After school, I went straight home with Tom and James. They live next door to me, so it's almost unavoidable, but I didn't mind.
"Are you seriously going to meet up with THEM?" James almost screamed.
"Yes. You know how Neko and Ash are. If I lye about anything they're after me."
"Just be careful. Someone put up a spell there so we can't go near the place."
I nodded at Tom and ran in to change out of my uniform. I put on long charcoal baggy pants that are a few inches too long, a black shirt that revealed a little too much for my personal comfort, and a black sweater that had hearts with different colors. The sweater had a hat and a long string that was a little below my knee. Knowing those twins, this was a very bad idea. But I didn't care. Much.
"Mom, I'm going to the AB again."
"Alright. Be careful."
My mom knew AB meant abandoned building. It was just like "lol" and "bbl". She tried to keep up with the modern language and was doing a good job at it. When I got to the building, it was empty, obviously. I sat in a corner and put on my iPod. Of course, there was nothing but techno, trance, and all that were related to it.
"I told you she'd come," I heard the smile in Dante's voice and quickly opened my eyes. They came just before I went into a trance-like state to clear my mind. Music always had a strange, mysterious, and strong power over me.
"Hello, Kerri." Tim didn't seem too happy.
"Uh…hi?" They had a look in their eyes that I never saw before. They both had a smirk on, but their eyes were unreadable.
"How well do you know emotions?" Dante said tauntingly, as if knowing I was confused.
"Apparently not well enough."
Tim took away my techno, put it on pause, and threw it across the room. I was hoping it didn't break, even though Ash put a spell on it. I wasn't sure if it was able to survive through demon attacks. While I was thinking, Tim snuck behind me and started scratching my head like you do with a cat or dog. I felt my throat vibrate softly, a mix of purring and held-back sounds of resistance. Dante started playing with the string on my sweater. Hanging out with cats weren't as much as of a good idea as I thought. I wasn't sure how to react. Push them away and get attacked possibly or let them and be unharmed? What would they do? I didn't know nor did I want to think about it. They had never done this before; it was usually sit and talk about nothing, getting answers to things I wouldn't think they cared for.
"Relax we aren't going to do anything," Tim purred gently, but with command and control.
"Just talk," Dante copied the tone, except it was sexier and deeper.
"A-About what?"
"Whose side you're taking."
"W-What?"
"Mmm, the school Olympics are coming near…"
"And we want you on our side."
"N-No way!" I cried. "I'm taking no sides, let alone even participate!" Tim growled and stopped playing with the string and Dante simply smiled, pulled me close to him, and rested his arm on my shoulders.
"Perhaps a different conversation?"
"Please," Tim commanded his twin.
"Why do you like techno so much?"
"And the other stuff."
I didn't want to say my answer. It was too embarrassing. "It calms me down."
"What did we say about lying earlier, hon?" Dante smiled evilly and his tone was taunting. Tim crawled next to me and they both had a sly eviler smirk on.
"B-Because I-it r-reminds m-me o-of s-something."
"What does it remind you of? Hmm?"
I didn't want them to see my embarrassment so I buried my face in Dante's side. His grip tightened and they changed the subject again.
"Who do you like more? Between us, I mean."
I frowned. I didn't like either of them much, but only because James and Tom rubbed it on me. They both said they're always up to no good. I never asked them why, though. I sighed, knowing there's no way out. Both have neither harmed nor helped me, except when I had to rant.
"You…" I whispered and Dante's hand slid off me.