Hiha kids!  

Okay so I wanted the chapter to be longer and to put some more things into it but I decided to cut it short because I know you guys have been waiting for a while and I'll try to have the next one sooner!  

Anyway sorry for the long wait but I needed the week of rest! lol 

Plus I had to work today. And I keep getting sidetracked. lol

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So think that's it... oh! Few of you guys asked for pictures of the characters and I guess you didn't see it in my about me, but here's a link! :P 

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Anyway, obviously no one ever reads these cause I keep repeating myself all the time so I won't lose any more of your time and I'll let you read on! lol ;P

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In about three seconds I would just grab Blake by the shirt and kiss the crap out of him.

This would probably really help the whole "liking Blake and showing it to him" deal. Not that it was something I had been planning on doing today or anytime soon for that matter, since I just beginning to realize it myself, but the dimple smile and the "something other than school" just had my heart beat backwards and damn it I liked the boy sitting beside me...

Wow, control much Lexi?

It was yet again another of those look away and try not hyperventilating moment. I was having more and more of those lately, but really who could blame me after seeing Blake? After seeing and KNOWING Blake because the knowing made me swoon more. Heck if it hadn't been for the knowing there wouldn't even be any swooning. I would still despise him.

How pitiful would that be, because as much as all those feelings had my head spinning I wouldn't trade this for the world. I wouldn't trade the constant over-thinking if it meant no Blake...

"Well you can pick what well do as long as the mental images can stay far FAR away from my brain..." I trailed and shuddered a bit.

Yuck yuck yuck yuck!

"You know you're going to be scarred for life right? It's always going to be there waiting for the worst moment to pop in you mind" Blake started to rant smirking like an idiot and hitting or not-hitting the driver rule, I punched Blake on the shoulder.

"You know what? Shut up! And you're going to have the mental image too-" I said but Blake stopped me.

"But it's not my brother and my best friend!" he smirked even wider

"Again Blake! SHUT UP! And what the hell were you thinking taking them in picture!?" I hissed.

"I'm going to use it to black mail him if he ever feels like filling my gym locker with tampons again!"

"Well you better not be posting that everywhere!"

"Please, if you think I'd really put it on Facebook you clearly don't know me" Blake said rolling his eyes at me.

Actually, I had kind of figured he wouldn't do that. Blake wasn't a jerk, whatever I had been led to believe before. He wasn't a mean person.

"I know, I just wanted you to know I don't ever want to see that picture appear in an email or something and I would really love if we could just change subject. Like REALLY. Please?" I asked.

"Anything for you Pumpkin" Blake chuckled and I just stared at him like the idiot I was, thinking again about how soft his lips would be against mine if I kissed him right now...

"So... what are we doing?" I finally asked Blake looking away and clearing my throat a little.

"Well I had been planning on trying to choke a confession out of Josh tonight so you could always accompany me."

"Alright that sounds entertaining" I chuckled.

We kept driving for a little while, just listening to the music when Blake suddenly said "Hey! Did you know your brother reads Edgar Allan Poe?"

"What do you mean?" I asked frowning.

So Blake said "Look!" showing me his iPhone and pointing at something and stupid me I looked and there it was again, the mental image I didn't want, materialized on the screen.

"WHAT THE HELL BLAKE!?" I screamed slapping his hand and the phone away from me, far away from me.

Out of my head image OUT OF MY HEAD!

Blake was laughing hysterically beside me "Didn't you see on his table "Edgar Tales of Mystery and Madness"?"

"What's WRONG with you?" I just screamed, hiding my face I my palms.

Crap crap crap crap.

"Hey that should make you happy, that your brother is expending his personal culture. It's a GOOD thing" Blake said and I could clearly hear the smirk in his voice.

"Seeing that picture definitely DIDN'T make me happy" I whined

"Well it definitely amused me" Blake roared with laugher.

I pouted at him, crossing my arms over my chest "You're an ass"

"But you still love me no matter what!"

"No, no, I'm pretty sure I don't!"

"Aww honey, please don't be like this. Don't be mad, I'm sure there's a way we can deal with this so I don't have to sleep on the couch tonight." Blake said with an amused half smile.

"Oh you're SO sleeping on the couch!" I scowled at him a little, poking him in the ribs.

