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*The Dare*

[Marlene's POV]

Where am I? I open my eyes to see that I am in someone else's home. A tree maybe? At this point I don't know...and frankley I don't care. I take a look around this small home and it seems...alright. In the corner is a bunch of guitars including a spanish one which I would normally go gaga over but not right now. Another thing that I notice is that the room is full of mirrors. Who ever lives here is very conceded...from all the mirrors it looks as though who ever lives here likes to look at himself even more than Julien. Shocking.

I lift myself of the ground and look around to see if the owner is around when I hear a hispanic man's voice. "Soo...you're finally awake Senorita. May I ask why you were running out in the rain dressed like a prostitute?" he said it so boredly. I turn around to face this extremly rude man to see a male otter that, anyother time I would have thought was handsome, looked like a pervert. Ha had sounded so dissapointed in me, but his eyes were trailing my figure up and down-hungrily. His gaze made a shiver spread thoughout my spine.

"Hypocrite! You act as though I'm disgraceful dressed like this but your eyes are roaming me like a pervert. Creep!" I stomp around his house looking for an exit.

"Not so fast Senorita!" he quickly grabbed my arm, stopping me from findind a way out if this place. "I still want to know why you, mi bonita, was running around in the rain crying." When he said mi bonita another shiver ran though my spine. First he calls me a prostitute and then 'his pretty'.

"First of all I'm not you anything! Second my name is Marlene! You know mi llamo Marlene! And third if you really want to know why I was out it's because some jerk shattered my heart into a million pieces!" I had roared the last part hoping that this guy would get that I didn't like him and let me leave.

"Mi llamo Antonio. I am the unfortunate handsome otter batchler of Central Park. Senorita Marlene Explain from the beginning what happened and then I'll let you go." He sounded stern and cold at the same time.

"Fine." Its not like I have a chioce right now, is it? So I tell him what had happened. About how Skipper had asked my out and how happy I was. How the date went and then over hearing what he and the guys were saying. Finding out the date was a dare, yelling at all of them, and running away. Finding the shooting star in the sky and then jumping over the zoo walls. Then waking up here.

"Hmmm...well you must have pretty mad then if you 'saw' a shooting star then." Not the responce I expected.

"What do you mean?" He then gava me a look that said, 'are you an idiot.'

"Because Marlene" he said my name as though it were a disgusting disease, "you cannot see a star, shooting or not, if it is raining as hard as it was yesterday. You were so made that you were halucinating, mi bonita." He scoffed when he said 'mi bonita.' This guy is a jerk.

"Whatever. Now then let me go." I shake my arm trying to get the perv to let go, but his grip is ferm. I'm stuck!

"Wait one second, mi bonita! I would like to offer you my assistence." Antonio said it as though this should be the single greatest moment of my life. That I should greatful that he would wast a a moment of his life to help poor little me. Yeah right! "Really?" I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "And exactly why would you want in return?"

"Well..." he cups my chin with his hand and makes my look at him in the eyes. His eyes have a hungry and desperate look in them. They look...lustfull. The look alone sends shivers thoughout my skeletal system. "You are quite bonita, Senorita. And maybe I can help you find youself a real man. So you can become a Senora...mi esposa." His voice makes me grimace. I begin to get really mad. How dare this jerk ask me such a thing! So...kick him in the nuts!

"Oof!" He's now lying on the ground, clutching his privates. Serves the perv right!

"Or how about you do it because you genuinly feel concerned about me. Help me out. Then stay out of my life for good. With this plan you don't get your nuts pounded into a paste. Okay." He nodds and whimpers.

Once he recovers he tells me what he has in mind, and I have to say that it's not that bad a plan. I grin at him and he flinches, afraid of me. Good! Now I know that he won't try anything, but then again he doesn't look like he'd give up so easily either. I'll have to keep an eye on him. He may be a perverted jerk, but his plan has me feeling shall we say VicTorious.

How was that? R&R! Next chapter will include a song. If you wanna guess then be my guest. If you get it right I'll announce you name at the begining of the next chapter. Review please!