Chapter Twelve

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Blaize's pov...

I watched as Dylan left.

Chance: I feel light-headed as well...

Lainie: Well, you DID loose a lot of blood... and, we ARE speaking of YOU...

Chance: SHUT UP BLAIZE I'M TRYING TO REST! AND QUIT WHISPERING! GOSH!

Lainie: YOU'RE THE ONE YELLING YOU MORON! AND I'M LAINIE!

Chance: OH... HI BABE!

Lainie: Crap... he called me 'babe'... what's next?

Blaize: Sexy?

Lainie: (whispers) Be quiet... and don't give 'em any ideas...

Blaize: Ok... Sexy...

Lainie: Ok... wait. Shut up, Blaize.

Chance: You're slow... sexy.

Lainie: >:(

I laughed.

I was about to make another smart remark, but I heard it.

BANG!

Blaize: OH CRAP!

Lainie: DYLAN!

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