Hey, sorry again for the delay. Damn friends.just too fun these days.
Anyway, I made her faint again for a reason, just don't know it yet. I'm
sure it will come to me sooner or later. ( Okay, I'm currently suffering
from serious writer's block, so if you feel you could improve my story,
your ideas are welcome. I'll make sure to deliver the necessary credits.
All right, here goes.
Disclaimer: Yea, yea. You know the deal.
From what I've gathered, Johnny waited for me for ten minutes trying to revive me. Obviously he succeeded, or I wouldn't be talking. Since we weren't ready to go home for fear of my mom catching me up and out this late, we went to Mara's house, because we knew she didn't give a damn if we hung out unsolicited.(A/N: don't you just love the thesaurus! That means uninvited. Sorry for the nerdiness.)
On the way up Mara's steps, I was wondering if I really wanted to spend the night over there. The last time I had spent too much time hanging out with her, I made the stupid mistake of making out with one of her eighteen year old friends. Can you say illegal?
We didn't even bother knocking on the door; it was Mara's house. Then more than now I wished I would have knocked. Mara had a guy, on the floor, in the middle of the living room. No, they weren't doing anything too bad, but it was something that I wasn't in the mood for.
I had been grounded by my mother, picked on by Dally, almost killed by a robber, and now I walk into the place I'm supposed to sleep to find two stupid teenagers getting ready to go at it. I cleared my throat to try and let them know that there was someone else in the room, but that didn't work. I was about to do again, but then I noticed that the guy looked strangely familiar. I stood in silence trying to remember where I had seen him. Though, I think Johnny caught me staring strongly at the kiss, so he said rather loudly, "C'mon you kids, what has gotten into you? We turn our backs for a second and you can't keep your hands to yourself. What are we going to do with you?"
Mara and Mr. Mystery broke apart, so I got a closer look at his face, but I still couldn't figure out who he was. Mara had a specific look in her eyes, and I knew I was going to be paying for what I did later, but until then I was going to refuse to care. "What are you two doing here," she asked tiredly. "We're crashing here tonight. Point us to an empty room." I spoke with a voice that gave off that I didn't want to be messed with, so taking a hint, Mara pointed to the door at the end of the hallway.
Johnny and I made our way down the hall. Before I stepped into the room, I looked back to see Mara and her latest victim tongue wrestling again. That was when I saw him do this weird little trick with his tongue where he licks the side of your lip.
"Topper! I was wondering when I would see you again!" Johnny looked over at me puzzled.
"Hey, Killa. Long time no see," he replied.
All right, peeps. Another cliff hanger, but I promise to update within the next few days so don't hate me. Oh, and hey, fall victim to my pressure and press the review button. It'll tell what to do from there. ( And if any of my cousin's friends are reading this, anything I do wrong is her fault as a result of her awful influence! ;) And to the certain individual who happens to call me along with many others, 'Killa', you're a pedophile and you freak me out. Lol. J/k
Until next time,
StillStayingGold.
Disclaimer: Yea, yea. You know the deal.
From what I've gathered, Johnny waited for me for ten minutes trying to revive me. Obviously he succeeded, or I wouldn't be talking. Since we weren't ready to go home for fear of my mom catching me up and out this late, we went to Mara's house, because we knew she didn't give a damn if we hung out unsolicited.(A/N: don't you just love the thesaurus! That means uninvited. Sorry for the nerdiness.)
On the way up Mara's steps, I was wondering if I really wanted to spend the night over there. The last time I had spent too much time hanging out with her, I made the stupid mistake of making out with one of her eighteen year old friends. Can you say illegal?
We didn't even bother knocking on the door; it was Mara's house. Then more than now I wished I would have knocked. Mara had a guy, on the floor, in the middle of the living room. No, they weren't doing anything too bad, but it was something that I wasn't in the mood for.
I had been grounded by my mother, picked on by Dally, almost killed by a robber, and now I walk into the place I'm supposed to sleep to find two stupid teenagers getting ready to go at it. I cleared my throat to try and let them know that there was someone else in the room, but that didn't work. I was about to do again, but then I noticed that the guy looked strangely familiar. I stood in silence trying to remember where I had seen him. Though, I think Johnny caught me staring strongly at the kiss, so he said rather loudly, "C'mon you kids, what has gotten into you? We turn our backs for a second and you can't keep your hands to yourself. What are we going to do with you?"
Mara and Mr. Mystery broke apart, so I got a closer look at his face, but I still couldn't figure out who he was. Mara had a specific look in her eyes, and I knew I was going to be paying for what I did later, but until then I was going to refuse to care. "What are you two doing here," she asked tiredly. "We're crashing here tonight. Point us to an empty room." I spoke with a voice that gave off that I didn't want to be messed with, so taking a hint, Mara pointed to the door at the end of the hallway.
Johnny and I made our way down the hall. Before I stepped into the room, I looked back to see Mara and her latest victim tongue wrestling again. That was when I saw him do this weird little trick with his tongue where he licks the side of your lip.
"Topper! I was wondering when I would see you again!" Johnny looked over at me puzzled.
"Hey, Killa. Long time no see," he replied.
All right, peeps. Another cliff hanger, but I promise to update within the next few days so don't hate me. Oh, and hey, fall victim to my pressure and press the review button. It'll tell what to do from there. ( And if any of my cousin's friends are reading this, anything I do wrong is her fault as a result of her awful influence! ;) And to the certain individual who happens to call me along with many others, 'Killa', you're a pedophile and you freak me out. Lol. J/k
Until next time,
StillStayingGold.