Hey guys!
Sorry for the wait, TOTAL writers block :(.
But I'm back now!
And bringing you another chapter of;
What's love got to do with it?
Chapter Twelve: Of Chainsaws and Punks
'...heard her scream! It was so funny.'
"Thanks Bridge, thank Izzy for me, okay?"
'Got it. Oh, don't worry about me selling you guys out for money, our friendship is much more important.'
"Awwww, thank-you! You're one of the best friends a girl can have!"
'No, you!'
"No, you!"
'No, you!'
"No, y-" I was cut off by Duncan.
"You're both the best friends anyone can have, okay?! Now just please be quiet, I have a headache!" I heard him groan from the other side of the room.
'Grumpy much?'
"Completely. Anyways, talk to you later, Bridge! Oh, and make sure that the next part of the plan is filled out..."
'You know I will. Bye!'
I snapped my phone closed, cutting the connection to Bridgette's phone. I turned my phone off, smirking in delight and anticipation, the next part was one that Izzy would love. I walked over to my bed-did I mention there was two beds this time? Anyway, I walked over to mybed and lay down on my back, thinking hard about what would happen next. I didn't miss the rustling that indicated someone was next to me.
"What'cha thinkin' 'bout, Princess?" Duncan asked me, I could just hear the smirk in his voice. I turned my head to look at him.
"I was thinking that maybe we should get new identities, because now you're wanted for 'kidnapping' and I'm the 'kidnapped'." I said, using airquotes. Duncan pondered this for a second before nodding.
"That's a very good idea, so, how are we gonna disguise ourselves?" he asked me, smirking ever so slyly.
"Well first off, you need to get rid of that Mohawk. And the-" I was cut off yet again by Duncan.
"Hold up, I am not getting rid of my 'Hawk. It's a part of me, a part of who I am." Duncan protested, I laughed inwardly at his sentimentality's.
"Fine. But at least get rid of the piercings." I said, not happy about losing.
"No, I need the piercings. I look like a total wuss without them." he told me, well, the piercings did make him look hotter...
"Fine. Okay, we're going to need a new wardrobe as well, and maybe some contacts to change or eye color..." I trailed off, deep in thought.
"How about you dye your hair." Duncan suggested, I knew I looked appalled but then I nodded.
"Not a bad idea..." I trailed off yet again, Duncan's smirk grew wider as he leaned in closer.
"How about we make you go punk? Or goth at the least, that way we won't stand out as much, it will look like the perfect couple." Duncan said, I shook my head quickly.
"No, there is noway I'm going punk, goth, emo, or anything like that!" I said indignantly, huffing and turning away. I stole a look at Duncan and saw the puppy-dog look, times ten!
"Please? For me?" Duncan asked me, his eyes all wide and his lower lip trembling(AN: I was laughing when I wrote this. Try to envision it, lol, so funny.), I groaned inwardly, why oh why did he have to look so cute?
"Ugh, fine." I muttered, my defenses crumbling around me. Duncan's sad look instantly disappeared and he grinned happily. "First stop; the mall!" I smirked at the horrified look on his face, no boy ever enjoys going to the mall.
I pulled my hair into pigtails, ugh, and grabbed a pair of sunglasses that I had brought with me. I also put on a soft pink sweater, instead of my grey one, and put on some light denim jeans. I didn't look that different, but at least no one will recognize me!
Duncan, meanwhile, had pulled a dark blue baseball cap over his eyes, was wearing a pair of denim jeans, and a black hoodie. He grabbed the keys to his motorcycle and we walked outside to it, I held on tightly as we drove off.
Okay, I'm not gonna write about their drive as it was completely boring. So here's Izzy's part of the plan!
Told in Izzy's point of view!
Mmmmm, I love cranberries. Wish I had some right now...
"Focus Izzy, did you hear what I said?" I heard Bridgette ask me, she was nice to me, not treating me like a weirdo.
"Ummmm, something about cranberries?" I asked lazily, I think I heard that mentioned.
"That's part of it. Okay, now here's what I want you to do..." Bridgette explained her plan to me and by the end, I was grinning maniacally, very happy about my part in it. "So," Bridgette concluded, "think you can do it?"
"Do it? By the end of it, Gwen'll be crying like a baby!" I said, cackling evilly. Oh this was going to be fun!
Me and Bridgette smirked at each other and I walked out of the room, off to get the supplies, and maybe some extra cranberries...
Focus Izzy, Bridgette and Courtney are counting on you!
YAY! I HAVE SOMEONE TO TALK TO!
I'm your inner conscience, I'm much more sane than you.
Dangit! I wanted an equally insane person to talk too...
Whatever, I gotta go, me and Owen's conscience have a date...
Awwww, how cute! Bye!
