After my shower, I wrapped my chest in a new ace wrap before putting on my uniform. My hair was still damp as I walked back into the locker room. True to his word, Leo was sitting on a bench near the door to the shower room. I threw my dirty clothes in a plastic bag before putting it in my bag. Leo stood before ruffling my hair.
"Ready?" He asked. I nodded before we walked back to the dorms. I set my things down in the room before taking my basket of dirty clothes in my hands.
"I'm going to do laundry. Do you want me to take yours?" I asked. He shook his head before going to the couch with a book.
"I'll handle my own laundry later," he said. I took my basket down to the laundry room. After starting the load, I went to the lounge.
"Sky. I'm surprised to see you alone," Easton joked. I sighed.
"I'm waiting on laundry. Leo's relaxing right now," I explained.
"Seems the chains are longer than I thought," Easton muttered as he sat with me.
"He's honestly a good guy once you get to know him. Why does everyone assume the worst of him?" I asked tiredly.
"Because he's made it clear that he wants to be alone. If I didn't know any better, I would think you have a crush on him," Easton joked. I didn't laugh as I blushed. Easton stopped laughing as he watched me. I really was a terrible liar.
"You really do like him," he noticed.
"What's not to like? He's a good friend," I shrugged, embarrassed as I tried to cover up my mistake. Easton smirked as he looked me over and leaned back in his chair. Too late. I couldn't cover it up.
"I didn't know you swung that way. I mean... but it kind of makes sense. You look just like a girl," he said. I sighed before I stood.
"I'm going to check on my laundry," I muttered before I tried to hurry off.
"I'll go with you," Easton said. In the laundry room, I switched my my clothes over to the dryer before sitting on the bench.
"Does Leo like you too?" Easton continued his line of questioning. I shrugged.
"I don't think he goes for guys," I said honestly before looking at my lap.
"You like guys, so what? It's nothing to be ashamed about. And you're cute enough to get away with it," Easton said, misinterpreting me. I scoffed as I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not ashamed of it. Why would I be?" I corrected him. He pushed the side of my head playfully as he smiled.
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