"So what were you guys working on," Josh trailed while he walked around Blake's second floor, picking up the books lying around and placing them back in the library.

"Chemistry," I answered and went to sit back on the computer to save what I had written.

"Of course you were," Josh grinned.

"Please, that one was way too easyé I think even Blake wouldn't have made it," I snorted.

"Aw, did you hear that, Blake? She almost praised you. Maybe I should write that down in a book with the date and all," Josh laughed.

"Alright, enough Josh. Get out. Oh, and stop moving my books around. You're effing up all my order," Blake warned him.

"Order? That's not called order, that's called a freaking tornado. It's almost blasphemy the way you treat those poor things," Josh said disapprovingly a pile of books in his hands. "Oh and how come I have to get out and she can stay? I've known you longer. I have priority."

"Yeah, but she almost praised me while you're being an asshole," Blake said mischievously.

"Hey, I did not praise Blakey-boy. Get that through your head, boys," I interrupted them.

What I had said wasn't really supposed to be a compliment.

"Rejected," Josh laughed.

"Please, she can't resist me. Just look at the way she drools when she looks at me," Blake answered him, smirking like an idiot.

"Please you sad boy, she's drooling over me. You're too much of a wuss. You love-précoce," Josh said, grinning.

Okay, I didn't think I liked hanging around those two.

For one thing they are way too much alike. And I really couldn't keep up with them.

It was just like having two Blakes in front of me.

Two really hot Blakes.

Though the more I looked, the more I decided that Blake was the sexiest one. It was those deep grey eyes, and that smirk of his, those nice sexy hands and that hot muscular back covered with that nice white shirts, with Stop staring at my man boobs written on it, even though he was far far from having man boobs, he had a perfect man chest actually...

Alright Lexi, stop it, just stop!

"Drop it. We're so not making that into a word," Blake answered Josh, scowling.

Alright, I was really lost right now.

"Oh yes we are, David Axelrod," Josh said with a wide grin.

"Josh, I'm warning you one last time, shut the fuck up."

"Oh I'm not, I'm just enjoying myself right now. The name suits you!" Josh happily said to Blake and then looked at me, "Oh and Jade you gotta give me your trick to make that bastard smile now and then. I'm tired of having to drag a sulking wuss all the time."

"My name's Lexi, remember?"

Rude much?

"Oh I know. Jade just suits you better in this situation."

"You know, you're like way confusing dude," I told him

"You really don't know that one? Well, I feel kinda bad for knowing it and not you. I'll explain to you why Jade—" Josh started to say but Blake cut him off.

"Josh, if you don't shut up right now, I'm going to drive over your studio and scratch the plaster off your mural with my freaking nails and then I'll let Miss Puss pee all over the place," Blake threatened.

"Miss Puss?" I asked, confused.

Yes, confused was really the perfect word to describe how I was right now.

"Yeah, Josh here, Mister Cleaning Freak has a cat he named Miss Puss. How lame," Blake laughed.

"You're just jealous because you like my cat. My cat rocks," Josh replied, unaffected.

"And leaves its hair everywhere," Blake smirked.

"You have to make compromises in a relationship Blake. Something you'll need to learn one day."

"You know what guys? I think that lab report can wait, and I don't think we're going to work on it more tonight, so I'm out of here," I said to both of them, even though they seemed pretty engrossed in their argument, so maybe they weren't even listening and I picked up my bag, heading for the stairs.

"Hey, where do you think you're going Pumpkin? You're staying right here," Blake automatically said, stopping his other conversation.

"To listen to you guys bicker like an old couple?" I smirked a little.

"No, no, you're staying for dinner. You have to make up for the other night," Blake informed me.

"No I'm not. Last time it was just supposed to be your mom, you and me. I never agreed for a dinner with Mister Puss," I snorted.

"Ouch, in your face Josh," Blake smirked, and then turned around, towards me, raising his hand. "High five!"

I shrugged and then slapped his hand, thinking it wouldn't do any wrong, but then Blake's hand closed around mine and he tugged me towards him. "You're staying for dinner, whether it's on your own free will or because I tie you up to the chair," he said, his eyes shinning evilly, his voice low.

I swallowed loudly.

For one second my mind had gone through numerous possibilities to explain why he was tugging me towards him, all well let's just say I wanted to punch myself.

Seriously, I really had to snap out of this. Fine, he was hot. We all knew about it. Now could I just not think about it anymore? I actually wanted to be his friend, and anything else wouldn't help that relationship.

"If I were you, Cucurbitacée, I would listen to him, he means business," Josh smirked.

"Cucur-what?" I frowned as confused as I could be.

There really was no reason to try to understand them. It was like trying to understand a conversation between me and Vanessa or with Daphnee or Alex. At any moment we could just look at each other's face and burst laughing, or just say one word and know what the other talked about immediately. It was something close friends had, this ability to make people around them feel like outsiders.

"Cucurbitacée, you know, like cucurbitaceae, the family of plants, the pumpkin being one of them," Josh explained.

"Wow, look at you Joshey-Moshey, trying to sound all smart," Blake laughed, turning to look at him, but he was still holding my hand.

And strangely, I didn't want him to let it go just yet.

"Well at least I can put out the fire unlike you David," Josh grinned, and that's when Blake let go of my hand and tackled Josh to the ground.

"Shit Blake, the books," Josh whined and then I started laughing, while Blake punched Josh in the ribs.

"When I'll be done beating you up, even Miss Puss won't recognize you," Blake threatened.

"Children! Break it off now," I laughed and then walked towards them, grabbing Blake by the arms, trying to get him up.

"Let the men deal with their problems Pumpkin," Blake said, but then laughed.

"You're a dick Blake," Josh said, shaking his head, but he was chuckling a little.

By then little figure appearing in the room interrupted the argument. "Dinner ready," Anita said happily with her strong Spanish accent. "What did Mister Josh did again?" she asked smirking a little.

Why did everyone here smirk?

"Please, it's all Blake's fault here, Mister I overreact all the freaking time," Josh complained, while getting back on his feet.

"Oh dude you were so looking for it," Blake said, shaking his head.

"Food get cold if you keep bickering like chickens," Anita warned and then left the room.

Blake chuckled but then grabbed me around the shoulders and dragged me towards the stairs.

"Now don't you think I'm going to let you get away, you're staying," he said, his voice mischievous.

"Does that mean you're going to tie me up to the chair?" I snorted, but smiled a little.

I didn't know why, but it was nice to think that Blake actually wanted me to stay here, to stay for dinner, to stay with his family.

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