AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, since I have about five fanfictions going at the same time, I'm going to leave this one for a little, since I've been working on it heaps lately.
CUE DRAMA!
Juli sat on the edge of Marshall's bathtub, a bright red, fluffy towel wrapped around her as her hair dripped on the tiles, deep in thought. What could she do to get to her brother? Or, preferably, get him here? She ran ideas through her head as she readjusted her towel.
She stepped out of the bathroom and padded over to the closet after closing the bathroom door behind her. She sifted through the clothes he had to try and find something to wear. Hoping he had some skinny jeans short enough for her legs.
Suddenly, she heard him floating up the ladder, humming quietly. She couldn't let him see her in a towel! She looked around in a panic for a moment before she noticed the empty space in the closet in front of her. She dived in, sliding the door closed behind her, hoping her wouldn't look in.
He floated in, a searching look on his face. "Now, if I were a spunky Spanish chica, where would I hide my diary?" He muttered, sitting on his bed and pulling her bag towards him.
She stifled a squeak, cupping her hand over her mouth. He was looking through her things for her diary?! What the junk?!
He pulled it out after a few more moments, a notebook with a homemade cover, beads sown in a careful flower design and a little string loop around another larger bead holding it closed. He pulled the loop off, opening it and muttering to himself. "'Property of Juliana Carmelita Juanita Isabella Eleanora Estella Morlan. Read at your own risk.' Huh. She really is vicious, even if she refuses to admit it. Let's see… 'Fourteenth January. I wonder what I'd ever do if I met Marshall Lee. It's be like a dream come true, though. He's so different from any other person I've ever met or seen. He's unique in a lot of ways, and he flaunts it. Plus, of course, he's sooo cute! The dark hair, semi-careless style and that rich voice give me shivers. Not to even mention his singing! That boy has everything right about it, that's for sure.' What the…" He blinked stupidly.
Juli broke from her shock and exploded out of the closet. "How dare you?!" She roared. "How dare you paw through my stuff and read my diary?! What's wrong with you?!"
"J-juli?!" He shoved the diary and bag away from himself. "I, uh, I was just-"
"You were just completely destroying my trust and invading my privacy!" She yelled, cheeks going red. "You-you loco idiota cabezazo disimulado significa vampiro incompetente grosero!"
"Juli, I was just trying to find out who the heck you were talking about earlier. When you were telling me about your nameless crush, you just… lit up. You looked so freaking happy, and I couldn't stop wondering who it was to make you so happy just by you thinking about them." Marshall explained quietly.
Juli paused. "You happy now you've gone through my stuff when you could've just asked me? I don't even care about that," She lied, "That entry was forever ago, anyways. I'm more thinking about the fact that that diary has some very special and very private things in it, like my-my parents." Her voice caught in her throat for a moment, but she pushed away the emotion and instead focused on the bitter rage that was building up in her chest. "I… I can't stand another moment in here, with you!" She dived past him and scrabbled down the ladder. "I'm out of here!" She yelled, grabbing her bag as she went.
"Juli! You're being really irrational right now!" He exclaimed, following her and trying to catch hold of one of her arms.
She swatted him away, lashing out at his face. "Get away from me!"
One of her hands caught him in the side of the face, making him jump back for a moment, and that was all Juli needed to escape out the front door.
She ran out into the cave, eyes swimming with tears. "Déjame en paz, Marshall!" She yelled.
"Juli, don't do this." He said quietly. "Please don't do this." He held out a hand towards her.
"I said, leave me alone!" She screamed hysterically. "Don't touch me, or look at me, and go drown yourself while you're at it!"
"Juli, just calm down!" He tried again, but she took another step back.
"Get away from me! I ca-" She was cut off as she tripped over a rock, landing on her back, leg twisting awkwardly as she hit the ground.
Marshall jumped forwards to help her up, but she glared at him, giving a half-growl, half-sob. He stepped back, eyes wide.
"Juli, let me help you up." He said quietly, coming forwards again.
Her eyes flashed, and she rifled in her bag for a moment before coming up with a small can of pepper spray. "I'll use it!" She threatened, wielding it at his face.
He deflated slightly. "Alright. If you really want to go, I can't stop you." He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He backed away slowly from he, hands held out in front of him cautiously, and disappeared through his front door.
Juli watched carefully, getting up and picking up her bag before limping away, feeling the Vampire King's eyes drilling worriedly into her back.
She wobbled out of the cave and a few hundred metres away into the trees before she sat on a fallen tree, emotion surging through her body as the tears leaked from her eys, sobs wrenching themselves from her throat as she realised what had just happened.
Her mood was not helped by the fact that it was here that she also noticed that she was still wrapped in nothing but the fluffy red towel from Marshall Lee's bathroom.
