I throw a ball, and the dogs run after it, barking at one another.

I sit on the pavement and look out at the lake.

Adam is sitting on the porch as well, but on a chair, and Alesa is inside taking care of Mason.

Adam's phone goes off and I look over my shoulder as he looks down at his phone and answers it.

"Hey," he says.

His eyes widen, which makes my heart rate pick up.

"That wouldn't be a good idea- Alesa's sick, and I really don't want any of you to get sick as well. I'll see you tomorrow though."

More silence. Except for the occasional jet ski in the water.

"Alright man. Have a good one- bye."

I give Adam a questioning look when he puts his phone down and his eyes meet mine.

"It was just Red. He wanted to bring Barney and Nick over." Adam says and shrugs.

I sigh softly and smile a bit then nod.

Making me wait longer to meet them is going to build up tension. And Adam finding excuses.. Well, that'll just make them more and more suspicious.

I point up at my bedroom window and raise my eyebrows a bit.

"Go ahead," Adam gives me permission to go back upstairs and I smile then get up and go inside then trot up the stairs.

I turn on my phone and decide to make an Instagram account.

I try multiple names until I find one that isn't taken.

tee_jay99

I take a quick selfie, and deciding I look decent enough, I use it as my profile picture.

I immediately follow Alesa, Corey, Nick, Adam, Max, Ross, Red, and basically everyone who works at the offices, or who used to work at the offices.

I look over Red's profile and feel a bit jealous when I see a few flirtatious comments on some of his posts.

But why should I feel jealous? It's not like him and I are dating.

Besides. Red is way outta my league. So I may as well just get over him.

I turn on my Instagram notifications and close out of the Instagram app.

I quickly get a couple of notifications.

Random people following me- a few of them being spam accounts, which I just block, and Adam and Alesa have followed me.

I sigh and get up then grab some pajamas- which consists of a black tank top, a sweater and grey sweats, then grab a towel and walk to the bathroom.

I start the shower and place my hand under the water, adjusting it until it warms up and then I strip and step into the warm stream of water.

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I walk out of the bathroom with my old clothes in my hand and walk down the stairs then to the laundry room.

I look at my reflection in the mirror and move my still damp hair to one side then sigh and walk back out.

I walk to the kitchen and open the refrigerator then look around.

"You hungry?" I hear Alesa ask as she enters the kitchen.

I nod a bit and crouch slightly so I can try to find something to eat.

"You really like your sweaters- don't you?" She asks.

I look at myself and nod a bit before looking back into the refrigerator.

"You see anything you'd like to eat?" She asks as she approaches me.

I nod and point at the lettuce leaves inside of a plastic bag.

"Salad? Alright. Go ahead and take out whatever you'd like to put on it." She says as she pulls the leaves out and places them on the counter.

I pull out a tomato, along with a half of a cucumber, shredded cheese and honey mustard.

I go to wash off my hands, then grab a knife and begin cutting the tomato and cucumber up as Alesa grabs a bowl and turns around then pauses when she sees what I'm doing.

I slowly stop mid slice and stare at her.

"Do you know how to cook?" She asks as she continues and places the bowl on the countertop and begins pulling off leaves, tearing them in half twice then placing them in the bowl.

I shrug a bit and tilt my hand from side to side as if to say kinda.

She nods a bit. "Cool. Maybe someday you could help me cut up some vegetables? You seem to be really good- and fast at it."

I nod a bit and add the cut up tomatoes in it and then bite into a slice of the cucumber as I begin to cut off more pieces.

I use my tongue to pull the rest of the cucumber into my mouth so I can hold the whole vegetable in my hand while I cut it up on the red plastic cutting board.. Thing.

I add the cucumber slices and then pour some honey mustard into the bowl, use a fork to stir it around and eye the blender.

"Do you wanna make a smoothie?" Alesa asks.

I nod a bit and go to the refrigerator then pull out a few ingredients- which would make more of a breakfast smoothie, but still.

I cut the stems off of some strawberries, then cut the strawberries in half, put some blueberries in, then a half of a banana- which I eat the other half of, and pour in a little bit of milk before I close the lid to the blender, turn it on, and watch as all the ingredients are chopped up by the blade and then mixed together.

"How long have you been cooking? Or preparing meals?" Alesa asks while she stands beside me.

I shrug and count up to around six years.

"Six- years?" She asks while raising her eyebrows a little bit.

I nod and turn the blender off, grab a glass.

I hand her the glass and raise my eyebrows.

"You want me to try some?" She asks, pointing at her chest.

I nod and smile.

She smiles a bit. "Thank you." She says and takes the glass, takes the blender lid off, then picks up the container and pours some into her glass.

I take it and then pour some into my glass, take a sip, and smile a bit as the mixture hits my tastebuds.

"This is actually really good- did you make this recipe up?" She asks.

I nod a bit and smile.

I'm going to have to teach her the proportions if she ever wants to make these, because if she ever wants to make a smoothie of her own She's going to need to know how much or how little ingredients to put in.

I hear Mason start crying from inside his nursery, and I look over at the doorway to the kitchen, a bit shocked.

Alesa quickly puts her glass down then leaves the kitchen before going upstairs to take care of the baby.

I sigh and smile a bit then look down at the smoothie in my hands.

I hear the doorbell ring, and I swear, for half a second, my heart stops.

Adam comes inside and when he walks by the kitchen, he looks at me and presses a finger to his lips.

I listen to Adam as he opens the door.

"Ross- hey," Adam says, a smile evident on his face.

I look out the window, and look at the pink, orange and purple sky.

"Hey- I forgot my xBox controller here last week. Can I go grab it really fast?"

"Sure man, make it quick. Alesa's sleeping and she's kinda sick."

Still playing that card, hmm?

I feel every muscle in my body tense up as the footsteps draw closer to the doorway.

I stare at it, my eyes wide.

Adam blocks Ross' view from in the kitchen as they walk towards the living room.

Adam glances into the kitchen, in my direction and motions for me to go upstairs.

I grab my salad bowl and silently run up the stairs then sigh as I reach the protection of my room and place the smoothie and salad onto my desk, my heart racing.

If Ross had looked to his left, over Adam's shoulder, my cover- along with his would have been blown.

I bring my laptop to my desk and turn it on then mess around a little bit, my fingers flying across the keyboard, lightly pressing on the keys as they type multiple names on YouTube, eventually typing the name RedVacktor.

I click on one of his videos without thinking and sit back in my seat, watching the goofy red haired 21 year old man mess with virtual reality in the middle of the office.

How did I get so lucky to be adopted by my favorite YouTuber, who happens to be best friends with my.. Crush if you would even call him that.

I dunno. A lot of girls call him their crush so.. I could fit into a "having a crush on him" type of category. Right?