[right][sub][color=lightgray]Still on the boat...
Mentions of [color=DDA0DD][b]Bailee[/b][/color] & [color=31ba9f][b]Jamie[/b][/color][/color]
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[indent]Late starts are supposed to be when you sleep in, right? Usually, AJ would utilize the shit out of this opportunity to miss school, even if it was simply for a couple of hours. Sleep until there was only ten minutes to get to homeroom and make it with one minute to spare. But nah man. Not this time. For some reason he could not sleep. Was it because he felt guilty about sending Cece a fake? A picture showing that he fucked Bailee when he did not fuck Bailee. The world was cruel and constantly presented challenges that involved girls fucking with him or Jamie, well, existing. 

Such was life for AJ Tyler.

Still in a bedroom on the boat, lying on the floor, shirtless, having taken one pillow away from Bails for his own use, AJ's face stood planted in the cushion, attempting to suffocate himself to sleep. Was it even night anymore? Squinting his eyes closed, his consciousness focused on the rhythm of his breathing. He tossed from one side to the other. Twice around. One more time. Subsequently, this rewarded the floor with a boy rolling on it until he was away from the pillow, closer to the edge of the bed, and doing sit ups. 

[b]One. Two. Three.[/b]
[indent][color=ff9c23][i]On one hand, Cece thinks you got game.[/i][/color][/indent]
[b]Four. Five. Six.[/b]
[indent][color=ff9c23][i]On the other hand, this could blow up in your face. Yeah, sure, just another point in the game, but like... I got a bad feeling about this.[/i][/color][/indent]
[b]Seven. Eight. Nine.[/b]
[indent][color=ff9c23][i]I don't like when I have bad feelings. Bad feelings is like when Jamie dumped your ass. Fuck man, why am I thinking about that?[/i][/color][/indent]
[b]Ten. Eleven. Twelve.[/b]
[indent][color=ff9c23][i]Because you still love him, you stupid fucker. Another one.[/i][/color][/indent]
[b]Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifth...[/b] 
[indent][color=ff9c23][i]Do you, though? Or do you just miss the idea of being with him?[/i][/color] [/indent]
AJ stopped in mid sit up when he asked himself those questions, completely dumbfounded at how to answer. Why did his mind always take a detour to the same dead end? First, he was thinking about how terrible he's been towards a childhood friend whose got a stick so far up her ass — it drives him insane. That somehow led to him contemplating the cobwebs that he's entangled in which are woven by Miss Cecily H-L. That devious bitch. But time and time again, he always ends up at the same dead end. Thinking about his ex. 

[color=ff9c23][i]Fucking Jamie.[/i][/color]
 
As if this night or morning, whatever fucking time it was, wasn't forgiving enough, AJ's phone began to vibrate, the light blaring and the sound of it moving on the nightstand being unnecessarily loud. Hurriedly, AJ flew up and swiped his phone off the stand, silencing it. Glancing over to the bed, he surveyed Bailee. Her breathing was subtle and there was no visible rustling, which hopefully meant she was still sleeping. Deeply sighing in relief, he peered down to the blinding light that was his phone. First he noticed the time. Ah, it was 8am. Second, he noticed who was calling. He grumbled to himself, [sup][color=ff9c23][b]"What does she want?"[/b][/color][/sup]

Shuffling outside, he unlocked the door and then propped it open. The chill of the morning slipped into the bedroom. After mentally prepping himself, he flipped his phone open, placed it on his ear, and walked down the hall, [color=ff9c23][b]"You [i]must[/i] miss me because this is the most we've talked in days."[/b][/color]

[color=da3287][b]"Why wouldn't I? You're one of my best friends, sugar."[/b][/color] 

[color=ff9c23][b]"Ew, don't call me that. You know I hate that."[/b][/color] Sluggishly, AJ made his way to the end of the boat where he could see the shoreline, the city, and the morning light. She wanted something. Cece never called him without getting something out of it. [color=ff9c23][b]"I did what you said. What more do you want?"[/b][/color] 

[color=da3287][b]"Oh baby, such a bark. You need breakfast and then after breakfast you need second breakfast!"[/b][/color] 

[color=ff9c23][b]"Cut the shit."[/b][/color] He did not get enough sleep for this bull. What did she want? SAY YOUR PEACE, WOMAN. 

[color=da3287][b]"First thank me and then I'll tell you what I've done."[/b][/color] Oh no, she's done something. What did she do? [color=ff9c23][i]Is this going to ruin your life? It's probably going to ruin your life.[/i][/color] [color=da3287][b]"You better not be thinking this is going to ruin you, it's not."[/b][/color] 

[color=ff9c23][b]"Okay... I guess... thank you for...?"[/b][/color] 

[color=da3287][b]"Setting you up with my cousin!"[/b][/color] AJ's reaction was almost instantaneously. 

[color=ff9c23][b]"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? IS THIS A SICK JOKE?! For real, stop playing."[/b][/color] 

[color=da3287][b]"Oh stop being a damn child. You're looking at this completely wrong. You see, my dear, dear AJ. I know you. I know you better than nearly anyone in your life, maybe besides Scott, your gay lover. [i]Anyways[/i], what I did for you was a favor. Because I [i]know[/i] you want Jamie back. Correct?"[/b][/color]

[color=ff9c23][b]"And how does me—"[/b][/color]

[color=da3287][b]"Correct."[/b][/color] This bitch was cutting him off. [color=da3287][b]"So, I simply told Auntie that you and BB were a thing. Do you know what that does for you?"[/b][/color] Why was she his friend again? AJ was seriously questioning his life right now. 

[color=ff9c23][b]"Get me trapped?"[/b][/color]

[color=da3287][b]"No, stupid. It makes you [i]desirable[/i]. You're no longer on the market, sweet cheeks. And neither is Jamie—"[/b][/color]

[color=ff9c23][b]"WHAT?!"[/b][/color]

[color=da3287][b]"Jesus, just look at your snaps. ANYWAYS, like I was saying, you're no longer 'sleeping around' which means Jamie won't be use to you not following him like a puppy. What makes this even more realistic is you and Bailee grew up with each other, so it's only natural romance could stem from that. I [i]doubt[/i] Jamie is over you. If he was, he wouldn't have tongued you back in the hallway, so take this as a gift. Bailee will probably be hearing from her mother sooner or later. Tell her to call me when she gets the chance."[/b][/color] 

[color=ff9c23][b]"Wait... isn't this wrong?"[/b][/color]

[color=da3287][b]"Only if you think it is."[/b][/color] [i]Click.[/i]

Dumbfounded. AJ was completely shocked at this new turn of events. Cece was no longer playing a childish game of who can have the longest fuck list. No, she was meddling in his love life and he kind of... liked it? Was that wrong? His left hand, which held his phone, dropped to the side, as he stared into space for a good minute or two, before deciding it was time to wake up his friend... girlfriend... friend.... girl.[/indent]