He was about to tell me something back but something seemed to have caught his attention because he frowned and then fully smiled and turned the volume of the radio up and started to sing with Marvin Gaye "Listen baby, ain't no moutain high, ain't no valley low, ain't no river wiiiide enough baby..."

And because I loved old song, because I loved this song and because honestly was I ever truly mad at Blake? I sang the girl part with him "If you need me call me, no matter where you are, no matter how far"

And then we kept driving to Josh place, singing along with the song louder and louder like two morons.

When we got to his apartment, I specifically told Blake that I was NOT touching the door, which seemed to amuse him just a little bit.

But as we walked up the stairs to get to the studio I worried for a second "Hmm, Blake? Does Josh know we're going to come over? He could have company or something..."

I wasn't going to mention that walking on someone again wasn't part of my plan tonight but Blake seemed to understand because he held his laugh "Don't worry the only girl that could be here is catholic school Claire and with the little stunt he did to her the other day I think she'll be going for a pilgrimage for a few days... or months."

"Alright..." I was scared to ask why "But what about the girl you think he likes, couldn't SHE be there?"

"No, if there was a chance of us walking on them" Blake smirked at that one and I fought to not have the mental images again "he would have bragged about it earlier or I would have least know about the girl. This is an unrequited kind of thing, I'm pretty sure of it. Or she just wants a green card and he doesn't want to involve too much people in that little scheme."

As he was explaining this, Blake had opened the lock of the metals gate and was opening the big double doors that led to the inside of Josh's studio.

"Honey, I'm home!" Blake screamed using a girly voice and I burst laughing

But aside from my laugh there was no answer.

"Looks like he's not there..." I trailed.

"Maybe he's in his Mad House" Blake answered and walked out of the studio and I followed him a little confused.

"Mad House?"

"Ya where he does all his work, you know usually he's not rebuilding the inside of his apartment, he actually has a working environment other than his walls and the street signs" Blake smirked and after walking into a little corridor we were in front of double doors that looked just like the ones to his apartment, big metal containers kind of things.

When he opened those, I immediately saw there was someone because there was a guy with a welding mask, Josh, in the middle of the place, welding of course.

"Don't look directly at the flame" Blake told me and I rolled my eyes at him. Of course, like I was stupid enough to do that. I might seem and sound dumb these days but I wasn't a complete idiot just yet.

Josh must have heard us come in because he stopped the flame and took his mask off.

"Guys I'm fucking sick of this." he started to say and I frowned looking at Blake, confused for a second but Blake just shook his head at me, the "don't ask question Josh is a freak show" kind of thing.

And obviously Josh went on with his little rant "I'm almost 20 and haven't been able to score a better job than a fucking cook at a local fast food joint. What makes it worse is that I live in a small town so business is pretty limited, and where I work is the only place that'll hire high school graduates. I'd get the hell out of this town if I could actually drive too, but I've failed every damn test I've ever taken. I'm socially awkward, even my only other co-worker fucking hates my guts. I have repressed lust for one of my best friends too; she's athletic, smart, and a gorgeous southern belle. I love her. You know what it's like; I've been friend zoned real hard. She's my only best friend besides this one kid, who I'm pretty sure is only hanging around me because he is mentally challenged. I guess he's the only one that can tolerate me. And what makes this all worse is that I live in a fucking pineapple under the sea!"

I burst laughing like an idiot at the end.

"Spongebob? Really?" I asked, still laughing while Blake was just shaking his head and Josh was grinning like an idiot.

"His life is sad when you see it that way" Josh said

"Totally" I agreed.

"So? What's up? Did you guys come down here to ask me to be the godfather to your child?" Josh grinned, taking off his gloves.

"Please we're not going to let you anywhere near our child" Blake said, smirking.

"Aww too bad I would have spoiled that kid!" Josh grinned even wider.

I rolled my eyes at both of them.

Idiots.

"So what are you working on?" I asked, changing the subject looking at whatever it is he was working on.

It didn't look like anything just yet. It was just piece of metal weld together. Aluminum obviously.

"Don't know yet, maybe a giant dragon that we could fly! Wouldn't that be AWE-SOME!" Josh beamed as he started to walk towards us.

Blake rolled his eyes "Yes of course Josh and once we reach Lalaland maybe the Munchkins can do a little dance for us"

"If you're here to be my own personal party pooper, it's fine, I already have a split personality in my head that does that job" Josh answered him, while walking pass us and out of the room.

