Chaper 7
I paced around the mall. Eventually they found me, and the twins chose out a dress and some shoes. I now carried the outfit in a bag.
The Love Couple and the Twins, decided that they wanted to go watch some sickening romance movie. I didn't want to, so I now had 2 hours of free time.
I walked around, searching for the cafe I had passed earlier. My sense of direction was incredibly sharp. It was helpful for finding rooms, and navigating buildings. Helpful for my job.
I spotted Elise. She was walking with some blonde haired dude. She tried to shake him off. Dake!
"Dake!" I ran over and hugged him.
"Crazy!" Dake yelled back my childhood nickname, Hugging me tightly.
"What are you doing here?" He shouted.
"I was going to ask you! I thought you were in Australia!" I exclaimed, almost as loudly.
"They decided I should hang around here for a little while." He calmed down a little.
"Oh... Dake..." I sighed, knowing it meant they were sick of him already.
"It's fine. How's Maria?" He changed the subject.
"Maria? You can hear it on the news!" I joked.
"But that's not the same! I want all the juicy gossip. Crazy, you owe it to me." He smiled.
"Um... You guys, know each other?" Elise looked a little confused.
"Oh! Elise! I'm sorry, nearly forgot about you there." Dake and I smiled at each other. "We're childhood friends." I explained.
"So close! Childhood best friends!" Dake exclaimed.
"Oh! You should come over for dinner! My father would be delighted!" I gasped.
"Sorry, Elise. I'll have to leave you, seeing as Crazy is dying to catch up with me!" Dake grinned. I slapped him across the arm, playfully.
"Making me sound so desperate? Meanie Dake!" I childishly stuck my tongue out.
"Is it alright if we leave you Elise?" I asked. She nodded, a little dumbfound.
"Great! See you later!" I waved to her. Dake and I walked off.
. . . . .
We sat at the cafe.
"So, bothering another girl? Stop chasing girls in the disgusting way you do!" I sat across from Dake. I was leaned back in my chair. Calculating mastermind style: legs crossed, arms relaxed, and face expressionless.
"Crazyyy..." He whined.
"Dakeeeeeeeee!" I imitated him as well. The mood was tense. We went from laughing to... this!
"But you know me!" He whined.
"Such a stalker..." I shook my head. Face annoyed, same position.
"Oh. Is it that disgusting pervert?" Castiel dropped a fist on his head.
"Oh... You." Dake narrowed his eyes. Castiel spotted me.
"Torturing another victim?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I came here of my own free will." I glanced back and forth.
"Dake. What did you do this time?" I looked over at Dake.
"Nothing! I'm serious!" Dake insisted.
"Urgh! Whatever." I rolled my eyes, and looked away. My position stayed the same. It was cocky, arrogant, and confident. The best position for anyone.
"Crazy!" Dake whined.
"I'll call Mar if you continue this!" My head snapped to face him.
"CRAZYY!" He whined, a little louder.
"Dake... This is a warning. I know the number. The. Number." I repeated. Dake looked frightened. Castiel looked a little confused.
"The. Number. This can't continue. If you continue working this... Magic... You're going to get in serious trouble. Dake. You know what happened last time." I warned.
"What happened last time?" Castiel asked. Dake whimpered.
"Not that!" He whined.
"Dake." I warned.
"I don't want to loose my cats again!" Dake cried out. He was a huge cat lover. He had a crazy amount of cats.
"You still got to keep Gemma! Gemma! That's already pretty good!" I added.
"Yes, but still! My cats!" Dake sank into his chair, whimpering.
He suddenly sat up, and twirled a lock of my hair.
"You wouldn't dare do that, beautiful!" He winked. Trying to seduce me. He hid his passion for cats, but his passion won this time.
"I'm calling." I turned on my phone.
"No!" He stood up, pulling the phone out of my hands. I laughed like crazy.
"You're really mentally insane." Dake looked at my face.
"My nickname is Crazy for a reason!" I hummed pleasantly.
"But I already sent a text to your father. So it's too late anyways." I smiled, the devil dancing around me.
"Andrea..." Dake looked upset. Then he regained his usual attitude.
"So rude. I'm leaving. If you need me, you know what number to call. And it's not my father's number." He huffed, and walked away, tossing my phone in my directions.
"Scaredy cat!" I hissed, catching my phone without even looking.
"Nice catch." Castiel commented.
"I'm sorry about Dake. Can you explain what happened with Dake. You seem to have a grudge against him, and I'm sure it's for good reason. So could you explain what he did?" I asked Castiel.
"How do you even know him?" Castiel asked, suspicious.
"Childhood friends. Our fathers are tight. Very close, so we grew up around each other. Our mothers were also incredibly tight. We lived very close to him." I explained. "He knows me very well. Crazy was one of my childhoods nicknames. I used to be the craziest kid around."