26.
DAYS after going out into the wild Serena spilled every last drop of Caine's secrets for the big day. Or shall Devyn say Christmas for them, since they'll surprise everyone while Caine is attacking town. In the few minutes of bonding Serena and Devyn found out that they had more in common then they thought. They both obviously liked hurting people. So many times they would sketch out a machine, only to there amusement, imagining every single social worker or psychiatrist that ever tried to treat them, be decapitated, shot, hacked or sliced apart. They both admitted that this was way better then obsessing over old gossip.
And now with a whole stock of guns, chainsaws, and bows and arrows (Devyn's favorite non-gun weapon) they headed out to camp to get a head start for tomorrow. And Serena practically worshiped the ground Devyn walked on, since she had not one but two motorcycles.
In the distance Serena could see the tan sky over look the FAYZ with a certain serenity. It was beautiful, almost painted. She walked over to Devyn. They set up one of the most pathetic camps of al time. A tent and a fire. Pretty simple. To simple for Serena. But in the midst of all thing there was a feeling of pride in her.
"Hey Serena!" Devyn called. Serena shuffled her feet to Devyn and sat down on the rough ground.
"Yep" She replied while fiddling with a strand of hair.
"Stop playing with your hair, we're going to cut if off and dye it a different color!"
Serena's eyes went wide. Her hair? No. It's her HAIR Devyn's talking about. Lost in thought only one main one occurred. Drake love her hair. It was sorry and billowy. Falling in perfect waves. No, not her hair.
"Devyn, yea, um I can NOT do that." Serena stepped back from Devyn shaking her hands.
With a stern look on her face Devyn started to tower over her even though Serena was taller then her.
"Why not? Is it because of THAT guy? Why would you care, it'll grow back. And I thought you weren't a wuss, MY bad" And that's how it ended.
Serena jumped as if hit. Her hair spiraling backwards.
With a calmer attitude she asked weakly "How short?".
Serena hadn't expected to like her new hair. And truthfully, she didn't. In a similar style to Devyn's it was cropped short at the neck. Well, she couldn't complain because after all, Devyn is not hair professional. But either was it was defiantly something new. But now Devyn was searching frantically though her bag. It was a heart wrenching experience when Devyn took out the hair dye. It was a dark, deep red. And it looked like she was stained with blood when it was applied to her pale, silver hair. She missed it already. Now Devyn was leading her to a nearby creek to wash it out. The water was pleasantly cool to her face. But when her hair dried up, her scream might have waken up half or Perdido beach.
Back at camp and still half mad at Devyn for cutting off her hair Serena sat toasting her bones by the nearby camp fire, pouting.
"Oh god, get over it already Serena, we have a BIG BIG DAY tomorrow, and I'D prefer not to SKREW UP. Because quite frankly, this Caine guy doesn't seem to peachy."
Inside Serena's head there was a constant battle. Should I do what she tells me or should I do what is best for me. I don't know she said to her self….I don't know.
Hey last few chapters D:! never FEAR! There will be a sequel and and and.. I'm kind of looking for a editor! So ask me for and interview ;) (pm) SO R&R.. Serena with red hair= BLEH