Blake smirked and turned, following him, so I followed his lead "No we just came here for the entertainment; Lexi has some disturbing mental images she's trying to get rid of"

I glared at him.

Jerk.

Nice going, bringing that up over and over again.

Little bitch.

"Then she's at the wrong place! You're the founder of Disturbing Mental Images club and I joined it for the free donuts!" Josh grinned

"Well speaking of free donuts I'm starving so anything to offer? Blake told him, patting his stomach for emphasis.

Josh stopped dead in his track and looked back at us, making a little squealing sound, covering his mouth and using a high pitch hysterical voice he said "I'm... a little hurt right now... I feel... used!"

And I couldn't really do anything about it; I started laughing.

"Dude you're such a girl" Blake sighed, holding his forehead with his palm.

"And that's a good enough reason to USE me that way! You should be AASHAAMEE of yourselves!" Josh kept weeping, and I kept laughing.

Two morons together, that's what they were.

"Come on Josh, just make something to eat and we'll make you the godmother" I told him between laughs.

"I want sign papers of that!" Josh immediately answered, grinning, in his normal voice and we all headed into the kitchen.

I had no clue how I had gotten myself into this but I was now sitting in the back of Blake's Escalade beside the big black bag.

There wasn't a sedated whore like Blake had told me a little while back that was in it. Nope. It was paint spray.

"Can she run fast?" Josh asked Blake.

Oh god. What had I gotten myself into again?

"Ya" Blake simply answered, his eyes fixed on the road.

"Enough to keep up with us?"

I could see the little smile forming on Blake's lips through the inside mirror "When she's angry I think she can ALMOST outrun me."

Josh turned his body around to look at me. "Well I hope for your sake that you get pretty pissed off when you have a hungry Rottweiler on your tail"

Okay seriously, what the hell had I gotten myself into?

"Because there's a chance that I'll have hungry Rottweiler running after me?" I asked my eyes bulging.

Both of the boys laughed. But for some reason, I didn't find this quite amusing.

"You have to be prepared for every scenario. Hungry Rottweiler. Pissed off ninety year old lady with a shot gun. Cops with low blood sugar. Kids on speed that think we have Meth to sell them. Terminators out to kill us." Josh rant, grinning like a psychopath.

But my head had stopped on one word "Terminator fan?"

"Hasta la vista yeah! Look!" Josh beamed and then he turned back around, hit the inside light in the car, because yes it was already getting dark, and started to rise the sleeve of his t-shirt and there on his shoulder was a tattoo that scaringly looked like a Terminator endo skeleton.

Like scaringly awesome kind of thing, looking like the flesh was being ripped all around the metal skeleton.

"Oh my god! That's got to be one of the awesomest thing ever!" I gasped.

"Right? One of my artist friends did it for me. Continues on my shoulder blade too." He answered and dropped the sleeve.

"But you know you won't fool a Terminator with that right?" I informed him.

"Ya I'm aware of that!"

"Good thing they aren't running everywhere just yet!" Blake chuckled, and I just knew he was rolling his eyes right now.

Josh was shaking his head in protest "Please! Ever taken a good look at Angelina Jolie? Her facial bone structure just SCREAMS endo-skeleton. Who knows, maybe she IS a cyborg working for Skynet... and I mean the girl is pretty much all pimped up, plastic and silicon and shit... ya that's definitely a new theory of mine, Angelina Jolie is a Terminator."

"I'm with him on that one!" I nodded and Blake looked straight at me through the mirror and stuck his tongue out at me.

"You two shouldn't hang together too much" he then said.

"Please, you're the one being boring." Josh said and then I added, peeking my head between their two seats and looking left at Blake "Actually I think I'm going to start hanging out with Josh." And then I turned my head and looked right at Josh "Can I trade Blake for you?"

Josh grinned "Of course you can. And I mean who wouldn't? I'm so much more fun than Blake!"

"Sorry you can't do that. I have dibbs on you woman!" Blake smirked at me pushing my head back to the back of the car.

I punched him on the shoulder "Oh please!" I answered rolling my eyes even though in a sick way I kinda liked the sound of that.

"Again, sorry but it's just the way things worked. You can't get out of it. I called dibbs on you, you're all mine now" Blake smirked even wider through the mirror.

