Hey its me…so, sorry if I haven't updated ina long time it just that I have skool nd projects 2 do and I was a bit sick, so sori.

Chapter 7

Is Damon being nice?

I didn't go back to sleep, afraid of what I might dream. It's 6:00pm. Uriel's home but not aunt Jenna. She must be on her date with Mark. Her and Mark are boyfriend and girlfriend, but Jenna likes to call their relationship a 'M.U': mutual understanding, whatever that means…no, really, what does that mean? But whatever, if Jenna's happy, I'm happy. Sign. Wish I was really happy.

I wonder what my dream was about. What does my dad mean by Shane? And Damon said 'Shane this, Shane that?' He was talking to me like I'm not in a dream but in reality.

"Nico?" My brother called. I don't want to talk so I pretend to be asleep. Foot steps were trotting on the stairs. I pulled the blanket over me and closed my eyes. "Your asleep. Man, I made pizza." he signed, "Have a good sleep Nico, you need it." he said and left it to that.

"Sorry bro, but I need to be alone." I whisper. I got out of bed and got my iPod. I listened to music and wrote in my diary.

Dear Diary,

Life's been a little too hard on me. But who do I complain to? No one. I need mum, dad and Shane, especially Shane. Today, I met Damon Tyrell, he's been a arse. And I don't need that right now. He made me remember all of it. Every little bit of it. I wish I had Shane. I remember dropping a letter in the bottle in the river. Cliché, I know, but sometimes its my only hope. He's my only hope.

Nicolette Aura Gabel

I soon fell asleep.

I woke up, tired. I looked at my alarm. "Ohmigod. Im gunna be late!" I ran to the toilet and brushed my teeth. I grabbed a t-shirt and skinny jeans. I ran down the stairs and popped my converse on. I ran to my car and tried to start it but guess what happened?…It didn't turn on, it broke! Damn! I ran to my house, took my skateboard and quickly went to school. It was 9:12. Shayyyy! Now I missed registration!

Finally, I got to school and ran to my locker. I throw my skateboard in and ran to French…which was in the other side of school. Great! Note the sarcasm.

As I got to French, I busted in.

"Isn't it nice of miss Gabel to make an appearance?" Miss Johnson said to know one.

"I'm really sorry miss."

"Why are late?"

Truth? Or lie? Or just tell a bizarre tale for the heck of it? I like the third one better, so I said, "Well…I woke up late because of the aliens outside my house, they where screaming 'blappalapboo'. When I finally made 'em go, there queen Wakawakawoo said I shouldn't be mean, so I let the aliens in my house and they started eating my brother, so I had to save him, which took 500 years. Then my cat, Danni, eat my cereal, which was my breakfast, then Fred, the other alien, took my wheel for my car and hit it on his head, so I bough him to the hospital, but then I remembered he's an alien, so I left him on the side of the hospital. So, I went back and took their spaceship, which is now parked outside. Oh and if anyone asks, my name is Ozzie-Mae Paul. Okay?" I said in a hurry and I added my 'cheeky' smile.

"Please Nicolette, save all that for English."

"I thought this was English miss." miss signed, so I said, "But do you want me to say all that in French? Eh bien ... je me suis réveillé en retard à cause des étrangers-"

"That's enough Nicolette."

"You sure miss?"

"Yes."

"Yes?" everyone was laughing and all my friends were giving me thumbs up.

"Nicolette, just sit down next to Mr. Damon Tyrell." She said and my face fell. I quickly went to the back table and sat next to T.B.A.D.

"Nice joke you made." He said and I nodded. "Look, I'm sorry 'bout yesterday. Please forgive me?" Forgive him? Not no but hell no! "Please Nicole?"

"Only my friends call me Nicole."

"Well, Miss Nicolette Aura Gabel, will you forgive me for being a arse? And for being mean and rude to a wonderful lady?"

"No."

"What do you want me to do?"

What do I want him to do? "Be more nice."

"Then I will." Really now?

"Yeah right."

