-Chapter 5

 John softly kicked his legs, spinning around gently in the spinning chair in the girls' room. "Hey, John?" Peggy asked, jumping in his lap. "Yeah?" John replied, stopping spinning. Peggy took ahold of John's hand, examining his nails. "Can I paint your nails? Pretty please?" She looked up with puppy dog eyes. 'fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck' John mentally cursed over, and over again. "Uhh.. sure.." he mumbled. "Yay!!" Peggy cheered, jumping off of John, and running over to get some nail polish she'd gotten from Mrs. Haven, the receptionist lady. 

 Alex glanced at John weirdly. 'Is he.. gay?' He thought. He adverted his gaze to Angelica, whom was discussing her views on ice cream flavors. "Well, I'm my life time, I've only tried a few flavors. My favorites are probably strawberry, or birthday cake." She said, her head resting in her palm. Alex nodded, seeming to think it over. "Umm.. I like the sound of chocolate.." he answered, staring off into space. Alex had had ice cream before, but he'd only tried vanilla. It was at an event for the orphanage last year. They always did something for all of the kids during summer. 

 Peggy walked back over to John, a few different colors in her hands. "These are the only ones she let me have," she said, shrugging. "but I don't mind.." she set them down on the small desk in front of the swivel chair John sat in. He nodded and eyes the colors. A corn yellow, neon purple, charcoal grey, and a pale green. John, with his love for turtles, went for green. "I'll go with green," he said, pacing his hands on the small desk. "Okay!" Peggy chirped, shaking the bottle up. 

 "Why do you have to shake the bottle?" John asked, a quizzical expression plastered on his face. "Well, there's an oil inside the polish that, when left alone for some time, rises to the top of the nail polish. So we have to shake it to mix it back up. Almost like stir-up peanut butter.." she said. "Ohh.." I mumbled as she began to paint my nails. "Now, we'll have to add like, two are three coats depending on how thin this nail polish is," she said quietly, concentrating on painting my nails. "Okay," 

 "I'm just sayin', Alex! You'd be cute together!" Eliza whisper yelled, fangirling. Alex blushed profusely. "Liza! I just met him today!" He playfully pouted. Eliza giggled, along with Angelica, whom didn't seem very excited about the situation, yet kept a smile on her face. "So? You have till February, so get puckering!" She teased. Alex covered his face with his hands, flustered. 

 "All done!" Peggy squealed, gently blowing on John's finished nails. They looked beautiful, and complemented his complexion well. "What do you guys think!?" She asked excitedly, showing off his nails. John blushed embarrassingly, a sheepish grin on his face. Alex looked in awe of his nails, clapping gently. "They look wonderful!" He exclaimed. Eliza smiled "Good job Pegs!" She praised her sister, giving her a thumbs up. Angelica smirked playfully at Alex, before turning to John. "Looks great, John! Now, who's up for a round of truth or dare!?" She clapped, smirking.

 Alex's eyes widened. Truth or dare?! Well then. This will be interesting. 

 John shrugged, and plopped down on the floor of the girls' room, them all huddling into a circle. Eliza went first. "John, truth or dare?" She asked enthusiastically. "Uh.. Dare..?" He said, more of a question. Eliza smirked. "I dare you to.. CODE BLUE!" She exclaimed, earning a gasp from everyone but John, who looked confused. "What?" He asked. "You have to go up to anyone's room, open it, and scream 'TACOS'!" Peggy explained. Angelica laughed. Alex just looked scared. "Oh.." John mumbled as the three girls snickered. 

 "Well, go on!" Eliza said between laughs. "Okay, but if I die. Remember me!" John squeaked, getting up from his place, and over to the door. He ran out, leaving the door open and stopped at a random door. He took a deep breath, hoping the person wouldn't be changing, or something else. Must be dejavu. 

 She quickly turned the knob, yelling "TACOS!". He glanced at the person inside, a boy with short ginger hair, looking as if he'd had a heart attack. He flashed a sheepish smile, and quickly slammed the door shut, running back to the girls' room. He sunk down the door as he closed it. "I will NEVER do that again!" He exclaimed, grasping his chest. The four laughed, John eventually giving in, and laughing along. "Y'all are crazy!" He exclaimed in a charming southern accent that made Alex's heart swoon. His eyes widened a bit, a blush spreading across his cheeks. 

 'Why do you make me feel like this?!' He thought, sighing quietly as the others laughed.