A/N: The intermission is meant to say that something about the story is going to change. It could be the mood, point of view (etc). I originally wanted it to be an individual chapter, but decided against it. Anyway, here is the chapter.

Intermission: Friendship

Songs:

Join Me In Death by: H.I.M.

Confession by: Cold

Change: Point of view

It was a bright sunlit day. Daniel and Ivy were walking the steps of their high school, the last few steps for the high school seniors. Daniel was ready for college, and whatever else was to come. Ivy felt uncomfortable with her new life. She had an itch for the old life, which held excitement, adventure, and love. Now she was locked behind the confined bars of the rich and spoiled. She enjoyed being with Daniel, whose birth name was Danielle, but had the nickname Daniel. It seemed as if life had become dull, boring. She wanted to spice it up, but how?

"Ivy," Daniel asked," are you ready for the dance?"

"Hmm, Oh, I'm sorry. What were you talking about?"

"The upcoming prom, are you ready for it?"

"Oh, I don't think I'm going to go." Ivy said. Daniel had a disappointed look on her face.

"Aw. Why not?" Daniel asked imploringly.

Daniel tried her best to keep Ivy entertained. She knew nothing of her previous life, or existence. So, she figured that she'd be a great host by keeping Ivy happy beyond belief. Only recently has Ivy shown that she was getting bored. She had only been in her life for less than a year, but it has felt like it has been a lot longer.

"You're not bored with me already. Are you?"

"No, no. It's not. I'm just," Ivy trailed off in temporarily in thought. She began to wonder about her new life, her new existence. It was nothing like her infamous icon that she had read about. Ivy she called herself back then. She read about how this girl had torn a family apart, and died falling out of a window. She wanted to be similar to her. She wanted to be her.

"Then what is it?" Daniel asked curiously.

"It's just; I don't have any money to go. Plus, I'm not sure if your friends want me around. So, it's best that I don't go."

"Hm," Daniel thought to herself for a minute. "Okay, if you're absolutely sure you don't want to go. I just don't want you to get to bored."

"Don't worry about me. You go and have fun; I'll find something to do." Ivy said.

"Okay," Daniel said smiling slightly. She hugged Ivy and took off to class. Ivy watched her best friend until she was out of sight. Ivy slowly walked backwards, and took off. She decided to skip class and do something that would make jaws drop.

Daniel sat in her history class. The same history class she shared with her crush. He was a Goth., a complete Goth. He had the entire high school questioning and frightened of him, but that just made him more appealing to her. She didn't know his real name; she only knew his nickname, Damien. He had long black hair that had a dark blue streak in it. He always wore some kind of a chain or spiked jewelry. Although the school would take them, he still tried to get away with it. He usually wore nothing but a black shirt and black jeans.

Although the school never approved his appearance, and forbade him to wear makeup, he was still the smartest in all his classes. She would always stare at him during the lectures, which resulted in her c grade. One of these days, she was going to tell him how she felt. She just wasn't sure how, or when. She was petrified that he wouldn't like her because she wasn't Goth.

Ivy walked the streets of her new town. She walked out of the rich neighborhood and into the poor side; the side where all the action would be at. She walked for a little ways, and then she came across an 'XXX' place. She looked at the run down building and smiled. She knew what she was going to do to make her life exciting. She walked into the store and got started on changing her life.

The bell rang and Daniel nearly jumped out of her seat. She looked back down at her notebook. She had written a few poems, and doodled a little. She smacked her forehead; she was going to fail the finals. She knew it, but couldn't do much about it now. She closed her red notebook and placed it inside her bag. She stood up when Damien came up and said 'hi'. His deep voice and his lovely dark eyes almost sent her into shock.

"Hi," she muttered in response.

"Your not afraid of me, are you?" He asked.

"Um...no. Why would you say that?" She asked nervously. She hoped her voice didn't prove how nervous she was.

Damien smiled and chuckled slightly. He was taller than her by a foot or two. "Well, our teacher says you might need some tutoring. Um...I could help you, if you don't mind that is."

"Oh, of course not, when are you available?" She asked, sounding a little more comfortable.

"Well, I'm free after school, if that's okay with you?" He said, looking at her kindly.

"Sure." Was the only thing she could mutter out.

Damien smiled and nodded," After school then." He walked towards the classroom door, and grabbed a hold of the knob. He turned to look back at Daniel. "In the library, okay?" Daniel nodded and watched him leave.

She smiled as soon as the shock wore off. She muttered "yes" to herself and smiled. Daniel quickly walked out of the classroom, smiling to herself. She wouldn't have to secretly stalk him so much now.