Though it would have normally been in her nature to protest in defense of her breath, Jenny barely even heard Ella speak. Her eyes had gone wide at the boyfriend comment, and she wasn't even trying to hide the wide grin on her face. Practically kicking her blankets off again, she swung back over the edge of the bed, peering at them upside down again.

"You're a boyfriend now, are you?" she asked, rather hopefully. She was leaned over pretty far and the blood was sort of rushing to her head, but it was still impossible to hide the excitement in her expression.

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"Oh! Oh no! I didn't... I wasn't... I hadn't meant it like that..." he panicked. "I mean! Not that I wouldn't want to be... a boyfriend... but not to just anyone... you know... more... particular..." he trailed off and pressed his eyes shut. He was pretty sure he had just shot himself in the foot eight times.

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Ella cringed and swung wildly at Jenny's head with her foot. Ella wasn't even going to pretend to know what Hendrix had just rambled and gave him a half smile of reassurance.

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Just barely pulling her head back enough to avoid a kick, Jenny scowled. "Jeez, sorry for being interested!" she huffed, flipping back up onto the bed and trying to get comfy again. "I'll give you guys your privacy," she mumbled, half-joking. She was already pulling her cell phone from under her pillow to text Sera about what was going on. This was big match-making history.

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Hendrix gave Ella a reassuring squeeze. "Sorry," he whispered into her hair. "You know... I don't mean to embarrass you," he mumbled.

"Sorry Jen," he said giving the bottom of the top bunk a little bump and grinning.

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"You don't... You would never!" Ella wrapped her arms around Hen's neck and pressed their cheeks together. He wasn't the embarrassing one. Grinning, she lifted herself up so she was half hanging off the side of the bed, face to face with Jenny whilst her toes just held on to the bottom mattress.

"You better not be texting Sera!" she yelled, trying to grab Jenny's phone. "Just let me read what you've written" she whined.

"Hen, I apologise for having a horrid sister" she giggled.

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Jenny was just quick enough to get the phone out of the way, Ella's fingers grazing it before the younger twin had it stashed away under the pillow again. "Talking about you, not to you!" she teased, grinning happily at her sister.

When Ella called her horrid, she made a face and reached over to gently flick the other girl's nose. "If you think your sister is horrid, you should meet mine."

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He wanted to kiss her, something inside him told him to kiss her but he didn't. He just sat there like an idiot with his arms wrapped around her.

His face was burning but he just laughed. "Don't tell Ser I was playing cat burglar!"

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"Tell her he climbed through the window like a freaking badass" Ella laughed, itching at her nose where Jenny had swotted her. "You jerk" she grumbled before suddenly pressing her finger to her lips.

It sounded like activity from the other end of the hall. They had probably been making too much noise and disturbed someone. Diving back under her covers, giggling madly, Ella shoved Hendrix into the corner and through the blanket over his head. "Do you think it's mom?" she whispered.

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"I told her you're both down there kissing like you always say we are," she shot back, giggling a bit but quickly silencing herself when Ella pressed the finger to her lips. She listened closely, her eyes going wide for a second before she flopped back on the bed more, pulling her sheets up to her chin.

She felt a lot more seven than seventeen, and it was extremely hard to hold in her giggles now. "Probably," she whispered back, cracking a grin and promptly pulling the blanket over it. "Should we play dead or pretend like we can't get to sleep?" she asked quickly, figuring their seconds to decide were dwindling.

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Hendrix felt his stomach bottom out as he was shoved into the corner and the blanker was thrown over his head. He was practically holding his breath the whole time. "Are my feet covered?" he asked quietly. He was almost sure that they weren't as he cowered down even lower.

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