Hey lovelies! So I will pick names today and the first name I pick will be in the next chapter.
So keep it here. I'm sorry if your name isn't picked, I'm actually picking it at random.
Important! And guys, I'm going with the original plan where he will kill her at 18 okay not 17.
Also someone asked if I could try to make the chapters longer.
No problem, I'll try to.
Anywhooooooo, on with the show.
I talk too much! ;)
"What do you mean, you know everything about me?" She asked.
"I mean I know everything about you." He smirked.
'He's trying to be a smartass, Ally.' She thought.
"I'm not trying to be a smartass, I just know everything about my new…. Project." He emphasized on 'project'.
As if she was his 'project' for something else.
She watched him with curious eyes.
"Your name is Allison Dawson, however you prefer people to call you Ally, cause your dad calls you that. Ever since freshman year, Gavin Young has flirted with you and tried to get in your panties, since you rarely wear pants. So I'm guessing you're a girly girl." He spoke as if he were reading from a textbook.
About her.
A biography.
She nervously shifted in her seat.
"You may have learned all of that stuff today since, I told you to call me Ally and you witnessed Gavin Young in the making."
He leaned into her with questioning eyes.
"Shall I go deeper" He whispered, his voice getting a little deeper, huskier.
She looked at him with nervous eyes, but nodded.
"You are the only child of Lester and Penny Dawson. Penny Dawson, died in a car accident when you were only 1 year old. Lester Dawson, owns the famous 'Sonic Boom' in the mall. He gains a lot of money from this, so you guys are basically rich. All your life you lived in a big house and you were spoiled rotten. Your best friends are Trish and Cassidy and the rest are just your friends. You've had a crush on Elliot Greene all of middle school and even today. You're a straight A student and you hope to go to college someday…." He stopped there as if he contemplated something.
Yet he turned back to her with his usual smirk.
"Wow, did you study a book on me or something." She chuckled nervously expecting him to laugh with her.
Yet he just looked at her with cold, dead eyes, and his mouth in a straight smile.
She stopped and turned back to her notebook.
"So you don't need any more information on me, you just need to write a physical description and you're good to go." She smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
He just rolled his eyes.
"I need to learn about you now." She said timidly drawing little swirls on the corner of her page.
"My name is Austin."
'Wow, so descriptive.' She thought, if she said it out loud she'll probably get murdered.
"Umm, I'm gonna need a little more than that." She said.
"My last name is Moon, I'm 19 and I live alone." He said in a monotone voice.
"Okay, so we're making progress. Where are your parents?" she asked writing the little bit of information he gave.
"Don't know. Don't care." He said in the same tone.
"Austin you shouldn't talk about your parents like that, they gave you life." Ally said in a motherly tone.
"Honestly, I really don't give two shits what my parents are doing. I rarely saw them growing up. They are probably in hell right now." He said chuckling at his own joke.
Ally let out a sigh. He really was rude.
"Ahem. So what do you do for fun?"
"Really, you're writing a paper worth ¼ of your grade and you're asking me what I do for fun."
"Yes, it's a pretty good question." Ally said.
"I play with Barbie dolls."
"Come on, please be serious about this. I really need to get a good grade. And you do too." She sighed.
"I play billiards."(1) He said in a quiet, monotone voice.
"Thank you." She sighed, neatly writing it in her notebook.
"Have you ever had a relationship or girlfriend or or boyfriend. I'm not judging. I-I mean if you're into that stuff its cool- al-although I'm not saying that you're into guys but-"
"Would you shut the fuck up!" he snapped.
"Sorry" she sheepishly smiled.
He rolled his eyes.
"Umm… but really though." She said.
"I'm straight, first of all, and Yes I have had a girlfriend. But I called it off."
"Why?" she was intrigued.
" Because, Dr. Phil, I was tired of being tied down to one bitch."
She scoffed at his rudeness.
Her phone then lit up, and she then noticed the time.
"Omg! I have to get home! My dad's gonna be mad."
He rolled her eyes at her childish behavior.
She was about to leave when she remembered…
"Umm…. I need to get home and my house is not in walking distance and-"
"And you wanna give you a ride home." He replied.
"If that's okay I'll j-just ask T-Trish to get me." She added.
"I'll give you a ride if you shut the fuck up."
She mimickly zipped her lips. (2)
He rolled his eyes for the hundredth time.
'Wow, either he has an eye problem or he really doesn't like me' she thought.
She took the same route down back to his motorcycle.
He revved up the engine and waited for her to get on.
She couldn't go through a next awkward half an hour with this guy.
"Time is precious, red lace." He hollered over the loud motor.
"You know. Maybe I should just call either Trish or Cass."
"Would you stop being a pussy and get on, already." (3)
"No need for the language." She muttered jumping on his motorcycle. (4)
An awkward half an hour later, they approached her house. No car was in the driveway so her dad wasn't home.
She immediately hopped off and stood on the side.
"I was right when I said you were a spoilt ass bitch." He muttered, taking in her huge house.
"Thanks for giving me a ride." (5)
She walked up her stony passageway and opened her front door. She peeped outside to see he was still there, as if he sensed she was looking.
She backed away from her door. She heard a loud revv of the engine so she knew he drove away.
She suddenly shivered, she wondered why she was so cold.
It was then she realised something.
She forgot her jacket at the demon's house.
Hey guys! I hope this was long enough.
I just realized there was a lot of talking in this chapter. Oh well!
I couldn't take credit for this line it was in a next story. I forgot the name. (1)
Is that even a word (2)
That's what she said (3)
That's what she said (4)
That's what she said (5)
I'm full of those today.
I talk too much ;)