Sorry it took me longer than I wanted to, to update. This week has been crazy. Also, I know my chapters are short, but I promise to make them longer.

Chapter 11

I finally settled on something to wear, black skinny jeans, a red halter top, and a black leather jacket.

The movie theaters in Dullsville did not have metal detectors, nor did they check your bags, so in my purse, I had my mace, and in my pocket was a small switch blade. In case Jagger was a psycho, at least I had some way of protecting myself. The fact that I was a good fighter helped too.

I called Jodie to tell her that I would be going out. She told me to be back at 1:00 am. What did she think I would be doing? Driving across the country? It was only 7:30 pm when I called her.

At 8 o'clock sharp, I heard a car pull up in front of my house. It was a vintage hearse. What's up with people and things having to do with death? I am not getting in that.

"Hi," he said to me as I came outside.

"We're taking my car," I told him as I started walking towards my garage.

"Whatever makes you happy," he said with a sly smile on his face.

I stopped and turned to face him. "Nothing makes me happy," I growled. Then I kept walking.

When we got to my car, I threw him my keys, "You drive." I really don't feel like driving. Since he wants to make me happy so much, he won't mind., I thought. He looked at me, then I got in on the passenger side.

When he got in and started the car, he asked me, "Why do you want me to drive your car?"

"Ugh, because, I don't feel like driving," I replied.

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When we got to the movie theater, there was hardly anyone there, but the few people that were there, stared at us like we were freaks. Jagger got us tickets to see the movie Midnight.

We got popcorn and drinks, then went into the theater. Apparently this movie is not very popular because besides us there were only two other people. The other people were sitting is the front, to the left, so we sat in the back, to the right.

The movie was about vampires, of course. In the middle of the movie, Jagger put his arm around me. He is very cold. I looked at him, then totally random, out of no where, he kissed me. If he wasn't such a good kisser, I would have slapped him and called him some not so nice names.

As the kiss dragged on, neither one of us pulled back. I was happy. Jagger is the first person in a long time to make me happy. As we finally pulled away from the kiss, I could fell myself blushing, and there was a big, goofy smile on my face.

I've never been so happy.

Oh. My. Goth.

I have a crush on Jagger Maxwell. I guess I didn't need my switch blade.