Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for Drake's minidress, wig, unicorn doll, and beanbag chair!
Hope you enjoy!
Caine POV
One day I was walking down the halls of Coates Academy, my school, when a great idea came to me.
It involved some dirty work, though.
I would need Drake Merwin, my psychopathic whip-handed assistant to rough up a few of those Perdido Beach kids.
I strolled up to his door. I noticed a sign was hanging on the brass doorknob.
"Do not disturb under any circumstances!"
I opened the door quietly.
Drake was sitting on a neon pink bean bag chair, and clutching a unicorn doll.
He was watching TV.
I listened carefully.
"You know you love me. X.O.X.O. Gossip Girl."
Drake screamed. "NO! GOSSIP GIRL! DON'T LEAVE ME HANGING! I MUST KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT! WHAT WILL SERENA AND DAN DO? OMG AND BLAIR! WHAT IS SHE GONNA DO WHEN SHE FINDS OUT?"
I quietly shut the door. My idea could wait.
Diana POV
One day I was walking down the halls of Coates Academy, my school, when I heard something. I heard singing coming from the auditorium.
"Gosh, does Taylor really think that she'll still be able to play Juliet in the school play?"
I mumbled to myself. Stupid Taylor. Always practicing.
I wandered closer.
And I heard a loud, obnoxious voice, rather than Taylor's sweet, airy voice.
I entered the auditorium.
And much to my freakin' surprise, Drake Merwin was prancing around on the stage, wearing a pink minidress and a pink wig.
"For those who don't know me, I can get a bit crazy, Have to get my way, 24 hours a day, 'Cause I'm hot like that. Every guy everywhere just gives me mad attention, Like I'm under inspection, I always get the 10s, 'Cause I'm built like that!" He sang in his painfully squeaky "voice".
"I can't be tamed! I can't be blamed! I can't be changed! I ca-DIANA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! THIS IS DRAKEY TIME!"
I quickly made an exit.
Drakey time was much too disturbing.