(Hooray! Chapter 2)
Back flash: I turned around to see the man who pushed me down the hole.
(Raven's POV)
I saw him in the strange corridor that I was in. He dressed as if he had no fashion sense, yet at the same time, he did. The first thing that caught my eye was that strange hat that he was wearing. It seamed as if it was, like, a hundred years old. A raggedy black top hat with an orange lace ribbon and the end hanging off the side. He was also wearing a black button up shirt, fully buttoned (thank God!), a black and red plaid loosened tie, a ripped black jacket, black ripped skinny jeans, a blood red belt, and black and red high tops. His black hair, which hung in his eyes and his shoulders, were in sharp contrast to his ultra pale skin. His eyes were a chocolate brown. I stared into them. They looked mad, as in crazy, but somehow . . . sexy. I snapped out of my stare and backed up a few steps.
"It's alright, little one. I don't bite, much." He laughed at his joke, which I didn't get. I wasn't afraid of him. I wasn't afraid at all. I took a few more steps back and then ran at him at top speed. When I was a few inches away from him, I lifted my leg up and hit him in between the legs. He did what any guy would do when he was kicked in the nuts. "AW F*CK! DAMN IT! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" He yelled.
"For multiple reasons. One, you pushed me down that friggin' hole!. Two, you called me those silly knick names. The name's Raven! Get that through that old thick hat of yours! And three, you said the lyrics to the song that I absolutely loathe!"
He was standing by the time I was done scolding him. "Okay, one, I didn't know you hated that song. Two, I didn't know your name so I called you by those names. And three, I pushed you down the hole because you are needed in Underland, the place where we are now."
I took a look around, not to take in my surroundings, which is apparently 'Underland', to see where the cameras were. I just knew I was in Punk'd. "What do you mean by, 'needed'?" I imitated him and made air quotes.
"What I mean is, the Red Queen's I don't know how many greats granddaughter has taken over Underland in her ancestor's honor. She goes by the name of the Pink Queen."
I was silent for a moment, then laughed my butt off. "Oh my God this is hilarious! Okay where are the cameras? I'm Punk'd! I get it! Where's the contract I have to sign?"
"You think this is a joke? The people of Underland need you to overthrow the Pink Queen like your ancestor, Alice Kingsley, did when she overthrew the Red Queen and gave the throne to the White Queen, when Alice actually should have inherited it when she slayed the Jabbawoki!"
"Look mister! I don't like it when people tell me what to do! I'm thirteen-years-old and I don't do anything for anybody! Especially a guy who I just met and, hell, I don't even know your name! Yet you tell me I need to overthrow someone I've never met in my lifetime? And, again, my name is Raven Madison! Not Raven Kingsley! So, who the hell do you think you are?"
"Oh, my, where are my manners? My name is Alexander Sterling. Though the old queen used to call me The Mad Hatter, the Pink Queen insists on calling me the court jester. But my friends call me 'Hatta'." He bowed with a hand behind his back. He took his free hand into mine and he did the unbelievable. He kissed it! I got so mad! When he came back up, he said, "Ha-ha, you're blushing!" He smiled at his comment.
Okay, I was pissed off now. I slapped that silly smile off his face so hard, he fell down on his butt. I put my hands to my hips and said, "Say anything like that again, and you just may need a full body cast!"
He was rubbing the cheek I slapped him on, still on his butt. "Okay, don't you think that was a little too hard? I'd much rather prefer a kiss on the cheek, not a slap."
"What did you say?" I said through gritted teeth. My foot ready to kick.
"N-nothing."
"That's what I thought." I returned to my normal position.
"Hey, uh, do you mind helping me up?" holding his hand out.
"You're a man. You can get up yourself."
What do ya know? He got up by himself! What a shocker!(A/N: insert a lot of sarcasm.) "For your information," he said while brushing himself off, "I happen to be fourteen." He said with a huff.
"And guess what! I'm thirteen and I knocked you down with ease!"
He muttered something that sounded like, "Dammit. The guys won't let me hear the end of this."
"So how do I get back to Dullsville?" I asked, arms crossed.
"Where?" he asked dumbfounded.
"Ugh! The town I was just in half an hour ago! You know, the town you pushed me out of and into that hole!"
He shook his head. "No, no. We were in a forest in London! Not this 'Dullsville' town you speak of."
My left eye twitched. "You f*cking idiot! We weren't in London! We were in a small town in America! The forest is part of the town! I don't even have a passport! I can't believe who idiotic men are! They are so-" he stopped me before I could finish without saying any words. How? Simple. He kissed me on my lips. THAT IDIOT STOLE MY FIRST KISS!