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Chapter 11: Bellyflops

"I have some stuff in mind." Courtney says, crawling out of bed.

"I was gonna go get breakfast, do you want me to wait for you?" I ask, securing my second dutch braid in my hair.

"No it's fine, you go ahead. Thanks for asking though." She replies before stepping into the bathroom.

I nod and leave the room, bumping into Damien. I really wish these hallways were wider. I keep bumping into people every time I leave a room.

"Heyyyy, Y/N." Damien smirks.

"Hi, Damien." I say, trying to avoid eye contact.

"I feel like I just saw you!" Damien says.

"Hmm, nope. I don't think so. I haven't seen you since dinner last night. And then I went to my room. And stayed there." I say, trying to stay blank-faced.

"Right, so it wasn't you laying on top of Shayne last night?" Damien says, clearly knowing it was me.

"You know, I don't think anyone was on top of Shayne last night." I say awkwardly.

"Interesting. Because when I walked in last night, I could've sworn you were cuddled right up to him and he had his arms around you and-"

I cut him off, "Okay. Let's stop playing this game. Now shut up and let's go get breakfast." I say, trying to hide my face because I know I'm blushing. We walk down to breakfast and tale a seat with Mari, Noah, Keith, and Shayne. I sit beside Mari and across from Shayne.

"Did you guys know that Y/N sleepwalks? I found her in the hallway this morning." Noah says smiling.

"Hm, no I didn't know that." Damien replies, also smiling.

I glance at Shayne who's staring at his plate, smiling. Why does everyone keep smiling? I can tell he's trying not to laugh though.

"What's the weirdest place you've woken up, Y/N?" Mari asks. I turn to face her, not prepared to answer the question.

"Oh, um... you know, probably the hallway. I- I normally don't leave the room I'm in." I manage to spit out.

"Cool. Does it happen often?" Keith asks.

"N-no. Last night was the first time I've done it in a while." I smile cautiously.

"So you guys ready for the bellyflop contest today?" Shayne asks, changing the subject. I give him a thankful smile and he smiles back at me.

After breakfast, we're told we have some free time until the bellyflop competition to prepare or doing something else. I don't have much to do so I decide to wash the dishes from breakfast, even though it's not my job.

As I'm washing the dishes Shayne comes up to the kitchen window.

"Hey," He says, "Sorry about last night, I didn't mean for it to end up like that, so, sorry if it made you uncomfortable."

I look at him for a moment, "I wasn't uncomfortable. I would've left if I was uncomfortable. Were you uncomfortable?"

Shayne smiles softly, "No, not at all... Did Damien give you a hard time this morning?"

I laugh, "No. This is Damien we're talking about. He can't give anyone a hard time, he's big brother. He can try to give me a hard time, but he's too nice."

"True... Why are you washing dishes?" He asks as I'm pouring dish soap into a bowl.

"Well, I know that the people who are supposed to do this will be here soon, so I figured I'd do at least some of it now and make their jobs easier, even just for part of a day. Plus I'm bored." I say.