ays have passed since Mark left... Two damned days, that i couldn't feel anything but depression and sadness. But hey, you would feel the same way if you lost the person who gave you friends that you would be proud to call them your friends. And the worst part is that we don't even go to the same school...So technically that doesn't even make the situation better...Not by a long shot... I go to one school and they go to another school that just happens to be along the way to my school. Something even more depressing would be the fact that I couldn't or in other terms wouldn't talk to anyone besides the three people who I seem most closest to, Constance Hemmingwaye, Zane Dominick, and Valon Kuro. Mainly Valon, Valon Kuro. As I figured he and Mark have a long history together and have been friends since kindergarten, the shocking of it all, would be that he just happens to call me 'Kit Kat', I asked him why he would call me such a weird name, and why the name of a candy bar. But just to return the favor... I call Him 'fluffy' because he calls me something funny and I call him something yeah it is kinda that whole 'ViceVersa' kinda thing you know."Lauren, get up already before Valon picks you up."sounded my mom as she turned on the light and opened up the curtains." Okay, first of all," I said completely annoyed," You see that clock over there? well its only 6:35am okay, and secondly he's only coming to pick me up at 8:25am got it?"."Well don't act as if I haven't seen him,"she said,this time staring at me." And if I knew any better he seems to get overprotective of you if any one bugs you, even around Harold. And He is HOT, so I would keep an eye on him."she finished, only to give a 'what did I do(say)?' look when noticing my jaw had dropped in confusion."anyhow just get up 'Kit Kat'."she finished .I let out a loud sigh when I thought she was gone but noooo she just had to pop back in ."Oh and take a shower please, he really seems to be interested in you and I don't want you to make a bad impression." she said smoothly."..."I replied with silence because I was still tryna process the 'Take a Shower' I was snapped out of my trans by a towel thrown at my face leaving a look of discomfort on it.I lazily steadied myself as I stood up and began to stumble towards my dresser. I opened it with ease and picked out a black and silver striped shirt, a black vest about medium length, some black skinny jeans, and my usual white I slowly made my way to the washroom and began to undress.~~~Skipping ahead~~~ After turning off the shower knobs, and successfully beginning to feel refreshed, I wiped the fog off the mirror and stared at my reflection."Hmmmm," I thought aloud. "Would he really like my new hair color?".Suddenly the doorbell rang."Aaaawwww crap, you bastard!" I accidentally spat out of realization that he is really going to try and meet my mom and thrust his way into my life." How in the hell did he manage to get up at fricken 6:00am in the fricken morning while I can't even wake up at that time?"I yelled in confusion while starting to dry myself off and get dressed at the same time. About 5 minutes later I was already trying to get my hair into ts usual position bu failed miserably."Who cares!" I murmured under my breathe as I just combed my hair and left it down but stopped to notice how my dark violet hair shimmered in the light of the sun and ran out the bathroom door leaving the door slightly ajar.I walked down the steps still holding my brush and the towel in my right hand as I walked down the hallway in to the kitchen." Hey Kit Kat." He looked as if he were thinking about something but I couldn't put my finger on it and I am sure that i didn't want to find out. He then came over to me to then seat me in a chair and then stood behind it ." Hey Val? What are you doing?" I asked and I was kinda contemplating whether or not I should look behind and take a peak." Nothing now hold still," He spoke with that voice that made me feel that everything was going to be that Voice! why the hell do I fall for it every single time? "Huh?" was my only responding to the figure behind me brushing my hair as well as drying it ." You don't need to do that." I said hoping to get him to stop.I sent a glare at my know giggling mom who was laughing at the sight of how cute this moment was, or how bad my face was flushing , and when I mean flushing, I mean it was turning red like a tomato.