I woke up to my alarm clock going off. I looked over to it annoyed, moving my ratty hair out of my eyes. It had read "7:35 PM" and I began to freak out, I was going late to school! I jumped out of the mess of blankets and ran to the bathroom, tossing off my shirt as I frantically readied my tooth brush and combed my hair, almost in one motion. I realized after some time that I had just woken up after taking a nap after the days classes, it wasn't the next day. I rolled my eyes at my stupidity. Duh! I thought. I tossed the comb aside and rinsed the foam from my mouth.
I decided to take a shower, seeing that I was in the bathroom already. What would it hurt? I had a dat- plans with Draco tonight and I didn't want to come off as filthy, even if he already thought that I was. Wait..Draco..He'll be here soon! I had 25 minutes, and I usually take at least an hour to get ready for anything, really.
Turning on the shower, I already began putting shampoo in my hair so I could save time. I screamed because some of it dripped from my bands into my eyes, "FUCK ME!" I exclaimed, pissed. What a great way to begin the night.
After about ten minutes I got out, blow drying my hair and brushing it out. I was going to have to let it go curly tonight, no way I could straiten it in 15 minutes. I rushed to the closet, pulling out a black dress. It was a bit whorish, but whatever. I tossed it on and then laced up the maroon leather corset that was attached to it. I hiked up the dress, trying to get my red tights on, but they kept getting caught on the tiny hairs that were growing on my legs, after shaving 3 days ago. I wasted a minute trying to get them on until I gave up. "Fuck this!" More frustration, yay. I grabbed a pair of knee high red and black striped socks that a saw under the bed. They smelled like the floor I ran to my closet and shoved my feet into my "Shit Kickers", this pair of old heels that I've had for ages now. I tried to zip them up as I made my way back to the bathroom to put on my makeup. Grabbing a red tube I stretched my mouth, making that stupid face most girls do when they're about to put lipstick on. I grabbed some toilet paper to wipe some off that I had gotten on my face. Then I put on some light green eye-shadow with my fingers. I teased my hair back with my fingers after wiping the used ones on a towel, and put it in a bun with chopsticks for a bit of a look.
I had 3 minutes until he was supposed to show up. I decided to grab some troll blood. I warmed it up in the microwave I had stashed into my room. Blood it quite nasty when it's cold, take it from Anne Rice.
I heard a beep come from outside. Draco was here. I chugged the hot blood, burning my tongue. Fuck! I ran down the hall, out to the back where he had been waiting in his flying car. He wore a "Dimmu Borgir" shirt. They would be opening for Celtic Frost (I could only imagine how much tickets had cost him, as much as I love Dimmu, they're really demanding with prices). His black shorts when to his knees, Various rips and patches of old bands and logos peppered them. I looked to his feet for a moment, as I ran to him. He sported green converse-chucks.
"Hello, Draco.." I said with an annoyed overtone.
"Uh..hey" He replied, "what's wrong, do you still want to go?"
"Of course I do, of course!" I looked down then back. "It's just that today was a little rough," I told him, recalling the girls and the whole shampoo thing. "The littlest things get me started, so it's no big thing."
"Oh, I understand." He opened the door for me.
As I got in I thought of Willow..I really hope she isn't there..
We had gotten to the concert after about ten minutes I think. I looked around, a little dizzy from the fumes of the small budd he was smoking. "He said something, but I couldn't hear him over "-I wanna fuck you like an animal, I wanna feel you from the inside". "What?" I raised my voice.
"We're here!" He yelled. "Deaf muggle." I sighed.
I glared at him.
"Relax! I was kidding! Jesus Christ, Ebony." He looked at me playfully, setting his hand on my thigh. I pushed him off, making a discussed face.
"You wish.." I laughed.
"Just you wait, muggle." He winked, as he opening the door and hitting the car next to him. It's alarm went off. "Come on!" He sounded, almost having a heart attack.
I jumped out of Draco's car, he grabbed my hand as we ran for the stage. "Was there a dent?" I asked.
"Uh," He paused, looking back. "Yep!" He answered with a dippy smile on his face. I began to laugh, though afterwards I felt bad for the guy whose car that was.
We made it the mosh pit, just as Dimmu began to play "Gateways" We moshed. A few times people who were crowd surfing fell on us. He got hit my people in the circle pits. We gave devil horns like the people next to us. Talk to other people that were there about how much ass this concert kicked, it was great.
"Shagrath is so gorgeous!" I sighed, watching him has he growled out the lyrics. Draco elbowed me in the arm. "What?" I said.
"And I'm not?" He laughed.
I raised an eyebrow at him. Seriously? I think what I said bugged him, but I really didn't care. It's not like we were an item.
The Night went on. And after Celtic Frost's set we bought some merch (Arm bands and shit), bought something to eat before the bar was closed and left. Draco had taken an unusual turn on the way back. I looked out the window to my left and noticed that we where over the woods. Where were we going? Wait..something isn't right.. I thought, This..this is the Forbidden Forest!