I'm sorry, you guys. :'[ for the longest time, fanfcition wouldn't let me upload, but I got it fixed. :] so here's more. Very much love for all my devoted followers... you're my extra push to keep writing. (that, and my OCD.) I think my S x E fans will love me for this chapter. :P
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Sarah and Erica spent the night to make sure I wasn't alone. Sarah was friendly, as usual, and Erica was snarky, as usual. I wasn't sure exactly what her problem was or why she disiked me so much, but she eventually lossened up a bit and joined Sarah and me in our teenage-girl chatter. "So," said Erica, "Sarah. Truth or Dare?" Sarah rolled her eye. "No way. I'm not playing Truth or Dare." Erica pouted her bottom lip. "Pweeease?.. We used to play it all the time before all of this vampire stuff happened." Sarah sighed. "Fine." I couldn't help but laugh. The two of them were funny to watch; they were like best friends, but they were, in a way, very rude to each other. It was entertaining. "Okay, so Truth or Dare?" she asked again. Sarah considered as she read along in her magazine. "Hmmm, truth." Erica smiled. "What is the deal with you and Ethan?" Sarah looked up, a light blush on her cheeks. "What about Ethan?" she asked nervously. Erica rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on," she said, "anyone with eyes can see you two are close." I watched like it was a movie, and Sarah and Erica were the characters. Sarah looked back at her magazine. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, her face really red now. Erica kept pushing. "Come on! I've seen the way you guys look at each other. Haven't you, Dimitri?" she looked at me and nodded. I smiled. "Yeah, you guys were totally made for each other. He looks at you like you're the best thing that's ever happened to him, and you look at him the same way." Sarah glared at me. "Shut up, you guys. There is nothing going on between Ethan and me." by now she was totally nervous and antsy, and her face looked like a tomato. She tried to change the subject. "Erica," she said, "Truth or Dare?" Erica Smiled. "Dare." Sarah smirked. "I dare you..." she looked around, "to prank call Mrs. Gibson." Mrs. Gibson was our Algebra teacher, and we really didn't like her. To be honest, nobody did, not even the other teachers. Erica shrugged. "Sure. Got a phone?" I handed her my cell. She slid it open and dialed the number. "Hmmm.. hullo?" a groggy voice said. Erica hissed and hung up. We all laughed for a while before she eyed the screen of my cell phone. "Oooh, Dimi! Looks like you're pretty popular." She showed me the 5 texts I had recieved in the last hour, all saying "Hi," or "What's up" and all from a number I didn't recognize. "Who is that?" I said aloud. Erica took back the phone. "Well, let's see." She hit call, and before I could stop her she was calling the unkown number. There was no answer, but on the fifth ring it went to voicemail. "Well, hello there! You've reached Rory's voicemail. Leave me a message after the beep." I rolled my eyes and Erica hung up. "He's totally stalking you isn't he?" she said, cracking up. I blushed a bit. "He's not... stalking me. He just likes me... I guess." I mumbled, snatching back my phone. Erica smiled smugly. "Truth or Dare, Dimitri?" she asked. I shrugged. "I dunno. Truth?" She smiled. "Is your little boyfriend a good kisser?" my eyes widened and I turned even redder. "I don't know," I lied. He was actually a very, VERY good kisser, which was weird considering who he was; goofy, grin-faced, childlike Rory. "And he's not my boyfriend." I added. Erica and Sarah looked at each other. Sarah went back to her magazine, smirking and obviously happy we were no longer talking about Ethan. Erica was enjoying my squirming, I could tell. "How do you not know?" she asked smugly. "you two sucked face twice already." I turned redder. "Shut up," I said indignantly. "Sarah," I shot out in a desperate attempt to get Erica off my back, "Truth or Dare?" She looked up, one eyebrow cocked. "Dare." she said. I smirked. "I dare you to tell us the truth. How do you feel about Ethan?" Erica high-fived me and we both stared expectantly at Sarah.
Annoyed that she hadn't avoided Truth, Sarah sat up and closed her magazine. "Look," she started, "I don't know exactly." she sighed, staring off into space. "I'm not entirely sure exactly how I think of him... whenever I see him, though, I get this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach-"
"The whirlies?" I interrupted, smiling and sitting indian-style. Erica looked at me. "The what?" she asked. I could tell she was amused. "'The whirles'," I explained, " is my name for the butterflies you get whenever you're around someone you have feelings for." Sarah chuckled. "Yeah," she answered, "The whirlies. I guess he gives me the whirlies. I can't quite put my finger on why, but I always seem to want to be around him. I don't know what it is... if it's just the smell of his blood, or if it's that he's so kind, and... friendly, and funny, and smart..." Erica interrupted her. "And you like him?" Sarah snapped back to reality. "What?" she said, blushing. "I don't know what you're talking about. Let's change the subject." She picked up her magazine and stared at the page, not reading it. It was then that I realized how perfect she and Ethan fit.
Erica laid back, content. "Truth or Dare, Erica?" I said, since Sarah didn't look like she was going to ask anyone. Erica smiled. "Truth." I thought for a minute. "What is the weirdest thing you've ever done?" She sat thinking, but before she could say anything Sarah leaned forward and closed her magazine again. "That's easy," she said, smirking. "You're not the only one that's ever kissed Rory." I was shocked! How dare Erica tease me about that when she had already done it? "Yes, but you are the only one to ever make out with him." Erica said, fuming. I looked from one to the other. "Details!" I squeaked. "Now!" Erica glared my way. "It was nothing big," she said, sitting up. "I was locked in the back of a truck with him and he wouldn't shut up. I told him I'd do anything for him to stop talking, and he said I should kiss him. There was no tongue like when vampira here kissed him." She gestured to me. Erica was okay, but she could piss me off. And I had to admit; I had no hint of any idea why, (maybe I was losing my mind), but it bothered me a bit that she had kissed him too.
Yay! Fluffiness! :3 still much love for my readers. Keep reading! :D It makes me have the whirlies when you do. ^o^