"Okay, none of this while I'm here please, we're forgetting the main purpose of this!" Josh interrupted.

"Which is?" I asked, falling back deep into my seat.

"Find a muthaeffing huge sign that we could do some nice damage on. Something not too high or hard though since you're a newbie" Josh explained.

"And why have I accepted this again?"

"You haven't, we dragged you" Blake simply said.

"That's what I'll tell the cops with low blood sugar when they arrest us" I answered.

"Won't work with the Rottweiler's though" Josh snorted.

I rolled my eyes at him even though he couldn't see it and it was silent for a few seconds in the car.

"I wouldn't want to be the girl in the middle, or the one at the end. The Asian dude in front as it easy. But ya, definitely not stocked in the middle. And I wouldn't want to go for a walk outside, keep a little dignity ya know?" Josh suddenly blurred.

What the?

"Hmm... what is he talking about?" I asked.

"Human Centipede" Blake sighed. He had that discouraged tone again.

"One hundred percent medically accurate! How effing more creepy can things get! Sewing people up to make them Siamese twins, connecting their digestive system, from the asshole of one through the mouth of the other!" Josh explained and he actually seemed to enjoy this while I was getting creeped out.

That was SO disgusting!

"EWW! Eww eww eww!" I complained, covering my face

"And you ain't even seen it!" Josh beamed.

"You're disgusting" I simply stated.

Josh ignored that "Want another freaky movie to watch?"

That was a movie? What the hell?

"No thanks!"

Of course Josh didn't take my answer into consideration because he went on "Splice! Now THAT'S one hell of a movie! Genetic snitzel. They mix human genes with animals, scorpions is probably in the batch cause the thing as a stinger! Anyway it SORTA looks human, a chick, of course, why am I sure it's a dude's idea? I'll have to google it... point being, it's a couple that made her/it, hot by the way, and the thing grows and it falls in love with the dude the dude BANGS the genetic modified scorpion slash human slash grasshopper, that's corrupting the samples right there, and then his girlfriend walks on them! Typical! But that's not even the worse! The thing changes sex! And then it rapes the girl! Can it get more fucked up? YES! The thing impregnated the girl! Yes you effing heard me! Talk about two scientists being screwed by their experiment Can it get more effing AWE-SOME!" Josh ranted, with way too much enthusiasm.

"Josh you are sick and I am never watching this movie..." I told him, for a moment a little worried for his mental health.

"Well you should, for personally culture and all."

I tried to not shudder in disgust.

What kind of movies did he watch?

"Don't worry Pumpkin" Blake said in a reassuring tone "I won't let the mean man force you to watch Splice. Or Human Centipede. Or Lesbian Vampire Killers."

"Or its sequel Gay Werewolf Killers" Josh added.

Blake snorted "There's not going to be a sequel!"

Josh snorted too "There is!"

"Not. There is not, is what you were supposed to say"

"I'm kicking you out of the car if you keep being such a pansy!"

"I'm driving and it's my car"

"No those aren't suitable reasons..."

"Boys stop arguing. I'm not watching your perverted movies, simple as that" I interrupted them.

"Well you're the one missing out. And don't worry, we'll make you watch them. You'll actually enjoy them!" Josh said and then started to do a mischievous laugh.

Again, what had I gotten myself into?

Weren't we here to choke a confession out of Josh? Where was the choking? I didn't see any choking!

Before I could say something back or slap him on the back of the head Blake hit the brake fast making me almost fall off my seat if it hadn't been for the seatbelt.

"What the hell!" Josh exclaimed.

"Lexi, look at that sign" Blake said, his voice flat pointing to a big sign on our right.

It was a house agent adds.

"Is that..." Blake trailed, his voice low

"Ya..." I answered faintly.

"Wait wait wait! I'm lost here? Who the hell is this guy?" Josh asked.

I took a big breath "That's my mother's boyfriend"

"Well hell! We got ourselves a sign to corrupt!" Josh said happily.

"No. I don't... It wouldn't... There's no point. And I don't care about this anymore. I don't wanna be bitter" I said faintly, not speaking to anyone really.

For a second I wished for this day to end. Seriously how many more wrong things would I see or hear today?

The silence kept filling the car as Blake started to drive again.

"Pathology is a good movie too..." Josh finally trailed and I smiled a little and Blake just sighed in discouragement.