Hey. I didn't get a lot of reviews the last time, which made me really sad. I NEED SUPPORT PLEASE! And sorry I can't update that quickly. I just recently finished my research paper and plus I've been busy with my classes, the violin, and sports. Anyways, the story is called half-demon, somewhat based off of Inuyasha. READ AND REVIEW PLZZZ! ENJOY =)

(I don't own TDI OR INUYASHA)

Chapter Two: Random Blood.

Recently, I've just moved into this pathetic town called Wayne Hills. I guess living here is okay. There's a lot of drama, but it's alright. As soon as I went to school, I immediately had a reputation of being the "hottest bad-boy." Every single girl that passes by me in school comes up to me and asks me out. As a result, I have at least seven dates a week, one for every single day. A like me guy can get use to this attention, but it's been getting annoying for the past couple of days. This week, I got to go out with Lindsay. She's one of the hottest girls in my whole class, but at the same time, she's the dumbest one too. It's really annoying me that I can't make out or even kiss her. Seriously, I heard that she was the best kisser, but I can't even land one on her. Something or someone is stopping me which is going to end bad if it doesn't stop.

"Duncan!" Lindsay laughed. "Wanna make out?"

"Sure," I answered back. I leaned over to her face and puckered my lips towards her. My tongue was ready for some action, but something inside me stopped myself from ever touching her strawberry flavored lips. Yum!

"What's wrong?" She dumbly tilted her head and seductively said, "You can't kiss me?"

"Sorry," I heard someone's voice yell from across the room, so, being Duncan, I eavesdropped in quickly.

"Stop sleeping!" The teacher yelled at the student.

"I can sleep if I want to!" A girl's voice yelled back. "I'm passing your class anyways."

"True," the teacher plainly answered, "But you are setting a back example for the other students in class especially the freshmen."

"I don't care," the girl laughed, "I don't care if they fail, as long as I pass with an A."

"Whatever," the teacher left the girl alone and continued to teach the class.

"Why are you eavesdropping? Isn't that like bad?" Lindsay asked.

"Oh well," I rolled my eyes, "Where were we?"

"Duncan," Lindsay sincerely said, "I don't think you like me that much."

"I do!" I answered. "Why wouldn't I? You're the hottest girl that I have ever dated and you're nice, friendly, and sweet."

"I'm not that stupid," I laughed at that phrase inside my head. Lindsay is practically the stupidest one in this whole class. "You like the Courtney girl, don't you?"

"…..that uptight loser?" I snorted at the comment I made. "She's sickens me."

"I'm breaking up with you," Lindsay randomly replied. "You should really go out with Candice."

"It's Courtney," I dryly said, "And why?"

"Because I know you want to," Lindsay smiled. That was really hot by the way! "Even though she's creepy and has no real good friends, I think you should go out with her. Remember that one time in class the other day. You were so worried about her…"

"Yeah but still," I stuttered. "She doesn't have any friends. Isn't that a little creepy?"

"Yeah," Lindsay retorted, "But people don't hate her. People are just too scared to be her friend."

"Scared?" I asked. "Why would anyone be scared of princess?"

"Princess that's cute," Lindsay giggled. "Oh right you weren't here when that happened."

"What happened?" I wondered.

"Well, this "event" happens every year since kindergarten during the holiday of Halloween," Lindsay sighed. "Casey would have random blood coming down from her mouth at exactly 11:11. It's really scary. One day I asked her why it happened, and she didn't have a clue. Weird, huh?"

"I guess it is," I sighed back, "You need to get to class, so I'll see you later then?"

Lindsay waved good-bye to me as another girl tapped me from behind. I bet you, just like the rest of them, that she's going to ask me out because I recently just broke up with Lindsay. I turned around and caught a glimpse of her. She had black skinny jeans on and grey flats. I tilted my head upwards and glanced at her preppy clothing. She had a white long-sleeved collared shirt on and a gray sweater on top of it. Her skin was kind of tan-ish. I looked upwards to see that her hands were crossed, and that her face was in a pissed off mood. Her eyes were tainted with black-onyx fury.

"Do you believe her?" she had a nervous look to her face afterwards.

"Why?" I smirked, "Are you scared that I won't be your friend?"

"It's not like that," she huffed. "It's just because. . ."

"I do believe it," I interrupted her sentence, "But it's cool."

"Really?" she smiled and frowned. "I mean that story is true . . . oh I mean, shut up you ogre." She turned away and blushed. "I hate you."

"You really don't," I laughed. "You just want a friend, don't you?"

"Friends?" She flicked her hair and snorted. "Who needs them?"

"I think you do," I answered. "Darling, I know that you want one."

"Ummmm …" she sat down beside me. "I've always wanted one, but I just can't have one."

"Why?" I questioned. "Is it because of the blood thing?"

"Yes and no," she asserted. "It's because if people knew the real me, they wouldn't want to be friends with me. It's really complicated to tell."

"Well, I'm here to listen," I smiled. "We have all the time in the world."

"You can't tell this to anyone, okay?" she anxiously said.

"Yeah okay," I plainly said. "You can trust me."

"Trust?" she frowned after saying it. "Whatever. You won't believe anything I'm gonna tell you in the next second."

"Try me," I got impatient.

"Basically, I-I'm a half demon," she said with a poker face, "I'm a half demon for most of the time until the full moon comes. Then, I become fully human."

"What??" now I think this girl's on crack, "How can you be a half demon. You don't even have the traits to be one?"

"Well just look at my ears," she took of her hat and pointed at them, "They are fuzzy, gray, and dog-like. Does this prove it for you?"

I looked at her ears in astonishment, "I think that, that's amazing. Seriously, how do you have no friends when you're so interesting?"

"Because I'm afraid that people are scared of me if they see all of this. Plus, this isn't the only thing that happens when you're a half demon, half human." She explained, "It's more complicated."

Duncan: Haha, you kissed me two times during the TDI showdown, babe.

Courtney: You're not even my type.

Duncan: Well, I said that you sicken me.

Courtney: Ahhh! Duncan you are so vile.

Duncan: Memories =)

Courtney: What memories?

Duncan: Never mind. Oh we got mail today and it seems like that you're going to Juilliard.

Courtney: Let me see the mail.

Duncan: Okay, but on one condition.

Courtney: No Duncan! No! I'm not gonna make out with you.

Duncan: Who said that I even wanted to make out with you. I just wanted you to admit that you like me and that you can't resist me.

Courtney: Loser.

Bridgette: They are so getting married.

Harold: Review her story please.

Courtney: Harold!

Harold: Oh shit.

Geoff: Review dudes and dudettes, oh party at my house at eight!

Duncan: We are so gonna get crunk!

Courtney: Oh no, not me!

Duncan: What happened to your crazy side?

Courtney: I'm gonna run for office one day, remember?

Duncan: Whatever babe.

Courtney: Ugh you ogre! Review! And I so don't like you Duncan!