Alice's POV

After threatening Luke creatively at least fifteen times, Reyna grabbed my arm, taking me upstairs. She obviously wanted to hear all the details of how Luke and I ended up kissing, and how I got asked to be his girlfriend and to go on a date with him.

To be completely honest, I didn't really mind. I wanted to scream out of joy, dance like a maniac and tell the entire world that I was officially Luke's girlfriend. My best friend, the person who had always been there for me through thick and thin, was mine, and I was his. I truly couldn't believe it.

I let Reyna pull me upstairs, her braid swinging against her back as she started to run. As soon as we got to my room, she pushed me on my bed, grabbed a pack of skittles from my not-so-secret candy stash in my desks drawer, and jumped on my bed, looking at me expectantly.

Quickly opening the pack, and popping a few skittles in her mouth, she said, "Well? Are you gonna spit it out or not?"

My eyes lit up, and I quickly sat up straighter, moving closer towards her.

"Okay! So, we were going to the beach, and I asked him to come with me in the water. He held his arms up, and asked me to take his shirt off. He knew exactly what he was doing, and started smirking like a five year old after stealing some candy, whereas I was blushing so hard, I thought I would explode.", I blurted out.

"Damn.", she said, nibbling on her skittles, adjusting herself so that she was in a criss-cross-apple-sauce position on my bed. "He's ripped. You must've been enjoying yourself."

"I was too busy trying to not combust. Anyway, I took his shirt off in a hurry, and rushed towards the beach. We sat there on the sand together, and suddenly, he started describing the kind of girls he liked to me.", I continued.

Reyna choked on her skittles, and I had to pat her back to help her calm down.

After her coughing fit was over, she stared at me, her eyes wide, and said, "He what? Seriously?"

I nodded, saying, "And the last thing he said was, "Girls who don't know how bad their best friend wants to kiss them." I felt like my mind had stopped working. And suddenly, we were kissing."

She almost choked on her skittles again, and I could see her eyes widening. She shuffled closer to me, grabbed my shoulders, and literally started screaming, shaking me back and forth. I barely had time to slap my hand over her mouth before the two of us tumbling off the bed, landing on the floor in a heap. For a second, I just stayed there, fuming. And when Reyna slowly peeked at me through her hands that were planted on my face in order to support herself, I lost it.

Oh, she was so dead!

She screamed like a banshee who had stepped on a piece of lego or something, and ran out of the room, faster than fast. She was definitely a super athletic person, on ground I mean. I was the better surfer. But, at that moment, I had a disadvantage. Before I could get up and catch up to her, she had already dashed out of the room, and probably hidden somewhere.

Quietly, I walked out of the room. First rule of hide and go seek; Never, ever let your opponent know where you are. No matter what. I had no idea why some idiots out there found it funny to say "Come out, come out, wherever you are!", because in my opinion, it made no sense whatsoever. It was the equivalent of saying "Hello" in a horror movie. What do those stupid people think will happen?! It's not like the murderer is gonna tell you he's in the kitchen and invite you in for a Nutella sandwich!

Anyway, I quietly and stealthily made my way downstairs, making sure to not step on any wooden surfaces that were likely to creak. My first hunch was that she was hiding in the washing machine again. Yes, I had once found her hiding in a washing machine, close to suffocating because she was barely fitting in it. Noah and I had to haul her out. As I quickly opened the door of the machine, I found nothing inside, and my excitement subsided.

However, I was not going to give up! This was just the beginning. I continued to look through any of the places where she could be hiding, but didn't find her anywhere. I was starting to get a little worried. What if she had stuffed herself in a minuscule closet and died of suffocation? Or hidden herself in the pantry and drowned in tomato sauce? Okay, I was being a little dramatic.

After searching through almost the entire house, I appeared in front of the guest room. I could hear some shuffling noises inside. I smiled wickedly, knowing that she had been caught. But when I opened the door cautiously, and peeked inside, I found Luke inside instead. He was on the phone, talking to someone. I didn't know if it was just me but he seemed kind of worried. He was running his hands through his hair and walking back and forth.

I smirked, quietly walking up behind him. I was craving his hilarious reaction, and I wanted to scare the sh*t out of him. However, my plans were ruined. Why?

Because he suddenly shouted, "No! I cannot have a disorder!"

I froze, completely and utterly shell shocked.

ANNNDDDD, I'M LEAVING YOU PEOPLE AT THAT! XD Call me evil, I know I am! But the cliffhangers are not ever going away, babe! I hope you enjoyed the chappie! I'm so sorry for not updating in so long! I was just super busy! XD Until next time! I love you guys! Peace out!