Hello, again! Sorry that this chapter is shorter than the other one. School is killing me. Anywho, I would like to give a huge shoutout to all of those who reviewed the first chapter. You rock! This is my first story and any feedback you can give me would be awesome. So, on with the weirdos!
*DISCLAIMER* Richelle Mead owns all the characters, but I own the plot and such.
Rose—DontMessWithMe
Lissa—SpiritFreak
Dimitri—GuardianDBelikov
Christian—ImOnFire
Adrian—SexyBeast
Also, I would like to know how long you guys want this to be. Since there isn't really a plot line, it's sort of just random fluff stuff that I can write in my spare time. Once the summer break comes, I'll be able to post real stories, but I'm stuck right now. I'm not very far into it yet, so if you could review or PM me with what you think about the length, that'd be great!
P.S. I do allow anonymous reviews on here, so if you're not a member of FF or you just don't want to sign in, you can still tell me what you think. Just please don't use anonymous to flame me. Thanks, and enjoy!
SexyBeast: Anyone on here?
DontMessWithMe: Yes, but you shouldn't be.
SexyBeast: Why not?
DontMessWithMe: Where you so traumatized that you forgot what happened last night?
SexyBeast: …grrrr….
DontMessWithMe: Ooh, I'm SO intimidated.
SexyBeast: No words can express my hatred.
DontMessWithMe: Well, you should have known what was coming to you. What are you doing?
SexyBeast: Patching up my ego.
DontMessWithMe: What, are you staring at your own personal shrine? Charming some poor, innocent girl to come back to your apartment? Parading around singing "I'm Too Sexy"?
SexyBeast: Ha ha. Very funny. Imaginative. I sort of understand where you got the first two, but…the third one?
DontMessWithMe: Your username, moron.
SexyBeast: You think I'm a sexy beast? Yes! I finally convinced you to agree with what you always saw in me!
DontMessWithMe: …I never said I agreed with it. You're the one who came up with it, remember?
SexyBeast: Well, I agree with your username! I still can't believe what you did to me last night. That wasn't funny!
DontMessWithMe: Oh, but YES! Yes, it was.
SexyBeast: …grrrr….
DontMessWithMe: Again, what's with the growling?
SexyBeast: Again, my hatred for you cannot be expressed with words.
DontMessWithMe: But I thought you liked me!
SexyBeast: …those are two different things entirely.
DontMessWithMe: Oh, so what do you mean?
SexyBeast: I hate YOU, but I like your body.
DontMessWithMe: I'm having a sense of déjà vu over here…
SexyBeast: Wait, that came out wrong. I meant that I hate you as a person, but I like you overall.
DontMessWithMe: Body included.
SexyBeast: Exactly.
DontMessWithMe: It's déjà vu. All over again!
SexyBeast: Crap. That came out wrong again.
DontMessWithMe: Uh huh. I'm sure.
***ImOnFire has logged on***
ImOnFire: Hey, guys! How's it going?
DontMessWithMe: Ugh. Can you stop with the stupid intro phrases? Yesterday it was "Wassup my homies" and today it's just WAY too peppy.
SexyBeast: Just say hello like a normal person next time.
ImOnFire: Well, I'm sorry if I'm excited.
DontMessWithMe: I don't even want to know why since I already have a hunch.
ImOnFire: Well, you see…Lissa came over last night…
DontMessWithMe: Yes, yes, I know. Did you cry last night?
ImOnFire: Yep!
DontMessWithMe: Sissy.
ImOnFire: What?
DontMessWithMe: You cried at The Notebook! It's only the girliest chick flick in the entire world! It's right up there with the Titanic.
ImOnFire: What? The Notebook? Are you kidding? I didn't cry at that. I was talking about how I cried at…nah, I'm not going to tell you.
DontMessWithMe: That's all right. I'll get Lissa to tell me.
ImOnFire: She'd never tell you if it's against me.
DontMessWithMe: You may be her boyfriend, but I'm her best friend. You might not get it, but best friends have privileges and advantages over boyfriends. Sorry, Pyro.
ImOnFire: She still won't tell you. She's too nice.
DontMessWithMe: Trust me, she will.
SexyBeast: Sorry, Christian, but Rose is right. She wins this one.
***SpiritFreak has logged on***
SpiritFreak: Hey, guys!
DontMessWithMe: Speak of the devil.
SpiritFreak: What? You were talking about me?
ImOnFire: Nope. *whistles*
SpiritFreak: Christian, you had better tell me what's going on or there will be no sexual activity for a MONTH!
ImOnFire: Read the above conversation.
SpiritFreak: *giggles* It was SO funny, Rose! Come on over to my room and I'll tell you everything. I don't want to say it on here since it can be seen by a lot of people.
DontMessWithMe: I'll be there in 5.
ImOnFire: WHAT? Liss, you PROMISED you weren't going to tell anyone!
SpiritFreak: Christian, you should know by now that when I say "I won't tell anyone", I actually mean "I won't tell anyone except for Rose."
ImOnFire: Is NOTHING I do around you safe anymore? Does Rose know everything about us?
DontMessWithMe: Pretty much.
