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AN: I've found that I can actually update often if I don't write each chappie as a page long...so I'm sorry to announce that my chappies from now on will be mildly short but still hold the same quality as before, hopefully...and for some reason my comp won't let me open microsoft word so pellcheck is out of the question for the following peices of this literary puzzle...
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"You know what? You are the only person in this entire world who can push me to the point of psycotic behavior," Z seethed as she slammed the door of her room behind herself and Sky. Sky just pushed his hands into his pockets before walking to the bed and flopping himself onto it.
Crossing his arms behind his back Sky replied sarcastically, "How would you know? Have you met everyone in the world?"
Z pushed her hip against her dresser and glared daggers at Sky, now was not a time for jokes. "Why are you here?" Z questioned with suspision.
Pushing himself from the bed Sky sat up right and stared intently at the brunette infront of him. Soffing slightly Sky stood up and walked to Z and whispered, " To dance."
"Elizabeth! Schuyler! Dinner is ready!" Mr. Delgado's gruff voice called from the kitchen.
"Be down in a minute!" Z shouted back as she pushed the tal blonde away from her. "If this is some freaky trick, you better watch your step," Z challenged while walking out the door and down the steps.
"I love a challenge," Sky muttered with a cocky grin before following Z and joinig the others for dinner.
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"I come bearing refreshments," Sky said cheerily, setting the two bottles of water upon the picnic table where he and Z decided to met before his dance lesson. She responded by rolling her chocolate brown eyes skyward. "What? Is water not good enough for Elizabeth blah blah Delgado?" He asked with a knowing smirk. Z scowled and fought the urge to slap him then and there. With an air of hostility, Z rose from her seat and proceeded to walk away from the table.
Watching her retreating form, Sky felt an unfamiliar pang of helplessness. No one, save for Coach Doggie, had ever dared walk away from him. He was Sky Tate- wealthy, talented, athletic, and good looking. How was it that this tiny slip of a girl managed to stand up to him without fearing the consequences? Oh right..it was her unbounded loyalty to her 'brother', Jack.
"Z!" He shouted, hoping to capture her attention. She turned around to look at him, her eyebrows raised in apparent impatience. "Wait. Don't go. I really need your help. Just... Please stay?" He added with a ping of emotion. He hoped that showing some vulnerability would elicit a response from the girl who called herself his enemy's best friend.
Letting out an agitated sigh, she walked back. "Tate," she said forcefully, her index finger pointed at his face. "I'm risking a lot by helping you. You've known that since day one. If this arrangement is going to stay intact, we're going to have to lay out some ground rules." He simply nodded, waiting for her to continue. "One, no more snide comments. I am doing a lot that could put my butt on the line just to help you, so I'd appreciate it if you would please treat me with some respect." She paused a moment, in an effort to recapture her breath. "Two, never and I mean never interfere with my brothers life. I know we went over this already, but I'm not sure it got through you thick head the first time around." He nodded slowly. He wasn't sure he'd be able to keep that promise. "And third.If you insist on brining me with beverages, at least bring something caffeinated. We do meet early in the morning."
Sky just nodded again as he smiled. If you got past the wit and attitude Z could be funny at times. He gulped down the water before grabbing his keys and drove to the dance studio, giving Z a lift seeing as she hadn't recieved her driver's lisence yet.
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Yeah I know...this was really bad...and not my best work...I'm sorry for the extremely long wit...if you don't read it I understand...but if you do...be kind...
