Summary: Dylan's Version of his date with Bliss in the first book.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

A Different Kind of Girl

Dylan POV

I sloshed through the puddles through downtown New York as I made my way to Aggie Carondolets funeral. The entire school had been invited or else I would have never made the invite list.

The bottom of my jeans were getting soaked in water and mud. No doubt the headmistress will be furious when she sees me. I inwardly grinned.

I walked up to the gates of Duchesne. Outside Mimi Force was posing for the cameras, making a show out of her "grief". I shook my head, disgusted. How could you use someone's death as an opportunity for publicity? Especially someone who was supposedly her friend.

I rolled my eyes and walked through the gates. I had never seen the inside of the chapel so full, or so formal. Most were dressed in black, but a few people wearing white stood out of the crowd.

The ceremony started and Jack Force stood up to make a eulogy. I honestly didn't know what to think of the guy. He's captain of the lacrosse team, straight A student, and all around popular guy, but the look on his face when he gave his speech was so sad and empathetic that it made me reconsider. But as Force was talking I noticed a familiar head of red hair.
Bliss
Frankly, I didn't know what to think of her either. She wasn't like the other Mimi wannabes. She was different. She didn't have pin straight blond hair or wear those stupid "Team Force" jackets. She still had a mind of her own and an interesting personality. Schuyler would be laughing hysterically if she could hear me now. Driving myself crazy over a girl. I'm not sure how Oliver would react. But with how he acts around Sky he may get it.
I sat in the back pew, the furthest away from everyone. I saw Sky get up at the end with her grandmother. Both were wearing white. It was a shock to see Sky in something other that dark hobo layers. The girl seriously didn't know how pretty she was.
Cordelia walked up to Charles Force. They had a brief conversation, however tense it was. Schuyler hung back, looking uncomfortable. I noticed Jack staring at her as Cordelia and his father talked. Hmmm, and Sky says I'm not perceptive.
At the other end of the chapel, Bliss stood with her family. She looked out of place in the crowd.
I walked over to her.
"Want to get out of here?"

The Met. I knew I liked her. I never would have taken her for an artsy girl though. This is just proving that she isn't a Mimi clone. Mimi would probably think the Met was a new club or store.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
We walked up to the ticket counter. I slid a dime into the change area.
"Two tickets please." I said innocently. I heard Bliss trying to hold in a laugh.
It said suggested.
We made our way through the museum. Every now and then we'd talk and point out things about the exhibit but we mostly walked in companionable silence.

"One thing I've always wanted to see was the Rosetta Stone." Bliss said as we walked through the Egyptian wing. She looked mesmerized at the paintings and hieroglyphics painted on the wall. I came to stand next to her. I looked at the inscriptions, and for a moment, just a mere second, I could understand what it said. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. She turned to me a smiled. It lit up her whole face.

I felt my breath leave me in a rush and slipped my hand into hers, pulling her through the halls.

I had something to show her.

We walked up to the Temple of Dendur. I heard her gasp, the hand that was in mine flew to her mouth. Her eyes looked far away all of a sudden. But she seemed to snap out of it, turning to me and giving me one of those life altering smiles of hers.

And right then I knew she was different from everyone else in this town. She was unique and beautiful. Great, now I sound like a lovesick puppy. I thought to myself.

I leaned in. I had no idea what caused me to do it, but…. I wanted it. A lot. I knew that she'd probably pull away or worse. Run away.

She jerked back violently, that far off look was back in her eyes. She didn't looks shocked or disgusted. Just out of it.

"Bliss?" I asked, gently touching her arm. She seemed to remember where she was.

"Oh I'm sorry." She gestured to the temple. "It's just-" She seemed at a loss for words. But then she leaned in and quickly kissed me.

I swear my brain shorted out at that moment. She pulled back, smiled and left me standing there, staring after her like an idiot.

Yes. I thought with a grin. She is a different kind of girl.

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