AN: This Is going to be a Druna story, that yes Is going to be Paper Towns essentially, but I'm going to change some things and It won't all be the same, I promise. I would never copy John Green's work to the extent that every word will be the same, nor every dialogue. I will put in plenty of original things. I do not own Paper Towns, I only admire It.
I brush my hair out and flop onto my full size bed, after a long, annoying day at school I need some peace. I would rather not think about it, so I fall asleep fairly quick. No dreams interrupt my night, although I must admit I thought I was having one when I hear the window creaking.
Thinking it was just the wind I lie back down on my pillow, but almost jump out of my skin when I feel a substantial weight down by my legs.
I flick the light on to see a girl, Luna Lovegood, on my bed.
"Please tell me you're not naked," She says in a childlike voice. I love her childlike voice. In a definite not pedophilic way.
"I'm not."
"I need your car."
I'm not convinced. All of this happening is freaking me out, the girl I have a crush on doesn't just show up out of nowhere and ask for my car, scaring me half to death.
"Why do you need my car?"Sitting up, I put my hands on my hips. "Why can't you use your own?"
She thinks for a minute and recites carefully, as if she knew all along. "If my parents wake up to see my car missing one more time, they'll have me straight into a delinquent center for troubled teens. I need yours, because I haven't got much time."
I don't budge on wanting the explanation. "Explain please, why?"
Luna huffs a strand of hair out of her eyes. "I need it for my plan. I need you to come with me, so I can accomplish eleven things tonight."
She asks these things from me in such a way that it makes them seem set. Like no one can say no, and honestly I don't want to say no. It doesn't help that she's still standing over me on my bed.
"Okay, I'll go."
Both of us sneak out of my house through the front door, and into my car.