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Cast In Stone

Chapter Four

Normally if he had left class to go somewhere he would meet up with his girlfriend to walk her to her next class but right now Deuce thought the group of people who hung on her every word could do his job this once. At this moment all he really wanted to do was talk with the normie.

It was kind of strange, because normally he would not care for normies – why was this one different? Deuce didn't know why getting to know this normie was different, but he wanted to figure it out. Maybe the first way to show him he wanted to be friends would to learn his name? It wasn't that Deuce didn't know what the normie's name was; it just always slipped his mind. If Cleo didn't talk about them, he didn't know their name.

Walking the halls on the little break they always got between classes, Deuce heard from monsters here and there that Cleo was looking for him. Right now he really didn't care, all he wanted to do was continue with his mission.

A small smile appeared across the young male's face when he had seen the normie he been looking for, rushing down the hall. He was about turn and go down that hallway, which was until he felt someone wrap their arm around one of his. Sadly he felt part of his heart break when he had noticed it was no other then Cleo De Nile herself.

The look she was giving him, if she could he would be turned to stone. "There you are my boyfriend, care to walk me to class?" Those words Cleo had spoken were more of a demand then a real question. Nodding his head and watching the normie blend into the crowd of monsters, he began to lead the way for Cleo. "Alright, what should we talk about today? We have such amazing open communication Deuce! So… I was thinking that for our date tonight – by the way we have a date tonight, that we should-"

Deuce narrowed his eyes, "I can't tonight Cleo, I'm busy. I have other plans and a life outside just you y'know."

She automatically narrowed her eyes, "Excuse me? Oh no… no one has a life outside me. Just... around me, y'know? As in… around me… y'know what I'm saying?"

Deuce heaved a sigh, he couldn't keep giving in to Cleo, that'd just enable her to keep making his plans for him, without even consulting him to see if they were a go or a no. "Cleo, look - I'm sorry, you're just telling me we have a date? Well I'm glad you knew because I had no damn idea. Thanks for making my plans for me before even consulting me to see if I could make it."

She tilted her head in thought, "So we're still a go, right?"

Deuce narrowed his eyes in disbelief. He was so lucky he had to wear sunglasses, otherwise he'd be busted for rolling his eyes all the time. "No Cleo, plans are off for tonight. Why? 'Cause I had no idea they were even on. If you want to make plans and dates with me? That's great, but can you at least include me long enough to tell me so? It can't always be about you Cleo."

Cleo sighed, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Deuce shrugged nonchalantly, "That's for me to know and you to find out." He walked away from her, heading to his next class and leaving Cleo to head to hers, alone.

Hear one, hear all! Could the infamous Queen of Monster High, Cleo de Nile be in the midst of a rock and a hard place with boyfriend Deuce Gorgon? If they break up, will they get back together again? This on again off again thing is getting to take up my entire blog! But stick around, why not know all there is to know and exclusive details about the 'it couple'?

Deuce could feel some bits of anger just simmering inside, he didn't want to be part of this act anymore. He didn't want to be, but he knew he had to be at least for now - what other choices did he have? He was now in the period before lunch; he couldn't wait to get to lunch. Not only was he hungry but he wanted to meet up with Clawd, or someone to get their opinions.

As soon as the bell rang, he grabbed his things, made a quick note to finish the homework and took off; he hoped he'd be in time to catch a certain someone. Leaving the classroom never felt better, until he collided with someone. "I'm so, so, so sorry… I promise I won't bump into you ever again. Well I shouldn't make a promise I'm unsure of keeping but I'll just try a lot and I'm sorry and-" Deuce looked down to see the normie he'd been wanting to talk to. Before he could find the words to say, he'd been handed a pile of books.

His sunglasses didn't shade the beauty of this person in front of him. His soft two – toned hair, his pretty eyes… which Deuce really wished he could see, but knew he couldn't – and his porcelain colored skin. Well it was close enough to porcelain anyway. This person… this male just took his breath away, in the complete, utter good way.

"Honestly, I need to shut the hell up…" He ended his own mini – conversation. It was completely one sided as Deuce wasn't saying anything back. Just staring at the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen… the normie.

"I… I'm sorry but… would it be okay if we hung out after school?" He asked suddenly, his voice lightly cracking, but Deuce clearing his throat to cover it up.

Jackson's eyes widened… then he raised a curious brow. "No, it's not okay. Not at all." He turned to leave when Deuce grabbed his arm. "What the fu-"

Deuce knew that if he couldn't see the normie again on his terms, he just wanted one more look into those eyes… "But why not?" He inquired, wondering exactly what he'd say.

"Just because, that's how it is. You stick to your world, I'll stick to mine."

All Jackson could see was a smirk upon Deuce's lips. "Kinda hard to say that when you go to Monster High."

Jackson genuinely chuckled; it made Deuce feel so great to make the normie laugh, even if it was only just a little bit. "Right. You know what I mean. Well, later." Quickly he left the premises of the hallway, leaving a bedazzled Deuce standing there going over what had just happened.

'Wow… does a dude, like a dude?' He thought to himself in thought, shaking his head as he continued on the route back to his locker.

Deuce swore he would not spend this lunch with Cleo today. He needed some serious time away from her as she was starting to drive him batty, again – not in the good way. "Guys, I'm so stuck…" Deuce heavily sighed as he sipped his soda.

Clawd gave a shrug of his big shoulders, "Why don't you tell us what happened from the beginning?"

Heath who was happily munching on some French fries, nodded. "Ah yes, oui oui."

Deuce tossed one of his fries at him. "You're supposed to eat the fry, not become one with it." He chuckled, "No wonder Abbey hasn't gotten back to your date offer."

Heath narrowed his eyes, stealing Deuce's soda. "Hey, hey… a response of, 'I will not waste breath talking insignificant things with insignificant you, but Abbey will think' – is a lot better than her threatening to toss me in a stampede of yaks if I asked her out one more time."

Deuce gave a subtle roll of his eyes, "Wow, such an improvement."

Heath grinned, "I thought so!"

A low, deep chuckle came from Clawd. "Alright boys, simmer down. Now Deuce, what's going on?"

Deuce sunk in his seat a little. "It's Cleo."

Clawd figured as much, but he didn't want to seem on the opposing side, just because they'd dated for awhile and lost the spark. A lot of ghouls and monsters assumed Clawd was bitter, but that wasn't the case at all. He just didn't make a big deal of it, besides – he had a super cute ghoul of his own now. Cleo didn't need to live rent free in his mind. "Yeah?"

Heath listened closer than he did before. "Clawd's old stomping ground?"

Deuce gave a soft chuckle, "Yeah… which is why I felt it best to come to him. Well, you too but your too busy French smooching your fries back there so, Clawd and I can leave you to it, Heath."

Before Heath could answer back, Clawd cut back into the conversation. "Alright, what's up?"

Deuce just hoped that he could tell them everything before it was time to head back to class, hoped – that was. The question wasn't how he'd end it though, the question was more so: 'Where to start?'

There's chapter four! I hope you guys enjoyed it, can't wait to hear from you!

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