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"What is this moron doing with you?" The green-haired coordinator asked.
"I'm just talking with your new girlfriend" Harley grinned, giving her a nasty look.
He pulled her closer to him by grabbing her arm. Dawn looked very uneasy with this.
"Leave her alone." Drew snapped at him as he snatched Dawn at his side.
"How many girlfriends have you hooked up with yet? Two, three a week, maybe?" Harley laughed, winking at Dawn.
The teenager in front of her had long curvy purple colored hair. He was wearing a green jacket and dark green pants. He was surely longer and probably also a little bit older then her. His gaze emitted sleaze and astuteness. Dawn shivered. She took Drew's arm and cuddled herself to safety.
"Who is this creep?" She asked. Maybe he was their stalker!
"What are you doing here? What did you do with Dawn?" Her green haired companion inquired.
"I'd rather ask what youdid with her, you nasty little player. I wonder what May will do if she finds out?" Harley grinned again. He seemed to enjoy the situation very, very much.
"Don't tell May please" Dawn softly said, looking at the carpet underneath her feet. They were still standing in front of the toilettes. The place was quiet en there were no people passing by.
"Don't dare." Drew sharply said.
"Even if you do so, we can simply say you'd been lying…" Dawn concluded.
She was proud of herself to say this in front of this strange creature in front of them, though she was too scared to look into Harley's eyes.
"Yeah." Drew reassured her.
Harley stayed quiet and putted his hand in his pocket, and took some stuff out. In one hand he had something that looked like a piece of paper, and a lighter. In the other hand he had a little box.
Drew's eyes widened as Harley took out a cigarette and lighted it.
"Yes. I smoke, Drew." Harley laughed. "You wanna try?"
The air immediately smelled awfully bad and the young people's lungs got filled with black smoke.
Drew didn't answer.
"Look at this." Harley said. He sounded a lot more serious than before. He showed the piece of paper he was holding.
It was a picture. It didn't took long before they realized it was a picture of them, hugging. On the seats at the shopping center.
"Harley, shit!" Drew exclaimed as he tried pull the paper out of his hand, which hadn't any chance.
"All I want is a favor, Drew." Harleys playful eyes turned into severe ones. Dawn squeezed Drew's arm while her breath fastened.
"What is it, Harley?" Drew said self-assured. Dawn could feel him shaking a bit though.
Harley took a deep cigarette breath and blew all of the smoke into Drew's face. The young coordinators coughed and quickly waved it away.
"You smelled that? It isn't normal tobacco, you know. It's a joint. Drugs."
Harley stopped talking and took another deep breath. "I want you to find me some. Quickly."
"You're insane!" Drew shouted.
"If you can, I'll burn your picture." He continued as if he hadn't heard Drew."If you can't… You're in deep trouble."
He took one last deep breath and smashed his cigarette on the carpet underneath them. Afterwards he gave them one last dreadful glare and walked away.
Both coordinators eyes followed him until he got out of sight. A deep silence passed. Dawn was still clenched at Drew's arm, both didn't move. The cigarette smoke was still in the air.
"Wow." Dawn began. "I can't barely believe what happened…"
Drew looked at her and frowned.
"Who was that guy?" she continued.
"Harley, I've met him some years ago. I don't understand. Back then he wouldn't even touch a normal cigarette." He told her.
"It seems confusing… So he wants us to search drugs for him?" Dawn concluded.
"Guess so…" the boy said, being a bit lost in thoughts.
"Pathetic."