A/N:DreamEater: Hey! It's DreamEater! I finally have a second chapter for something! My co-author helped me with this even though I'm the main plotter. So, here's our story!

Matt: Do not take any of her comments to heart because she just can't help herself, she means no offence. Sadly.

DreamEater: On another note! Sasuke! Please do the disclaimer!

Sasuke: DreamEater does not own Naruto. If she did it would be canceled due to neglect...

DreamEater: HEY!

Matt: On with the story!

Alicia's P.O.V

"I'm FUUUUCKING BORED! Ooooh! We should make that into a song!" I said-lying on the floor-to my friend Matt. We were currently at school sitting in front of the side door to the theater, at exactly 4:02 p.m. Two minutes after my mom had called me up saying to "Get my Fucking ass home." But because of my laziness, I decided to delay that fucking HOUR TRIP home. So I'm holding Matt's binder, lying on the floor.

"Yeah, okay Alicia. You do that." He replied while strumming his guitar. Before you ask, no we are not in a band. I just like choir and he just wants to learn to play the guitar. Oh! I almost forgot (sadly I didn't) to describe us! Since you people are -sadly- not psychic and cannot already know what we look like... dammit!

I am 16, 5 feet 4 inches. I have a small stature (for the ladies out there! I'm a B cup! B34 to be exact!). My hair is short and stops two inches above my shoulder. It is brunette with a slight blondish/reddish sheen in the sunlight. It's also naturally wavy. Hmph -_-. My eyes are a light brown/green hazel. My cheeks are sprinkled with freckles that connect along my nose. Oh yeah, I'm white. As in I-don't-tan-but-burn-in-the sun white. And when I'm in the sun, I collect more freckles Grrrrr! My lips are a darkish magenta. And last but not least, on the right side of my chin is a small beauty mark. (yes it's a beauty mark no matter what people say!). Sadly, most of my guy friends are taller than me! *tear*...what?.. My friend Matt? Oh, he's korean, enough said...

...NO! I'M NOT RACIST! I just don't know...how to... describe guys.. in general... (0/0) *two tears*

Oh, shit! I better start leaving before my mom has a hissy fit! Matthew can describe himself when it's his turn! Right now it's...4:37 p.m...

I wasted a lot of time on you people. Just kidding!

I grab my stuff, still holding Matt's binder, and walk out the School's front door.

"Where are you going?," he asked getting up and following me. He had already put his guitar in it's case. I show him his binder smiling evilly and say,

"You are walking me home!" He scowled and said,

"God dammit" He follows me. We start talking about random topics, when he replies to something I said with,

"You're not very smart Alicia..."

"I'm gonna throw your binder in the street!," I yell.

"Then I'm not walking you home." he says walking back the other way. I smile, continue walking, and call back to him,

"I guess you'll never get your binder back!"

"Ugh!" he says, turns around and continues walking me home. I smile triumphantly, and continue walking, not waiting for him to catch up. We walk down Lambert (if you live in La Habra, California you might know the street!) until we get to the gas station 'am/pm'.

"Hey Matt! Do you have money?"

"Yeah..."

"How much?"

"Five dollars, why?" He said warily.

"Good! Lets go get soda! It's only a dollar something! Please!" I say grabbing his arm.

"Fine, but you have to give my binder back first." He tells me, I scoff.

"Ha! You actually think I'm gonna give it back BEFORE I get my beverage! You have to pay for the soda first!" I said as I grabbed a small cup and search the buttons for Dr. Pepper.

"No, give me my binder back first." He replied as I filled the cup with my precious Dr. Pepper. I finished filling the cup with soda and said,

"Fine! Take it! I kinda got my hands full here!" I was irritated because when I'm doing something I want to I don't want ANYONE to interrupt me. I grabbed a lid for my soda and put it on. Then I grabbed a straw, realized it was too small, threw it away and grabbed a new straw, then put the new straw in my cup of soda. We walked over to the counter, had a pointless conversation while waiting for the customer in front of us to finish, and paid for the soda and left.

As we walked out of 'am/pm'. I said

"Let's go to Home Depot, it has wifi!" The Home Depot was just next to 'am/pm'. As we went inside and sat on the display chairs Matt says,

"Aren't they gonna kick us out" I give him a 'are-you-stupid-or-what?' look and reply with,

"They can't kick us out for walking in and sitting down. There's no reason to. Besides, I've come here to read fanfictions on my phone before and they didn't do anything" I grinned.

"Whatever." he sighed

We sat there for a while. Me reading fanfictions. Him looking around doing nothing. Oh! I forgot! I didn't tell you what we're wearing! Well Matthew can tell you himself. I'M wearing a black shirt with a skull on it and the words "lucky 13" with a light green knitted sweater over it. Black slim slacks with black sneakers and a Gir beanie hat, with ears sticking up. I had a men's size small green sweater tied around my waist. I was wearing my Gir backpack with ears. It was neon green. Don't get me wrong, I hate green with a passion. But I LOVE Gir from invader Zim! *Ahem* Anyways!

When I looked up I noticed something sparkly where the paint color samples were. I got up with my stuff and said to Matt,

"Look at that sparkly thing over there!" He looked and said,

"Over where?" I grabbed his arm and dragged him over to the paint samples. When we got closer it looked so psychedelic.

"It looks so psychedelic!"

"What does?" I pointed at the general area of three paint samples. One was blue, one was yellow, and the last one was pink. The one above them was grey (foreshadowing).

"I don't see anything!" he exclamined. I was still holding his arm. I barely noticed that there were no staff members anywhere in sight. I reached out and touched the sparkly psychedelic ripples. Then suddenly...

...we were falling...

A/N: DreamEater: I FINISHED! WHAT DO YOU THINK!

Matthew: Please read and review before becomes a crazy person.

DreamEater: Hey! I'm not crazy!

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