Alrighty, don't riot! I am back! Sorry it has taken me so long to update! I've been buried under school work…yeah, AP classes are so not cool. Ok…Here is the real Second Chappy!
Rogue walked into the den, followed by Drake. They walked over to the couch where they met two guys: Bobby and John. "Hey guys," she said as the approached.
Bobby and John turned around and did the guy wave thing. "Hey Rogue," said Bobby as she sat next to him. Drake stood standing.
John looked over at Drake then back to Rogue. "Who is she and why is she just standing there?"
"Oh, I'm sorry!" said Rogue as she jumped up and stood next to Drake. "Bobby, John, this is Drake. This is her first day here, so be nice." And with that, she sat back down next to her boyfriend.
"You can sit down next to me, I promise, I don't bite all the time," said John, looking up at her.
She walked over to the empty seat and sat down. She looked at Bobby and then at John. Not horrible looking, she thought. I might be able to survive here.
"Do you talk or do you just sit there?" asked John.
"John! I said be nice," replied Rogue, giving him a death glare. He nodded his head.
Drake smiled. "I do talk, just not often. Especially when I have nothing to say and when I don't really know you people. Don't want to make a fool of myself, now do I?"
Rogue smiled, John didn't. "Are you trying to be funny?"
"Me? Try to be funny? Never! It just comes naturally. Does being a total ass come natural for you?" she asked, smile still on her lips.
John rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe that he had only met Drake a little over two seconds ago and she was already making fun of him. "Who do you think you are?"
"Drake Pierce Shelton, and yourself?"
John's face went red. This chick is insane. Who the hell does she think that she is? He looked at her and her smile. It was mocking him, but unfortunately, he didn't have a good come-back. What is wrong with me? I'm losing it, he thought. He couldn't take it, so he got up and left.
"Congratulations," said Bobby, noticing John leave. "Not many people can get him to leave."
Drake nodded her head in understanding. She didn't want to sit there on the couch, she needed to walk around. "I think I'm going to explore on my own. I'll see you guys around," she said as she got up and headed out of the room. Once out in the hall, she started to look at the pictures up on the wall, not paying attention to where she was going, she ran into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry."
"No, it is all my fault," replied the person in a thick Cajun accent.
Alrighty, this chappy 'tis finished. Can you guess who the person is? You probably can. Oh, thanks to all those that replied to the earlier chaps. I'll add more A.S.A.P, I promise! Now, reply! Thanks! Mwuah!