"Why don't we make a bet?" A bet…

"What kind of bet?"

"If I be nice, kind and everythin' like that, will you go on a date with me tomorrow." Me + Him + Date = o

"And if you don't win…?"

"I will leave you alone forever, you wont see, hear, feel or smell me!"

I thought for a while before saying, "Lunch."

"Pardon?" Ha, now he's the one confused.

"Take me to lunch today and if you win the bet, then I'll got to the date with you. Deal?"

"Deal." he said and we shook hands. His hands are so rough but also so soft. He smiles a crocked smile, that made my stomach fill with butterflies, made my palms sweaty and made my heart miss a beat. I only felt this way when I'm with Shane. I must be falling in love….with Damon! No! I looked away and his face looked a bit sad, then he quickly put a mask on, covering his emotions. I almost…almost felt sorry for him.

Soon, the bell rang and I got my bag and ran out of the room. I went to maths and sat at the back. Thankfully, Alana was in the same class as me. She sat next to me and said "Hey, haven't seen you in a long time."

"Yep. Hey, what's going on with you and Drew?" I asked and she looked down and blushed. "Oioioio…but really, you two look cute together."

"Really?"

"Yep, hey, you want me to ask him for you?"

"No." Huh?

"Why?"

"Cause he might not like me back."

"Jeez, I thought you didn't want me to help you but come on, you two are meant to be."

"Sure."

"Ugh, fine. But I'm just saying' you two are meant to be."

"I really hope so." she whispered.

Soon the teacher came and so did Damon.

"So class, we have a new student. Please introduce yourself ."

"Hello" Damon said in a English ascent. "My name is Damon Tyrell and I hope I get to know everyone, especially the fine ladies." wow, I bet all the girls are flirty-mode and whatnot. Blah!

"Okay then Mr. Tyrell, please take a seat." Mr. Ryan said. Damon walked to the table in front of me and winked, then took the seat in front of me. W-O-W! Double blah!

"What do you think of him?" Alana asks me.

"Who? Mr. Ryan. Well, a bit dirty, doesn't shave, the thing he calls hair looks like a birds nest-"

"No, I mean the new boy, Damon?"

"Well, the same thing I said about Mr. Ryan." I said, joking.

"Come on. Really, whatcha think of him?"

"Annoying, cold hearted, rude, bad mannered, uncivilised, wild, unmannered-"

"Okay, okay, I get it."

"Okay."

"Miss Gabel, please answer the question." Mr. Ryan asked me.

"Question…?"

"Yes, the question."

"The question…Well, sir you fly is open." I said and everyone laughs, while Mr. Ryan looks at his zipper.

"Miss Gabel-" I interrupted him.

"Mr. Adian Ryan."

"Just answer the question."

"Well, okay. I think cheese is better than chocolate."

"What…?"

"Well, sure you said you wanted me to answer the question, so I did."

"I meant what 120 squared is, which is 14400."

"See, Adian, you do know maths, good boy."

"Miss Gabel get out-" he got interrupted by the bell.

"Saved by the bell-again-see ya Adian." I said, running out of the class and skipping to art.

As soon as I got to class, I was ambushed by my maths class mates.

"Wow, Nicolette, you joker!" Derik said.

"Ahlie, man, when you said to Mr Ry- I mean Adian his flys open-man I cracked up." Said Joanna, a tomboy.

"Dude, when 'Adian' asked you the question and you said the cheese thing-epic." Jonny said.

"Thanks, and hey, if you were in my French class, you would've heard more." I said

"Man, I wish." Derik said.

"Well, maybe next time. Anywho, I gotta go and sit." I said and sat in the furthest table at the back of the class room. Damon, came through the doors, saw me and started walking to me. Fantastic (sarcasm).

"Okay, okay, class, calm down and sit." A sub teacher said. "My name is Miss Spencer, I teacher science, not art, so Miss Ovington said you can draw anything. So get crackin'"

"Crackin'." Damon mimicked Miss Spencer. I laughed.

"Yes, lets get crackin'." I said.