I smiled happily and skipped inside the store, quickly gathering up everything I needed- plus the cranberries- and payed for it, quickly walking out. I hurried over to Gwen's house and scrambled up a tree, did I mention I lived with squirrels once? Anyway, I looked through Gwen's window and smirked, no one was there. I quickly picked the lock to her window, Duncan taught me how, and I climbed into her room. I set up the trap quickly, it worked like this;
Gwen opened the door to her room, the door had a string attached to it that when pulled, tipped over a bucket full of red paint and cranberries. After that, the door would slam closed, an effect of the falling bucket, and Gwen would try to get out. Once she reached the door, a bucket full of feathers- lots of buckets, right? Anyway, the bucket full of feathers would tip down over her, causing her to be covered in feathers, classic, she would then most likely realize the window, but when she turned to it, there would be a psycho killer with a chainsaw and a hook outside her window. The chainsaw all revved up and menacing, Gwen would run outside screaming and I would chase her, quickly leaving when the police arrived.
1 hour later...
Ha! It worked better than I thought!
Not only was Gwen coated in cranberries, feathers, and red paint, but she also had tripped into her charcoal supply, causing charcol to be coated on her face! I ran off as the police were arriving and I couldn't help but yell 'That was from Courtney, traitor.'
The police are so dumb that they probably won't even figure out what I meant by that, after I had finished I reported back to Bridgette and informed her of my doings. She called Courtney and informed her about what happened quickly. Okay, now that that's over with, let's get those cranberries!
Now where did I put them...
Yay Izzy!
Anyways, back to Courtney and Duncan...
After we came out of the mall, I couldn't recognize myself.
I had dyed my hair black and green, to match a certain punk I knew, and I was wearing this corset thing that was green and black, fishnet stockings, a green and black plaid miniskirt, and black boots with buckled up the length of them. I also had gotten an eyebrow piercing, how Duncan convinced me to do that is beyond me.
Duncan, meanwhile, looked, if anything, more punk. He was wearing black jeans with chains all over them, a shirt similar to his old one, except this skull had an evil grin on it's face and it was on fire. He had a couple more piercings, one in his nose and the other on his lip, he was still wearing his red converse, and he didn't change his eye color, we had decided against the contacts.
Duncan had an arm around my shoulder, glaring at any guys who were staring at me. I was glaring at any girls that were staring at Duncan, most of them were bimbo's that only wanted him because he was hot. No wait, scratch that, all of them were bimbo's that only wanted him because he was hot. I smirked as they cowered in fear, this getup did have it's advantages. But I still didn't like it.
"Oh come on, Princess. I think you look fine." Duncan said, trying for the millionth time to get me to like my outfit. It wasn't working.
"I don't." I replied stubbornly, we had reached the hotel and were walking to our room.
"You know what, you're right." Duncan replied, I was surprised at this. "You don't look fine..." we had reached the room.
"Finally!" we were inside the room, door closed.
"...You look sexy." Duncan growled seductively, pushing me up against the wall, leaning in close. I glared at him sternly.
"Duncan, n-" I was cut off by his lips crashing onto mine, and I had to admit, I didn't really resist. I melted into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck, opening my mouth ever so slightly; a chance which he took to slide his tongue into my mouth, starting a war. Both sides fought valiantly, but eventually, I fell. We made out until we suddenly remembered; we need air! Then we broke apart and took in deep, shaky breaths, not breaking eye contact. Obviously, Duncan just had to smirk.
"Knew you couldn't resist me." Duncan said smugly, his smirk even wider now. I blushed profusely and- wait, I DON'T BLUSH! Dangit, the things he makes me do.... Anyways, I was blushing and trying to come up with a witty comeback.
"Au contrare, Ogre. It's you who can't resist me. Because, if memory serves me right(AN: Did I get that right?Haven't heard it in a while.), you kissed me." I informed him smugly. Duncan didn't lose his smugness.
"But, if my memory serves me right, you didn't fight back." He informed me, as smug as ever. I glared at him in response, snap, he was right. I scrambled for a witty comeback quickly.
"Well... well you had me up against a wall." I shot back, almost out of comebacks.
"You still should have at least tried to fight back." Duncan persisted, dangit, I have to come up with something soon...
"Well I enjoyed it!" I screamed at him, I blinked slowly, wait, did I just say what I thought I said? Duncan blinked slowly as well, both of us shocked by what I said. Then his expression softened and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him.
"Shhhh, there are other people here besides us. And, I enjoyed it too. So much in fact that I might want to do it again..." Duncan trailed off, arching one side of his unibrow suggestively. I scowled, he just had to add onto that, didn't he? I freed myself from his grip and stepped away quickly, I didn't want to just become Duncan's 'plaything'.
"We should head to America soon. There won't be anybody who knows us there." I told Duncan, turning away. I could just feel his pout in the atmosphere. I silently shook my head and I heard him give an audible sigh. I gathered up my stuff and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When I got out, I saw that Duncan was already asleep. I shook my head and climbed into my own bed, falling into a deep state of sleep without dreams.
Okay, chapter is done.
Courtney: WHY THE HECK DO I HAVE AN EYEBROW PIERCING?!
Everyone in room except me: Owwwwwwww...
Me: *takes out earplugs* I though it would be a good disguise.
May: It's getting boring with the same people here!
Drew: Why are May and I still here?
