"Where are we going?" laughed a blindfolded Cody. I had my hands on his shoulders to guide him through the cheaply carpeted hallways. I took a few detours, just to confuse him, so he wouldn't be able to guess where we were going.

"Right, my intention was to blindfold you, and then tell you what's going on"

He chuckled.

"Right, sorry. I'll keep my mouth shut"

I led him around the pool deck and into the infirmary, and then back to the dorm hall, stopping right outside my room.

I tried to unlock it as quietly as possible, just for to milk the surprise aspect as long as possible. I led him into the room and sat him down on a wooden chair sitting in the middle of the room. In front of it was a table and a chair on the other side.

"You can take the blindfold off now"

I sat down in the chair across from him, and watched as his blue eyes beheld the empty, wooden table in front of him.

"Are we in your room?" He asked, looking around. I nodded.

"Hold on, let me get the actual date part"

I stood up and walked into the bedroom to grab a little basket that had tissue paper covering it's contents.

I brought it back out and set the basket on the table. Cody's eyes lit with curiosity.

"Open it" I requested, taking my seat again. He pulled out the tissue paper to reveal several boxes of candy.

"Candy!" he gasped, pulling the boxes out on the table.

"Yep. We're going to have a movie/candy date"

"Sweet! Then what's with the table?" he asked, still focused on the sweets.

"Mostly just to confuse you" I replied smirking.

I stood up and dragged my chair into the hall where it'd be out of the way. Once I had gotten Cody to get up and sit on the couch, I threw the other chair and table into the hall. If everything's going according to plan, Trent and Tyler will come take them back downstairs.

I sat on the couch next to Cody, comfortably not still close. Not like he was paying attention to exactly how close I sat next to him, even if he's wasn't making saucer eyes at his already open box of candy.

I reached across to the table to grab the remote and flicked on the TV. I had planned the day perfectly so that we'd be able to watch the movie from the beginning. I don't know if he'd even seen Empire Records, but it was the only movie worth watching today, so that was that.

To be fair, we didn't spend much time actually watching the movie. And before you ask, no it was not because we were making out. We were just conversing and eating abundances of slightly stale candies.

During that time, we talked a lot about ourselves and our lives (or lack thereof) outside Total Drama Island.

I learned that he is an only child, and both his parents are attorneys at a high-end law firm. His parents don't make a lot of time for the little guy, so he's often home alone. He spends most his time practicing the piano or the keyboard and doesn't hang out with friends outside of school. His only two friends are both major dorks and are better friends with each other than with him.

When he asked about me, I avoided getting too deep into the story of my pretentious life, but I did tell him the shallow stuff.

"Woah, so if your parents are from India does that mean you speak Indian?"

I rolled my eyes and smirked.

"You mean Hindi, and only a little"

Cody found it more impressive than it actually was, even though it isn't really something worth celebrating.

What little I did tell him about myself, he listened enthusiastically and asked questions in which I answered vaguely and without detail.

After our conversations ended with the awkward pause of running of things to talk about, we sat back to watch the last ten minutes of the movie. During our conversation, we had moved closer together, so I took the small, yet nerve-wracking step to grab at his hand. It was an awkward reach that ended with me grabbing his thumb only, but I adjusted it to make our fingers lace together.

It was nice. My long fingers fit perfectly with his small bony ones. It feels as satisfactory as when you put the last piece of a puzzle in place. I don't know if he felt the same thing, but it probably wasn't a bad feeling for him, since he smiled and locked eyes with me.

I know, it's way too early in the relationship to be kissing, so I stopped myself before I leaned in. I couldn't tell if he wanted me to kiss him or not, as this was one of the few times I couldn't read him like a well-written classic novel. I guess I can't get too cocky, because I honestly didn't think he'd be willing to go out with me in the first place.

"I'm really glad I agreed to this Noah" he grinned, probably intending to sound smooth but his voice cracked and his toothy grin looked more childish than seductive.

"Me too" I replied, reflecting his smile (of course in a more Noah-ish way).

There was a slightly awkward pause, filled with him and I just locking eyes. The silence was broken with a random change of subject, courtesy of Cody.

"So, who do you think is gonna win?" he asked quietly.

"Heather," I replied bitterly, "she seems to know what she's doing"

Cody shrugged and sparked his feet against the couch tenderly.

"I was pretty sure Courtney was gonna win, but now I'm thinking it might be Heather too"

I nodded silently, staring at the floor. Admittingly, I was getting pretty bored of the whole, movie/small talk scene and wanted to do something a bit more comfortable, but Playa De Boring offered no such activities. Although, Cody seemed into it, and I guess that's the point.

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There was a knock on the door.

"Noah?" A concerned voice yelled through the door. Cody was asleep, his head laying on the couch arm, and his legs lay across my lap. I carefully crawled from under his sleeping body and stumbled tiredly to the door. I opened the door to see Izzy holding back a fit of laughter.

"Okay, what?" I snarled at her.

She giggled wildly and pointed to Cody laying on the couch.

"I knew you guys were together," she accused crazily, "you were the only two not at Justin's party"

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. Bye Izzy" I said flatly, trying to close the door, but instead the chick managed to slink into my room, the door closing behind her proud self.

"So we're you two doing the sex?" She grinned

I was taken aback by her question. Even among us roudy teenagers, that question was usually deemed inappropriate and rude.

"Excuse me?" I asked, sounding more gay than intended, but whatever, I'm gay as hell, she can deal.

"You heard me" she countered, still sporting her insane smile

"Oh yeah. We screwed so hard that I killed him. Cody's dead, R.I.P"

I tried herding her towards the door but she kept bouncing around me.

"You guys are totally dating" she said in a sing song voice that made my ears want to commit suicide.

"We are NOT," I emphasized, growing impatient, "now get out of my room and go harass anyone else"

I opened the door and gestured sharply for her to leave, in which she obliged, but still had a proud smirk on her face that made my blood boil.

During that argument, Cody hadn't even stirred and was still sleeping peacefully. Part of me wanted to carry him to my bed since I knew he'd be uncomfortable on the couch, but the lingering gentleman in me new it would be better first date etiquette to bring him back to his room. I did have to fish in his pockets for his key (Not that I'm complaining, that's one heavenly ass), and carry him to his own bed.

I had only been in his room a couple times, since we usually hang in mine, and it was quite obvious he wasn't expecting anyone either. His room was littered with laundry and random fidgets. In fact, the mess got so thick that I had to just set him on the couch instead of playing dodge the boxer briefs on the way into his bedroom.

Of course, I couldn't help myself but offer him a goodnight kiss on his forehead. His body quivered slightly with each breath he took, like it was trying to wake up, but it had just been too worn out.

I set his key on the living room table, and stepped around all his crap to get back to my own room. Except there was one obstacle in my way.

Izzy.

She was standing in the doorway holding one of those old Polaroid pictures. When we locked eyes, she pulled a picture out from her pocket, displaying the exact moment my lips made contact with Cody's forehead.

"Here's the evidence" she growled darkly. I could feel my cheeks getting hot and my eyes narrowing. She must've seen the anger in my face, because she quickly ran down the hall laughing like a maniac. I could hear her shouting from the juice bar downstairs.

"Noah and Cody are kissing!"