ImOnFire: Creep.
SexyBeast: Hey, Lissa…could you tell me too?
SpiritFreak: No!
SexyBeast: Aw, but why not?
SpiritFreak: Because Christian is my boyfriend! He has a right to privacy!
SexyBeast: …you're telling Rose right now.
SpiritFreak: But she's my best friend. You're not. Now, shoo.
SexyBeast: Ouch, that hurt.
DontMessWithMe: All the more reason for you to patch up your ego.
SpiritFreak: Why would he need to do that?
SexyBeast: Rose, I swear I will do whatever you want as long as you don't tell anyone.
DontMessWithMe: Okay. I won't tell anyone.
SexyBeast: Promise?
DontMessWithMe: Promise.
ImOnFire: Adrian, did you learn NOTHING throughout this entire conversation?
SexyBeast: What do you mean?
ImOnFire: This is what Liss said: "Christian, you should know by now that when I say 'I won't tell anyone', I actually mean 'I won't tell anyone except for Rose.'
SexyBeast: So? All that tells me is that Lissa is a gossiping blabbermouth.
ImOnFire: I will ignore that insult. But, think about it. Oh, wait…you can't. You don't have a brain.
SexyBeast: I will ignore THAT insult. What are you trying to say? I don't get it…
ImOnFire: If Lissa tells Rose everything even when she says she won't tell anyone, then what do you think Rose will do?
SexyBeast: Oh, crap.
SpiritFreak: Oh, crap is right! That's HILARIOUS! Rose is officially an evil genius!
DontMessWithMe: Oh, and Christian, I can't believe you cry at DISNEY MOVIES!
ImOnFire: Shut up. Those little cartoons can be quite adorable.
DontMessWithMe: Hey, Liss, what's it like dating someone who's such a girl?
ImOnFire: I should ask Belikov what it feels like to date such a guy. I'm curious.
SpiritFreak: Both of you stop it. Rose, you can be a little unladylike sometimes. Christian, you can be a little girly sometimes. Sorry.
SexyBeast: Ouch!
SpiritFreak: Shut it, Adrian. No one wants to hear it from someone who got locked in the middle school girls' locker room. And most likely enjoyed it.
SexyBeast: Rose, I am going to KILL you!
DontMessWithMe: I'd like to see you try.
SexyBeast: Game on!
ImOnFire: Really Adrian? The first thing you should know about Rose is that she's badass. You don't even have to know her to know that.
SexyBeast: So what? I'm a badass, too.
DontMessWithMe: Either me or Dimitri could beat you. With one hand tied behind our backs.
SexyBeast: Don't be so confident. I've got some dirty tricks up my sleeve.
ImOnFire: That sounded so wrong.
SpiritFreak: Agreed.
SexyBeast: I wouldn't be so confident in your man, either, Hathaway.
DontMessWithMe: Excuse me?
SexyBeast: He ignored your invitation to come on here. Duh. That doesn't sound like good boyfriend material.
DontMessWithMe: FYI, he has a job to do. Unlike you.
ImOnFire: Ooh, burn!
SpiritFreak: Rose is actually right, Adrian. Dimitri can be very busy during the day, since those are his usual shifts.
SexyBeast: Whatever. He still doesn't pay enough attention to you, Rose.
DontMessWithMe: What are you talking about? Did the girls last night make you crazy or something?
SexyBeast: I'm just saying that a woman like you deserves a lot more attention than Belikov gives you.
DontMessWithMe: Oh, really?
SexyBeast: After all, I AM the master of women.
DontMessWithMe: That's right. Adrian Ivashkov, worldwide womanizer. It has a nice ring to it.
ImOnFire: I agree.
SpiritFreak: Ah! Rose…can you come over?
DontMessWithMe: Yeah, sure. Why?
SpiritFreak: Apparently, there's a royal party tonight that I have to go to. Can you help me get ready? Adrian and Christian have to come, too, but they can fend for themselves. I only have an hour, and that's not much time to get ready.
DontMessWithMe: Sweet! I'll be over in a few minutes.
ImOnFire: What about us?
SexyBeast: Don't we get to be pampered by Rose?
ImOnFire: Actually, I was thinking Lissa…
DontMessWithMe: No. Neither of you get to be pampered by anyone.
ImOnFire: But why?
SpiritFreak: Because there's not much time to get ready! Guys, just throw on something nice and fix your hair. That's all you have to do. I, on the other hand, have to do hair, makeup, pick out an outfit, get dressed, AND accessorize!
ImOnFire: …if you say so.
SpiritFreak: I do!
SexyBeast: Well, I better get to work, then. You know how long it takes me to do my hair.
DontMessWithMe: Longer than it takes me to curl Lissa's hair, that's for sure.
SexyBeast: Hey! I need to look my best and impress the ladies!
ImOnFire: Yeah, whatever. See you.
***ImOnFire has logged off***
SexyBeast: Lissa, I will see you shortly. Rose, I hate you. Goodbye.
***SexyBeast has logged off***
DontMessWithMe: I'm here!
**DontMessWithMe has logged off***
***SpiritFreak has logged off***
