh said and gave something like a spatula and pointed to the far corner.
"I'm not doing this" I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest.
"I fed you, now you gotta earn that food!" Josh said and placed the tool in my hands and turned me around, pushing me towards the corner.
I sighed, but in a way it was true, plus if I did that I wouldn't ruin my clothes with paint, so that was that.
I really hadn't needed clothes that could be dirty, obviously.
A minute hadn't even past, after that thought crossed my mind, that I felt something cold run down my back and then I yelped and turned around to face a smirking Blake, a can of paint in his hands... empty now.
Oh! My! GOD!
"YOU IDIOT!" I yelled at him, while he burst laughing in front of me and I tackled him on the plastic covered ground.
My back was COMPLETELY covered with paint and so was my neck and the paint was running down beside it and in front of me, inside my shirt.
Oh god this was SO awful!
Some paint was falling on the hysterically laughing Blake under me, while I punched him in the stomach. Blake grabbed both my hands in one of his, and then started to tickle me on the sides, and I burst laughing so he used the upper hand to roll us around, him on top now, and tickle me more.
I couldn't stop laughing even though I was pissed off, and I tried to get him off, by squishing from side to side and kicking him in the back, but finally splashed some of the paint from my back in his face, spreading it everywhere from his chin to his hair.
He was blinded for a second, so I managed to roll us again and get on top but then, Blake was laughing too much and begging for me to let him catch his breath and that's when I realized the position that we were in.
Oh god.
And then I think Blake realized it too because it was like we both froze and stared straight into each others eyes and I don't know, it was like there was something that clicked, like a courant or something and my mind was screaming "KISS THE CRAP OUTTA HIM"
And it was like for a second I lost complete control over everything, hormone maybe, because that was all I wanted. I wanted to kiss him, tear off his clothes and oh god... Blake grabbed the back of my head and our faces were inching closer and closer.
But before I could put to action any of my plans, Josh threw another full can of paint on us and grabbed me around the waist, tearing me off of Blake, and I think I kicked him in the face, doing so.
And it was hell break loose at this point, paint splashing everywhere, the three of us fighting like mad men kicking and punching and laughing, the plastic rolling around us.
The three of us sat in the middle of the plastic, completely covered with paint, and completely silent except for Miss Puss mewing every now and then.
"We splashed paint on the wall..." I trailed.
"Ya I know..." Josh answered.
"I'm completely covered with paint..." I stated.
"I could hose you up in the tub?" Blake offered, wiggling his eyebrow.
Yes please please!
"Ya I think I'll pass!" I snorted instead.
"I think I have some in my mouth... ya I definitely swallowed paint... wait a second..." Blake trailed and got up on his feet walking towards the corridor on the left, to the bathroom probably.
"My clothes are completely ruined aren't they?"
"Yope" Josh nodded.
We kept silent again.
It was like an after apocalypse setting here... and let's say the mural had taken a big punch...
Josh, Cleaning-Freak, was probably freaking out right now...
How the hell was I going to drive back in my car, with my clothes like this?
After a little while, Blake still hadn't came back from the bathroom.
"What's taken him so long" I frowned, speaking to myself almost.
"I'll got see" Josh said and got up on his feet.
I just stood there, thinking about what had almost happened, what would have happened if it hadn't been for Josh... in a way I was a little mad, but in the other I wasn't... I mean, I think I could have quite literally taken him in the floor just then.
What was WRONG with me?
And then I heard Josh voice "Alles in Ordnung Blake?"
Say what again?
"Moment!" Blake voice answered.
Stupid foreign language speaking!
Hadn't I stated I hated when he did that?
Josh answered "Was ist?"
And I scowled a bit more
It was already angering that I was completely unobservant; did they have to confuse me more with talking gibberish?
"Mein Kopf" Blake said.
"Mach auf verdammt!" Josh shouted and started to bang on the door.
Oh oh... what was wrong?
I got up on my feet.
"Nein!" Blake answered and Josh banged on the door again.
"Blake!" he yelled.
"Warte!" Blake shouted in the bathroom as I got in the corridor and Josh turned his head and looked at me, his expression completely frightened. But then Blake opened the door and walked out, his hand rubbing under his nose, sniffing "Nasenbluten. Nichts Bedenkliches." he said.
"Hey what did I miss? What's wrong?" I asked, worried, REALLY worried.
"Don't worry Pumpkin, I just fell in the toilet" Blake smirked a little.
"Blake!" I hissed, following close behind him back to the main room.
"Would you stop worrying please, it's nothing!"
"Josh didn't look like he thought it was nothing!" I informed him.
"I just don't enjoy people jacking off in my bathroom" Josh snorted.
I rolled my eyes "Please!"
"Oh it's true I'm not washing after him!"
"Josh!" I scowled but he just grinned so I grabbed Blake by the arm, and made him face me "What's wrong Blake?"
"Nothing, I just swallowed paint alright and I thought I was poisoned or something! But I'm fine so stop worrying!"
"Don't lie, you were jacking off!" Josh said and Blake and I said "Shut up Josh" at the same time.
"You're telling the truth?" I asked Blake, looking straight into his eyes, his face still covered with paint.
Blake just nodded and I sighed.
When would I feel like Blake was completely honest with me?
"OH MY GOD! NO! Miss Puss! Do NOT roll in the paint! Oh my god NO NO NO!" Josh yelled, almost in a high pitch voice and I burst laughing, my worries pushed away, yet again...
But not too far...