There was your fluffy chapter now lets get back to the creeeeeepy stuff...with some fluff mixed in. And some pervy-ness from Izzy. I can't help myself X3 Please review!


I woke up the next morning, no nightmares. I actually felt great, I had nearly forgotten what it felt like to get a good night's sleep. I looked around me, I was still at the gazebo under the blanket, grandpa's lamp had already burned out.

"Morning sunshine." Duncan said getting my attention. He yawned, looking like he'd just woken up. "No nightmares?"

"None." I grinned. "That's a first."

"Good to hear." Duncan smiled, giving me a small peck on the lips.

"What time is it?" I mumbled looking at my cellphone; 7:42 am. "Fuck, Duncan we've got to be at school in about fifteen minutes!"

"Damn, are you serious?"

"Yes! Get your ass in gear!" Even though I hated school sometimes, trust me when I say missing a day of high school is not worth the shit-ton of makeup work you can get.

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"Aren't those the same clothes you two had on yesterday?" Bridgette asked us as we came up to join her, Geoff, and Izzy. I looked down noticing my clothes for the first time this morning, slightly wrinked, but otherwise fine. We'd had no time to rush to our places and change, let alone brush our hair and teeth. Ew.

"...Yes, we-" I began before Izzy cut me off.

"Ooooh did you two do something that we're not supposed to know about? If so; kind of rushing it aren't you?" Cue the blood rushing to my cheeks. I swear, sometimes Izzy just flat out embarassed you.

"N-no! We didn't do anything like that!" We both stammered out, our cheeks bright red. Duncan looked away rubbing the back of his neck while I could only stare at my feet.

"Izzy! They just got together! I'm sure they wouldn't rush in that kind of stuff after just a few days!" Geoff said. We both smiled at him. "You wouldn't...right?" He asked us. Our smiles went as quickly as they came.

"NO!" Duncan and I said similtainiously.

"Phew! Good, you two had us worried for a minute." Bridgette sighed in relief.

"Can we PLEASE stop talking about this now?!" I said buring my face in my hands.

"Okay, just don't try moving too fast guys." Bridgette said.

"Bridgette!" Duncan groaned.

"Sorry." No one else talked for a few minutes. Awkward... "Sooo...did you guys vote for the prom theme?" Bridgette finally spoke up, trying to break the awkwardness.

"YEAH! I voted for Masquerade! That way I could go around in a mask freaking people out and NO ONE would know it was ME!" Izzy commented. Oh Izzy...

"Okay.. Gwen did you vote?" The themes they'd given us yesterday to vote for the Prom (which wasn't even until April) were Hollywood, Masquerade, Las Vegas, and for some reason unknown to mankind, someone had nominated Middle Earth. As in freaking Lord of the Rings. Cool movies and books, but as a prom theme? Really?

Personally I would have chosen something like Whitechapel, England. Jack the Ripper era.

"Bridgette please, I want to be a prom-wreaker, not a prom go-er. I just wrote my own little box marked: I don't give a damn."

Duncan gave me a high-five. "That's my girl."

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The rest of the day passed by almost unbareably slow for me. Almost as if God just felt like boring the shit out of me today. The classes were just straight up boring. Even the substitute we had in fifth period didn't give a damn about today; she just turned out all the lights, put in Miracle on 34th Street and put her head down on the desk.

That's how you know when the day is unbareable, when your own teacher falls asleep on you.

I was so greatful, we only had the rest of the week to go, then we were off until January 7th for Christmas break.

I remembered then that Grandma and Grandpa were going to be gone for a few weeks. They wouldn't be here for Christmas OR my 18th birthday this Saturday, December 22nd. Just. Fucking. Dandy. Duncan sat next to me during the movie in fifth period, and not even two seconds after the movie had started, he passed me a note.

So, you have any plans on Saturday? ;) Birthday girl.

Maybe, what did you have in mind?

I can't tell you, it's a surprise. Shhhhh!

Aww come on, can't you tell your own girlfriend? I grinned as I wrote that last word. As if writing it down made it official or something. God I sound so weird.

Nope. ;P Sorry sweetheart.

I though you hated suprises. It was true, Duncan was never one for suprises, he'd rather things be straight forward.

Not when I'm doing them. :)

You suck... He chuckled a little bit grabbing my hand from under the table. "Trust me, you'll like it."

"Tell meee...!"

"Hmmmm, no." I pouted. He laughed under his breath. "Sorry sweetheart, you'll see what it is soon enough." It was Tuesday, my birthday was Saturday. Four more days. I really need to work on my patience skills.

...\o/...

"Come on, just one little hint?" I begged as Duncan dropped me off at my house after school.

"Sorry babe, I'm not ruining your birthday surprise." I stepped toward him and put on my best flirty face, inching closer to his lips.

"Please?"

"As much as I enjoy your forwardness and flirting; still not spoiling it." Damn he was good. He stole a quick kiss before driving off on his motorcycle. I sighed knowing I wasn't going to weasel the plan out of him and went back inside.

I have to admit, even though I usually liked being alone, the house was creepier since my grandparents left. That stupid stalker had me so paranoid. As I sat down to do my homework my phone buzzed.

Speak of the devil.

Text from: Unknown

Happy early birthday, I know you and your little boyfriend are looking forward to it. It will be the last one you celebrate.

Another death threat, but that wasn't what scared me this time. It was him mentioning Duncan. I'd be damned if whoever this was hurt him too. So I messaged back this time.

I don't know who you are, but please just leave me and Duncan the fuck alone!

Oooh temper temper. Come on Gwen, you know me.

Listen jerk! I DO NOT know WHO the hell you are, but you leave me alone or I'll report you to the cops!

Please, the cops could never make it in time. I'd be long gone.

I took a moment before writing back.

What do you want?

To finish what I started...


0_o gulp. Run Gwen, run away, fast. Yeah Yeah, short,short, short and almost pointless chapter, but I PROMISE you, that the next one will be much longer. I swear. I just had writer's block for this chapter.

I told you things were gonna get creepy. Who is this creeper who's threatening Gwen and now maybe threatening Duncan? I know, but only your reviews will help me write more quickly. So review!