hello there! i should probably note that uH these are not meant to be like, the REAL demi & selena, it's just meant to be an AU ! ofc, like, it's technically them but ayy dont sue me

Demi urged her again, giving a few looks of fear to the door in case her parents were about to burst through and grab her by the ear.

"Come on!"

"I am…!" Selena hushed her, squishing her eyelids together. Before she slid from the windowsill, she snatched the bag of Demi's clothes and belongings. Giving herself a slight pause to curse, she tensed up and slid off, into the bush below. Even during her less than a second fall, she screamed and covered her hands, ending up falling on her behind with a bit of cushion from moving her hands to her sides.

She let out a breath of relief and stood up, giving an angry glare to Demi. Demi smirked a bit, rolling her hand in a circle, "Good jump, I give it a six out of ten."

"Ugh," Selena rubbed the bottom portion of her back, squelching her face in pain. "You're so rude."

"Coming from you," Demi teased, placing both of her hands tightly against her hips, attitude fuming from herself. "Miss Locker-slammer."

"I thought we dropped that." Selena's face became eerily serious, some hurt mixed in - wait, hurt? Ugh, why did she have to be so complicated?

"I was just kidding!" Demi let out exasperatedly, moving her hands wildly, knocking the girl's earlobe accidentally.

Her pinkie-finger knocked against the pencil eraser that held in her earring accidentally, slicking it from the pierce and into the dew-brimmed grass below. Selena gasped, feeling her ear and then her neck, and then dropping to the grass to begin searching.

"No, no!" Selena cried hysterically, watching the pearl bead roll from the slightly-elevated grass to under the rickety porch and below.

Demi sighed lightly, shrugging absentmindedly, "Man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to knock it, but it's under the porch now―"

"Go get it!" Selena yelled, pointing to the lift-up border of the underside porch. Demi guffawed, seeming to think she was joking; however Selena's serious aura shocked her when it hit.

"Seriously?" Demi raised an eyebrow, locking eyes with the spiderweb-painted rim, peces of swept mulch and snake skin littering around the fold. Demi choked down bile, the putrid smell maliciously tickling her nostrils.

"Please, you have to," Selena begged, standing up and looking at her with hopeful eyes, "Those earrings are my lucky charm, please!"

"Mmmf…" Demi thought, letting out a muffled cry from her lips before dropping to her knees and crawling under the lip of the porch. Selena hopped excitedly, moving to a squat so the bottoms of her legs brushed against the grass and her elbows rested on her arched knees. Selena silently cheered her on, watching the girl's shoulder-swept hair glimmer and disappear from her view.

Sneeze. "It's dusty down here," Demi had to be permitted to whine, right? Sneeze.

"No…" Selena heard Demi whimper, and then let out the highest scream she'd ever heard, "Spider!"

Selena winced back as she heard Demi slam her head against the porch top, shaking the floorboards harshly. In a matter of seconds, Demi had pounced from under the porch on all fours, swishing her fingers through her cobweb-flittered hair and leaf-littered clothes. She was stomping her feet wildly, a balled up fist at her side that was scratching her legs and the pieces of clothing that rid up just a bit from her prance.

"My earring…" Selena whimpered, feeling the empty, swollen hole that rested on her earlobe.

Demi unballed her fist, revealing the sparkly coral earring, the needle on the back slightly intact. Her palm was bleeding slightly from where the tip had pinched her, but Selena ignored it and gasped happily, bringing it from Demi's palm to her cheek.

"Oh, thank you! I'd hug you, but you're… gross."

Demi gave her a nasty look, picking a leaf from the top of her matted hair. Selena just smiled and ushered her to the car, even daring to open the door for her. Demi honestly didn't care, if Selena felt indebted to her then it wouldn't be much of a problem.

"I promise I won't swerve and dink around this time, yeah?" Selena offered, eyes sparkling woefully. All Demi could do was laugh throatily and nod, trying to not get any muck on Selena's seats.

"So, you'll actually be a responsible driver this time?"

"Shut up," Selena whacked her with the plastic shopping bag that held Demi's stuff, "Just get in… loser-who's-slightly-cool."

Demi let out a gasp, shrugging her shoulders surprisedly - It was almost unbelievable that they had gone through such a big transition in a matter of days. Swerving and fast-paced braking scared the shit out of her, and Selena sure as hell knew it. So, Demi would be sure to keep on Selena's good side for now.

im sorry this was a big short chapter! i didnt mean for it to be, it kinda just happened bc i had to end it here if i wanted the next chap to be nicely organized :^) also, do you guys relate to Demi's spider phobia? i definitely do, oops