Chapter two: A wonderous encounter. This is the redone version. It's supposed to have the same writing style the newer ones have. I'm sorry for how crappy the grammar was. (And hopefully not still is.)

"Who are you?" Bonnie was surprised. "And what are you doing in my basement?"

"Errm…"

"Oh yeah GREAT reply. SO delighting!" She was pissed. At first that miss perfect ruined it all again and then that freak came.

"Where am I?"

"What?" That surprised her even more. The person came out of the door and closed it after that.

"Lady, where am I exactly?" He moved his left hand in a circle while talking and turning the doorknob with his right hand. Thrice.

"Right….." She let her shoulders hang down.

"Hey no need to be pissed AND confused young lady. I-"

"Shut up! Get out of my party!"

"Party. Hmm. That explains why I heard this dumb "dumdumdum". Must be the bass."

"URRGGHGHH GET OUT!"

"Mkay Lady." He rolled his eyes. "But don't try to bite me later."

That was the top of it for her. She looked very intently at the stupid and unnerving loser. He seemed to have no fashion-taste in her oppinion. A black leather-jacket, black jeans, black leather-gloves and black leather shoes clothed him.

Okay the shoes, jacket and gloves look nice. But HE doesn't. She thought further about the dumb-O: He was just as longgrown as she was. Which was already throwing him to the bottom of her "attriactive-o-meter". The jacket's pockets were somewhere at the beginning of his upper-legs, the glasses would look okay on Josh if they were Sun-glasses and had a cooler frame. But that way they just sucked.

The face indicated a nerd to her. The hair was brown, but a very bright one. Almost like the brightness from blond with brown instead of blond. Uhhhh disgusting. And that was not everything:

He had a three-days beard. Beards are so eighty! The jacket made him look brideshouldered but that didn't fit with his small size. It made him look amazingly silly.

"Hmmm didn't have the money for a longcoat right goth?" She asked while pointing at him and with an index figer and putting the other hand at her hip.

"Or was it just too long for you, little guy? Oh wait, your daddy doesn't ALLOW you to wear that?"

He shivered and his eyes showed shock at the moment she put the finger towards him. Hah!

He got back to normal and replied with anger in his voice: "No, I wanna see you run around a city with everyone against you and- ugh the typical loser-story, not again, please -having to carry stuff with- " He suddenly stopped and put his ear close to the door.

She mocked him further: She really was on to it: "Oh, don't know what to say?"

"Shut up!" He waved his left gloved hand while having his right ear at the door.

"Oh are you gonna shout at me now?" And then continued with a faky angsty voice: "UHHHH please don't hurt me I'm so weak and helpless!"

"Indeed you are. When the closet and billardtable break further-"

"You TOUCHED MY stuff?"

That was the definite end for her 'patience'. It would be the first time she hit someone. No better! I'll tell Josh he had tried to touch me and cry at his chest. Two flies with one swing! But before she could start to blow her steam off on him he played the tough-guy:

"Listen: They'll break the other door soon. Then they'll come up here and kill you, your family, and your friends. I might not be able to hold them off. Get everyone out of here!"

She wasn't angry but irritated from the stern psycho-look he had. Who is he to speak against the great Bonnie Rockwaller anyway?

"Hold em off? Who? And with what?"

"First come the words, than the lies, and in the end bloodshed. Now is time for the latter." After that he gripped underneath the jacket with his right hand while holding the doorknob with the left. He had turned away from her before that.

She freaked out. The guy seemed totally crazed. And what he hid underneath the jacket didn't seem to be good either. Then it dawned on her, the thought made her creep up with fear:

"Exebitionist! JOSH HELP!"

"Your friends won't protect you from the death that lurks behind these gates!" His voice was cold and without emotion. Just as his eyes, which looked into her direction, but not upon her.

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In the other room, Josh mankey sat with his art friends and discussed things. He heard Bonnie scream for help and thought it would be some trick to get him "back". But the basic instinct of always checking when something behind one's back happened made him look around.

And he saw Bonnie. He had to admit that she was very attractive already with less-"making you look hot" clothes. But she was a real grenade with her nice blue top and her dark pink miniskirt on. But, theres always a flaw: When she wanted to she could be a real bitch.

Then he noticed the small guy. In black leather and jeans. Okay nice idea but you gotta be thin and longgrown to make that look cool.

While their eyes met he heard that guy say something about that her friend would not protect her from death. He had sent the guy a death-glare and was amazed that he could withstand it so easily and without effort. He stood up and moved in a quick walk. Then he saw it. The "dude" was reaching into his jacket to pull something out.

Therefor the jacket! Excellent hideout for knives! He started to run and jumped over a minibar that was foolish enough to stand in his way. No one dared to say JOSH MANKEY wouldn't stand like a man in the face of danger. He was just about to jump at the guy and grab him by the collar when he disappeared in the inwardly opening door to some place he didn't know. Hmmmmmmmmmm. Basement! He hadn't known the Rockwallers had a such. On the other hand, he wondered, is there ANYTHING they don't have? Money, beauty, arrogance?

"Oh yeah just hide in the dark like the coward you are!" He could not know how wrong this thought was.

He reached Bonnie. She was stood there like nailed. His hands touched on her shoulders and he turned her around. "Oh Josh it was so horrible! Please hold me tight!" Was the answer he expected. But instead she just stammered: "Don- don't go there!"

"I have to get this bastard for what he's done to you." Sure she was a bit deceiving sometimes but Josh was a gentleman. At least he thought that.

"NO DON'T!" She almost clawed into him.

"I'll be fine" He gave her his "I-get-every-girl-with-that"smile and pushed away, down the first stair.

FIN