Me: Because now you two are officially a part of all and any AN's in all of my stories.
Drew: Great, just great... wait, I never agreed to this!
Me: Actually, I got you to sign a contract while you were under Hypno's spell.
Drew: Dangit...
Me: Anyways... I'm tired of Gwen being a stress reliever...
Gwen: Finally!
Me: ... so Courtney you use her!
Courtney: Muahahahahahahahahaha...
Gwen: Oh snap.
Me: So now I shall have a NEW stress reliever. Please welcome; BRENDEN!
May: Why not Harley?
Me: I think he looks cute with Soledad.
Drew: *eye twitch*
Brenden: What was that about a stress reliever?
Me: Drew, would you like the honors?
Drew: That would be wonderful. *grins maniacally*
May: Are you okay?
Drew: Oh I'm just peachy. *holds up flamethrower* Oh Breeeeeeeendeeeeeeeeeeen!
Brenden:*nervously*Yes?
Drew: DIE!*Runs after Brenden with flamethrower*
Brenden: *runs for his life*
Me: While Drew is...Occupied, we'll talk to some other people!
Owen: WOOHOO! I'M HERE!
Me: Calm down Owen.
Drew: *Runs past laughing maniacally with Brendens head on a spear*
Everyone else: *Blinks slowly*
Me: Um... I'll get back to that... Anyway, what does everyone think of this chapter.
May: It was pretty good.
Luna: I liked it.
Owen: IT WAS AWESOME!
Geoff: Mmmmph mmf mm. *is tied up*
Noah: Meh.
Duncan: I loved it.
Courtney: Pig. I didn't really like it.
Drew: *Finally calms down and walks over with Brendens head still on the spear* What'd I miss?
Me: Nothin' much. Hey, where's the rest of Brendens body?
Drew: *Has a lot of blood around mouth* Uhhhh... you don't wanna know...
Everyone other than me: OH. MY. GOSH.
Me: How did he taste?
Drew: Kinda like fried chicken.
Me: Interesting...
May: How COULD you?
Drew: It's easy, he likes you so I don't like him. Plus he's meat.
May: It's still creepy...
Me: Whatever, we need to talk to Courtney and Duncan more!
Courtney: That is so gross...
Duncan: *is laughing so hard that he's crying* That. Was. Brilliant.
Me: They seem to be preoccupied right now... Let's talk to some other people.
Noah: Hmmmm, it's like something I read in a book once...
Luna: Meh, it's not that interesting.
Justin: At least it wasn't me.
Drews fangirls: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! OMG IT'S DREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!
Drew: *Brandishes head at fangirls*
Fangirls: AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IT'S A HEAD! OMG!*All faint*
Drew: Idiots...
Luna: Can you help me over here?
Noah: *Drooling*
Me: It's more fun to make him drool over you. Watch, anything I write comes true...
A boy with black hair tucked messily into a baseball cap was walking along a street, running away from a figure who was swiftly following, never breaking a sweat. The figure was illuminated in the street lights for a few seconds, but that was all that was needed to identify him as having green hair. The boy with green hair quickly cornered the other boy in an alley, the black haired boy shivered in fear as the boy with green hair approached, malice in his eyes. "Drew, please no. I-I didn't mean anything by it. I didn't know abo-" the black haired boy was cut off, "save it, Ash. NOTHING can save you now," Drew slid a knife out of nowhere and put it at Ashes throat, "not after you hurt her. You don't deserve to live, good-bye Ash." Drew took careful aim a-
May: STOP IT!
Drew: Why the heck was I killing Ash? And why the heck am I so bloodthirsty today?
Me: Because I want you to be.
Duncan: DO ONE FOR ME!
Me: Okay, let me think...
A tall, handsome figure with dark hair was running in a forest, occasionally tripping and breaking a nail or something like that, in an attempt to get away from a dark figure behind him. The figure in pursuit ran through a clearing and was illuminated for a few seconds, but that was enough to tell that he had a green Mohawk and multiple piercings on his face. The figure running away tripped over a fallen log and the Mohawked man caught up and held a knife at the other mans throat, "I-I can explain, Duncan. I-it's a rather fun-" the figure on the ground was cut off, "you'll pay you little *******. You'll pay for what you did to my Princess." Duncan said coldly, "say buh-bye Justin, it's the end of the road for you." And with those words, Duncan pulled the knife through Justins neck, beheading Justin.
Courtney: Awwwwwww... *glomps Duncan* You killed someone for me!
Duncan: I didn't think that it would be a turn-on...
Drew: Again, why was I killing Ash?
Me: Oh, he had cheated on May with Misty, thus causing Mays heart to break.
Drew: WHAT?! I'll kill that little b-
May: DON'T SAY IT!
Me: Fine. Noah, do the disclaimer.
Noah: *Snaps out of drooling fit* Oh, um, Jynxite does not own Anything related to TDI/A.
Zuthar: NOW REVIEW OR I SHALL KEEL YOU!
Drew: Um...
May: OMG A TALKING BUNNY!
Luna: Anyway... review.