Well doesn't this say how interesting my day has been. I mean a chapter and this? Don't get greedy people. So you know, many Draina one shots out there. This is one. Do not despise me for it! Okay well hereagoes my little one shot. Pre-FAYZ I guess. doesn't really have to be. it could be the day of or after. IDK whatever you prefer.

What Caine doesn't know will not hurt him. I repeated that more than just a few times as I made my way across the hall, entering the world of boys' dormitories. I smiled as to what his reaction would be. Probably throwing him down a flight of stairs like he had with my creepy teacher that had tried to feel me up. I didn't like that man not one bit. And now guess who had been sent to the hospital? Him. Then he basically went to a mental hospital for saying I did it to him. Sweet little me. Yeah right.

I knocked lightly on his door. In a few seconds I was yanked in by a cold hand, that belonged to an even colder person. "Drake." I glared at him.

"Diana." He growled. He brought his arm down and hit me.

I glared back at him and sprung forward, too fast for him to move out of the way.

It went like this every time. Fighting and then... I lost my train of thought as Drake knocked his head onto mine, grinning as I gasped in pain. I brought my knee down on the place where it counts. Drake elbowed me in the stomach and I collapsed on top of him, groaning.

"Ow.." I cried, rolling to the side.

"Oh, Diana. When will you learn?" Drake said, holding himself up above me.

"Never." I said. I reached up and slung my legs and arms around him, lifting myself from the floor to his mouth. Caine never quite showed love. Drake was evil, twisted, sadistic, and a jerk, but he never threatened me like Caine did.

Drake. The boy who was forcing his way into my mouth. Caine never did that. He was too much of a coward to even try to kiss me. All he did was stare at me. Don't get me wrong, Drake and I hated each other. But sometimes stuff made no sense. I felt one of Drake's hands against my back, the other gripping my leg. I dug my nails into the hard muscle of his back and broke away. We sat staring at each other. I was sitting with my back against him, my head back to look him in the eye. His hands were around my waist, too low to be appropriate. But hey, we were just teenagers. It didn't go farther than kissing.

Caine wouldn't know. He didn't need to. I hoped. I slowly untangled myself, scowling at Drake. Hate never really leaves, just dies down for a few seconds. I looked at him for a few seconds. He stared right back. I walked back over to him and kissed him, digging my nails into his cheek. He knotted his hand in my hair and pulled hard. I gasped in pain, again allowing him to enter my mouth. We kissed for a long time. Then I left. Slowly made my way back to my room. Making myself presentable. Yeah. It would happen again.

Okay so my little one shot there? What'd you think? Eh? Give me ideas for anything. I like writing. Ideas I need them! Dont make me write another crackfic for my friend! Please? Well, actually I could enjoy that... Okay. Review as always! Don't own Gone. Odd place for a disclaimer right?