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“Get in here you asshole,” I drag his ass in and he sits down on the bed, looking under it.

“What the hell are you searching for?” Asks Seth.

“Guns,” Hunter winces, “or maybe knives. Who knows with thischick?”

Seth nods his approval while I shake my head and turn my attention back to her sketchbook. There are more drawings of squirrels, people sitting on the subway, Central Park; each one with the same amount of detail. I snap the book close and go to her bed, grabbing a book on photography.Definitely an art student. I wonder what she takes pictures of…

“What the fuck is this?” I look up, seeing Hunter has moved and is now sitting in front of her wardrobe. He grimaces while holding up a pair of Hello Kitty underwear. “This isn’t sexy at all!” He throws it over his shoulder. He pulls out more underwear from her drawer, each one with some cutesy pattern. “I don’t see any thongs here.”

Seth grabs the camera off her makeshift desk and turns it around before pulling at his waistband and taking a picture of what I can only suppose is his dick. I shake my head, knowing we are in such deep shit when she returns, but at the same time, really enjoying the imagery of her storming in here and screaming.

“Lukie, look!”

“Huh?” I turn to Hunter, who is currently holding up a pink bra over his shirt. The cup size is small and the band is about half Hunter’s width.

“Do you think I can wear this?” He waggles his eyebrows.

I roll my eyes and shake my head. “No, you idiot.”

I hear Seth chuckling and turn back around, seeing him screw off the lenses from the camera and stuff them in his pockets. I shake my head. Sometimes Seth takes it a bit too far and by the looks of it, that’s a pretty expensive camera.

She’s definitely going to scream. I can just see it. But she won’t do anything, a dark little thought circulates.She’ll probably just cry.

“Lukie, what the hell are you doing?” Asks Seth, motioning to the photography book in my hands. “Here we are, causing chaos and you’re learning how to take pictures.”

I scoff. “I’m just trying to understand the mental workings of our psychotic roommate.”

Hunter rolls his eyes. “Yeah, right. Most likely you have a little crush on Rachel.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Rachel, Hunter? So you’re calling her Rachel now?”

I take note of the blush flaming Hunter’s cheeks and the subtle way he averts his eyes.Ah, so you like Rachel now?

“Just do something, Lucas,” says Seth. Anxiety fills me as Seth tosses the camera back and forth.If he breaks that camera we are all so dead.

“Hey, it was my idea to come in here.” I grind my teeth as he continues tossing it. “Will you please put that down? You are making me nervous.”

Seth holds out the camera. “You mean this?”

I nod. “Yes, that. Put it down.” I throw the photography book on the pillow and pick up a little pink book. I look at the title, smiling wickedly when I read:My Diary.“Look what Ihave here.” I tilt the book back and forth in front of Seth. I nearly sigh in relief when he sets the camera down.

“Ooooh!” Seth jumps onto the bed next to me followed by Hunter, who is currently wearing Rachel’s bra on his head. Both breathe down my neck while I open the book to a random page in the middle. “I want to know if she’s been writing about us.”

“Do you think she’d write about us?” Asks Hunter.

Seth shrugs. “Only one way to find out.”

I clear my throat and read in a high pitched voice, “I was accepted into Aurora University today.”

Hunter and Seth giggle around me. Hunter smacks his thigh while Seth covers his face.

“Oh god,” Seth gasps.

“Lucky you,” says Hunter mockingly to the book.

“It’s not an Art School or anything,” I pause to keep myself from laughing. “But at least it’s something to get me started. Looks like a sports school, which I don’t know how I feel about.” I roll my eyes and hold out my hand. “Someone please give me a pencil. A pen. Anything!”

Seth bounds off the bed and races out of the room. I swear, he runs so fast one would think he is in a race. He returns with a black pen and quickly sits down on the bed, looking over my shoulder while I write inside:You should feel lucky to be surrounded by such gods.

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