Stuck In The Middle With You

I decided to get a little creative.

I wanted to turn over so bad. I just wanted to see if he was there, waiting for me to look. I knew he was. I could feel him waiting. That's what Tyler does. When he finds out something about you, he doesn't rub it in with words. He makes you torture yourself with it. Like now, I know that if I roll over and look out that window, he will know. He won't do anything, he'll just sit there like he usually does, but he will know, and he will know I know he knows.

Maybe I can do the same thing to him. He deserves someone giving him a taste of his medicine. If I could get back at him for everything he does, that would be awesome. Unfortunately, I can't do it all right now. So I'll just start here.

I pushed the covers of me, being very careful not to look out the window. I decided to get a little creative, and went to pop popcorn. Yes I know it's a stupid thing to do at midnight, but it will add to the effect.

Once the popcorn was popped, I grabbed a bowl and went to the window. I turned my chair around facing it, and propped my feet up on my desk.

He was laying there on his bed, like always. I could tell he knew I was here. I could see a tiny smirk forming on his face. The question was would he look over here? Would he be willing to prove that he does take a peek from time to time?

After 15 minutes passed, I was just about to give up, when he finally moved. He grabbed his cell phone and I'm guessing sent a text. 30 seconds later my phone vibrated. I wonder who he sent it to? I looked at my phone and was confused at who the message was from. Bently?

From: Bently
"Do you want a show or something?"

What was he talking about? I'm looking at Tyler, and Bently is asking me if I want a show from hi- Oh. My. God. No no no no. I looked up again, closer this time. Bently and Tyler looked exactly alike, the only difference was their hair color. Then again, Tyler always took a shower before bed because his hair is always wet (yes I know that's stalkerish), so it looks black.

He looked over at me and waved. That smile, that smile is not Tyler's. Damn it! I've been looking at Bently this whole time!

I texted him back.

"Please don't tell Tyler about this."

I'm going to kill that jerk. I can't believe he tricked me. He knew I would be trying to figure out if he was watching me, and switched rooms with Bently for the night. He's too freaking good, and I hate him for it! My phone vibrated.

From: Bently
"Well I'm getting paid to do this so..."

UGGGGHHHHH! Oh Bently, don't do this. I'll never live it down.

"Bently I will do anything. Please tell Tyler I fell asleep. I don't do this normally, I just wanted to beat him at his own game."

I'm seriously thinking of ways to kill Tyler. That's really not good. I'm pretty sure it can get me stuck in a insane asylum.

From: Bently
"Fine I won't tell him, but you have to give me something in return."

Oh crap.

"What?" I texted.

I watched him closely.

From: Bently
"Go on a date with me."

My heart stopped. Bently wants to go on date? With me? No. No way.

"Did Sarah and/or Josh tell you to ask me that?"

Why would Bently want to go out with me? Not that I'm complaining, but it's just weird. He's never really hinted at liking me like that before.

From:Bently
"Haha no. I've been trying to work up to doing this for a while now. So are you saying yes or no?"

Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! He actually wants to go out! If I wasn't sitting in front of the window right now, I would so be dancing around like a 12 year old girl.

"I'm saying yes. :)"

I watched him pick up his phone and smile as he read it. It wasn't a 'yes I got her where I want her smile', it was a true smile. He was happy I said yes. This would be a high five moment if someone else were here.

From: Bently
"Cool. I'll be over tomorrow at seven ;). Night Ebony."

I waved at him and went to lay back down. I was so tired. I didn't realize I had been sitting there for almost an hour and a half. It's been worth it though. I got to stare at Bently for a long time, even if I didn't know it was him, I know that Bently won't tell Tyler I was being a creeper, and I got a freaking date with Bently! A DATE WITH BENTLY! I grabbed the pillow next to me and screamed in to it. I don't care if he could see me or not. My dreams are coming true.

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A/N: I kind of like this chapter and kind of don't. I think it's too short. Oh well, vote and comment! :)