Sometimes, I Think We're Better Off Out Of Here

Austin's P.O.V
I woke up to the sound of a giggling ginger. I yawned, sitting up. I wrapped my arms around the boy in front of me. He yelped before turning to face me. He smiled at me before turning back around. I rested my head on his shoulder, taking in the sight in front of me with wide eyes. Kellin was laying on his back with a half naked Vic stepping on his chest. "¡Eres un pervertido! A morir!" Vic yelled in his mother tongue.

The sound of skin connecting against skin sounded through out the room to my surprise. I watched, stunned, as Kellin cupped his cheek gingerly as a red face Vic tugged on some pajama pants and stormed out of the room. "Kellin dude! What the hell did you do?" Zyan hissed at the boy. Kellin looked up at him slowly.

Before anyone could say anything, a furious Mike grabbed Kellin by the collar. "I. Could. Murder. You." He seethed, his bubbly persona from yesterday disappearing. Kellin put his hands up in surrender as Mike lifted him from the floor and suspended him in the air. "Next time you think it's funny to watch someone in their sleep and move their blanket because you think they're naked, I'll end you." Mike threw Kellin to the floor roughly before he walked out of the room, probably in search of Vic.

Silently, I pulled away from Alan, who jumped at the sudden action. "Austie?" I ignored him and slide off the bed. I walked up to Kellin, eyes following me. I croutch down beside him. "Austin?" Kellin asked surprised. Figures. I'm usually the quiet one here and don't walk up to someone who is Alan. Don't talk to anyone besides Alan. I've heard some of the others talking how they thought I was a mute.
Swiftly, my arm snapped forward, my hand hitting Kellin in the face. Kellin jutted to his feet. "Austin!" He yelled at me. Alan ran up to me, anger in his eyes. "Austin! What's wrong with you?!" I ignored him once more. "Kellin, when you like someone, you chase after them. You explain what had happened if it wasn't as it seems. You don't sit there like a pussy as they scream at you to die in spanish. You truly are an idiot." I spoke calmly, standing up afterwards.

"Austin!" Alan scowled. Kellin just stared at me like I had two heads. "I'm going back to bed. It's to early for this shit." I said, climbing back into my bunk. "Austin Robert Carlile! We are going to talk about this in the morning!" Alan yelled. I merely patted the mattress before rolling over and falling back to sleep

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