FAITH

"Hey, Faith. Do you know where my blue t-shirt is?"

"Mason!" I gasped, running over to cover him.

I yanked him by his arm and walked him back inside the bathroom.

I could still hear the faint giggle of the two girls as I closed the door.

"What was that?!" I asked, annoyed and embarrassed.

"I couldn't find my blue t-shirt." Mason shrugged.

"How would I know?!"

"Okay, I'll just go search for it." 

"NO!" I yanked on his arm, "You can't go around searching like this around my friends."

"Why not?" He smirked, "Are you jealous?"

"What would I be jealous about?" I rolled my eyes, "I just find it... indecent. Yeah, indecent. Just wear that blacks shirt, god damn it!" I pointed at the black shirt.

"Nah, that needs to get washed. It's sweaty."

"Ew, Mason. Okay. You don't need to get all personal. I'm going to get you a shirt while you wait right here, alright?"

I waited for a nod to leave the bathroom,

"Okay, before this gets weird. We're going downstairs. See you at dinner...so in a few minutes!" said Lyn as Hope made fun of me.

I rolled my eyes and blew them a kiss.

Rummaging through Mason's closet, I looked for the much needed blue shirt.

"Finally!" I exclaimed as my eyes landed on the item.

As I grabbed the shirt, another item fell behind it:

A lacy black bra. 

I clenched my teeth, calming myself down. Why was this here? How long has this been here?

I picked up the bra, as well and walked to the bathroom. 

"Here's your shirt." I tossed the shirt at him. 

"Well, aren't you going to let me change?" 

"Oh yeah, go ahead." 

"Privately?" 

"Oh. Oh! Sorry." I apologized, mentally scolding myself as I tried to open the door. Why won't this thing open? Oh no... Where we locked in?!

"It's locked." I told him.