Disclaimer: I do not own Nightworld. L. J. Smith does.
Thanks to My BF Davey for the Idea.
AN: I choose this couple due to the fact that they have the most normal home lives. That and the names (David) (Davey) see the wheels turning? Oh well time for the story.
The more mobile Daybreakers were all enrolled in a school near Gillian and David's to keep tabs on a situation in the area.
Gillian and David were sitting down at their breakfast table at the school. The group was prattling about random gibber laughing and smiling.
"There is no way that newer music can compare with the music of my time," said Thierry.
"Come on even I have to admit some of the new stuff's really good," said Quinn his arm around Rashel's shoulders, "I mean three days grace, The Used, or Trapt. They haven't gotten anything on the music from when I was human.
"You only like them because you use them as workout music," Said Thierry.
"So?" asked Quinn, "They're still good."
"You guys know nothing about 'cool' music." said Gillian.
"What's your definition?" asked Rashel tracing the lip of a SoBe water bottle.
"Bruno Mars, Neyo, Rhianna, Ke$sha, Chriss Brown, Lady Gaga, and the like." Gillian replied, noticing her soul mate almost pasted out on the table, "David What's wrong?"
He lifted him head and she saw the black circles beneath his eyes, "Huh?"
"Did you not sleep last night?" she asked pressing a hand to his face.
"No, we are just out of coffee a home at home, Withdrawals you know."
"I know something that will wake you up," She replied.
"What?" as he yawned.
"This," She said seconds before he pressed her lips to hers.
"Are you awake now?" She asked.
"Hell yeah,"
What you think ?
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