A/N: Hey guys, yup I'm back yet again and I'm starting another fanfic that i may or may not finish... yeah I know I suck at not finishing them, but I grow bored or form a dislike for them.. So... If you have read one or both of my previous fanfic's and want me to continue, send me a comment and let me know, otherwise I'll have no reason to continue them.. Alright, now on with the story! ^.^
"Gwen! There's someone here to see you!" my Mom called from down stairs, ripping me away from drawing, "be down in a minute!" I called as I completed the
finishing touches to the drawing I was working on. A dead tree, beside a lake, at night, with the full moon out, a little cliche` I admit, but I don't really care.
After that I slipped on my black cargo's and slid down the ladder into the hall in cargo's and a tank-top. Oh I probably didn't mention, I converted the attic into
my bedroom, more room for creativity that way I think. I walked into the living room and not to my surprise, found Trent waiting for me. Trent was my boyfriend,
and a great guy, but lately he's been really clingy, and a bit odd.. "hey beautiful," he said sweetly, forcing me to fake a smile. He wrapped an arm around me
and kissed my forehead, his usual way of greeting me, and a gesture that typically made me feel more like his daughter or little sister than his girlfriend. "Why
aren't you dressed?" he asked with a slight frown, noticing I was barefooted and in house clothes. "What do you mean?" I asked, forgetting he was taking me
out to dinner. "Don't you remember?" he asked and pulled away from me, "I'm taking you out to the nice Italian restaurant for dinner that just opened up," I
mentally groaned, Trent has a thing for fancy and romantic things, but honestly I'd rather just order take-out and hang out at home. "Oh, sorry, guess it
slipped my mind," I said apologetically and he smiled again, "that's ok, well you should probably go get ready, and remember, wear something nice." That, I
thought as I headed off to my room to get ready, was probably his nice way of telling me to look more normal and actually dress up for once. I decided on a
short, long sleeve, low cut midnight blue dress, a thin, diamond bracelet, black velvet healed ankle boots, and of course, the silver chain necklace with a small
black diamond skull on it that Duncan gave me. Duncan is my best friend, and the only person I can always count on and trust with anything. I've known him
since I was five and we moved across the street from him. He gave me that necklace for my tenth birthday, and I've never taken it off since. I walked back into
the living room and Trent smiled, but his smile soon faded when he spotted my necklace. "I'm not taking it off," I said, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
"I'm starting to think you like that punk more than you like me ," Trent said, almost glaring. "He's my best friend," I defended, knowing how this would end. We
would argue for about half an hour, he would leave, I would change then text Duncan saying I needed to hang out, he would come over and stay the night,
with us finally passing out early the next morning after hours of talking and watching movies. "Why don't you just date him then?!" Trent yelled, signalling the
end of our fight. I groaned with frustration as he left, slamming the door behind him. We've been fighting like that a lot more often lately, and if we keep it up
we'll end up like Duncan and Courtney. Courtney is Duncan's girlfriend, I have no idea why though, considering all they do is fight and make out. "Hey juvie,
mind coming over tonight?" I texted as I flopped down on my bed, wrapping a soft black blanket with gray skulls all over it around myself after changing back
into my short black pj shorts, black tank top, and leaving on my necklace. "Sure babe, be over in a minute," he texted back almost immediately.
A/N: Sooo whacha think? I have a lot more already written, just too lazy to type it up today, I know, I'm terrible lol. Anyways I'll try to get some more up next Thursday. R&R please xD