Hey guys! I'm back again, sorry I didn't update I had a doctor's appointment, AND I had to get 6 shots! Ick…. I had to get 2 because the ones they used when I was 12 didn't work, then I needed 3 'cause I turned 16, and 1 for flu crap. And then when I left there, they gave me the wrong shots, and they gave me one's for newborn babies, so now I am in the hospital, typing this on Michael's laptop… Fun? Nope, I really don't feel good. So after this chapter it might be a couple days, because I want to heal. I'm just really hoping I don't die, because then I told Michael to finish the story, and I am scared of that…. But yeah.

But how are you guys doing? Better than me? Okay I just posted my OC story Saturday, so check that out, check out the poll, the outfits from previous outfits. Do any of you have Polovyre accounts? (did I spell it correct?) Follow mine pleasseee! Just go to my profile, click on one of the outfits, and you will get to my account. Who was smiling and cheering after Demi Lovato walked away with 2 awards on Sunday! *hands raised.* YAY! Demetria is back, baby! Okay I am back with this, and you won't believe some stuff! Yay!, so here we go!

Fabian's Point of View:

"Soooo….. how ya doing?" Nina creepishly smiled at me playing with my shirt.

"Gooodd…" I scooted backwards away from her, but that caused me to fall off her bed.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah." I got back up onto her bed.

"Good, so did I tell you that you are hot?" she asked.

"Yup, I think so."

"YOU ARE REALLY HAWTTTT!"

"Thanks?" I kinda blushed.

"Yup, so what is your favorite color?"

"Nina, I-" I started.

"OH MY GOSH! That is weird, because my favorite color is Fabian!"

She hugged me tightly, and I doubt she was going to let go soon.

"Um, Neens?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"Wanna play a guessing game?"

She let go instantly, and sat up, looking me right in the eye.

"YESH! Oh, and Fabey, call me your Sexy Babe Neenzy."

"Uh, I think I will call you Nina, because I love your name so much."

"Really?" she asked.

I wasn't a lie, I did love her name, I just feel weird that I am telling her this when she is crazy, and drunk…

"Yes, of course."

"Awww, now can we play that game?"

"Yes."

"So how do we play?"

"Easy. I ask you a question about myself and you answer, and if you get it correct, then I will kiss you on the cheek."

"Okay, so go."

"What is my middle name?"

"Brad."

"Correct?" I said, placing a simple kiss on her cheek.

How did she get that correct? I thought she was drunk on crazy medicine and alcohol?

"Yay!"

Nina's Point of View:

Haha, this prank is like the BEST! Okay, so if you don't know exactly what I am talking about, Amber dared me to try to seduce Fabian, but I didn't think it would really work, so I decided to act a little weird. So this act is long going. Who knows when it will break?

"So how do we play?" I asked inncocently, I had to act like I was crazy while being smart.

"Easy. I ask you a question about myself and you answer, and if you get it correct, then I will kiss you on the cheek." He replied, with a smirk, I think he thinks that he won't have to kiss me because he thinks I'm crazy.

"Okay, so go."

"What is my middle name?" he asked, he was still smirking.

"Brad." I quickly answered, then I realized I could give away my crazy cover by that.

Dang.

"Correct?" He kissed my cheek, I beamed, trying to continue my crazy stupidity.

"Yay!"

"Okay, so now do I ask you?"

"Okay, I was just going to do it with me asking questions because you are so 'special' but sure!" He explained.

I feel happy and insulted…

"Okay, what is my favorite color?" I asked him, it's time to start revealing my prank.

"Me." He replied, closing his eyes, inching his cheek closer to my lips.

"Nope, yellow." I smiled.

"You just said a couple minutes ago that I was your favorite color?"

"No I didn't, I said I am feeling sick."

"Nina?"

"What?"

"Are you back?" he asked, his eyes widened.

"I was never gone." I smirked.

"Yes, you were at least your mind was." He gasped, hugging me.

"It was a prank, Fabes." I tried to breathe between Fabian's tight grasp and my laughing.

"Um, what?"

And here I start my tale…

Okay, sorry this was short, but my chapter, was exactly 800 words, so I'm sorry it might be a while but I know, I have to get better, and they are deciding right now if I need surgery to remove the dose… I'm really hoping I don't die, I probably won't but I will write an Author's Note when I'm my death bed while I am I will give Michael my FF password. (mistake…) and he will finish (mistake) I am just saying, if I do (I prob won't) if Michael asks if I told you anything I wanted and I want him to read my notes of ideas in my dresser drawer, and I want to be buried in my dance team jacket, my Wendy costume, and my tap shoes. Don't ask why...

I love ya all!

~GZB~

P.S. I doubt I will die so don't worry I just might get really sick.

P.P.S. Michael is still staring at me weirdly….

P.P.P.S. I'm aching.

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