"So, where do you want to eat lunch in?" Damon asked.

"Huh?" Lunch?

"Yeah, the bet and free lunch." OMG! I made a bet with Damon! Ahh! Okay, calm down, its not that bad. Yes it is… A little voice at the back of my head said.

"Okay…lunch and a bet…"

"You okay Nicolette?"

"Yeah. But you're payin'." I made a bet with Damon Tyrell. I'm dead. But if he doesn't be nice then I win and he'll leave me alone. But if he wins I'll go on a date with him. Great.

"Sure, I'll pay. So, whadja gunna draw."

"Dunno." I said, shrugging. He left me alone and I started to draw. I drew my dream from yesterday, the piano, me on the seat, music notes around the piano and black mist covering the piano and me. I drew my dad's ring on the piano, Shane eye's in the mist and a ring and a rose entwined. I soon finished after an hour. And right on time the bell rang. I got my bag and stuffed my things inside.

"You ready for lunch?" Damon asked me as we left the art room.

"Yeah, sure."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just hungry."

"Okay then."

We got to the cafeteria and lined up. I got a tuna sandwich and tango and Damon got a soda. "You're not hungry?" I asked him

"You're not?" He asked me, smirking.

"Whatever." I said. We paid for our food and sat down.

"So, what's your favourite colour?" he asked me.

"Earth colours. U?"

"Dark colours."

"Cool." I said and started to eat. "Wait, I thought you knew everything about me."

"I do, I just want to act human."

"Human? So your not human?"

"Am I? Am I not?"

"Whatever, riddle fiddle."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"What?" I said, smirking.

"Huh?"

"Double huh?" My smirk growing.

"Your weird." before I got to say anything he said, "I like that in women" I blushed a little bit and looked down. I grabbed my tango and started drinking. "So, 'bout the bet, how many days 'til you lose?"

"Lose? I'm determined not to lose, but on Friday, I will win and you will go out with me."

"Whatever."

"Is 'whatever' your favourite word?" He asked me, smirking. What's up with his smirks?

"Is annoying people your thing?" I retorted.

"Is it yours?"

"No."

"Well okay then."

"Okay then."

"Okay."

"This is getting weird."

"Your weird. Magically weird."

"Whatever." I said, looking away from his smirk and his dazzling self. Ugh! I did not just say that!

The bell rang (Thank God) and I got my bag and went to English with Damon.

I got to English and sat down. Damon sat next to me.

"Okay class, I want you to find information about your partner." Mrs. Hawkins said.

"I hate this teacher. Yesterday it was all about Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet now its finding info about your partner."

"Yep." Damon simply said put his feet on the table and his hands behind his head. I rolled my eyes.

"So, you already know things about me. But I don't know things 'bout you."

"My name is Damon Tyrell, I am 17 years old and I would to date you."

"Whatever Damon. Act mature."

"Fine. I'm from London. I like brunettes. I love Dracula and I think the Twilight Series are off-"

"Wait-what? What's wrong with twilight?" I asked him.

"Everything, I don't like how they made the vampires." He stated.

"So, Stephanie Meyer made it, not you."

"Why? Do you like the twilight series?"

"Wouldn't you know." I said. I mean, yeah, I heart the twilight series. "So, back to you…"

"I like Stephen King books. I play the guitar-"

"Wait, you play guitar?" He plays guitar?

"Yeah."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Don't believe you."

"That's because you don't trust people."

"I do."

"Sure sure."

"Copying Jacob black now?" I said.

"What? Never! That mutt!"

"Okay, okay, chill, it's just the Jacob-Hottie-Black." Is this annoying him?

"Okay-so I play guitar, I have a sister called Yasmine."

"You have a sister?"

"Yes, would you stop interrupting me?"

"No, but carry on."

"I have a sister called Yasmine and I like Evanescence."

"Cool." I said and right on time, the bell rang.

AN: Okay, so please review and I need a little help on the story, I don't really kno were 2 put Damon and Nicole. So if u hav any ideas, PM me plz and review : )