Well here you are my lovelies, I promised to have Marysa and Derek's interesting walk home... And I am updating pretty fast! Only because the holidays have calmed down, and I get a little bit more free time... Yay! Thanks so much for your support!
"What the heck is he thinking?! He's such a jerk, acting like we've been best friends forever. Manager is way too gullible to trust him, only because she thinks he's hot..." Marysa ranted to herself in the back of the café where the changing rooms are. She was highly annoyed with Derek, and wanted to choke him. Since she was the only one leaving, the changing rooms were empty. Marysa was contemplating how to escape from that annoying pervert. "I'll just go through the back doors and race home." Marysa decided, satisfied.
The spirited teenager changed into her normal clothes, a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. Then, she grabbed her bag and slipped through the tiny door leading into an alley.
"Good, no one is here." Marysa peered around before stepping out, glad to see no one there. The alley was dark, but Marysa had sharp eyes. Thrilled that she outsmarted that alien, Marysa started walking towards the road. She reached the side of Coffee Lovers, glad that the way home did not involve walking in front of the store. That would've ruined her plan. But that didn't even matter because her plan was ruined anyways.
Marysa shrieked as someone grabbed her hand. She whirled around, ready to punch whoever had 'assaulted' her, and was met with green eyes. "Derek." She snarled, lowering her fist.
"Hey, long time, no see." Derek smirked.
"What the heck are you doing?"
"Waiting for you. Don't you remember I was walking you home?"
"I remember no such thing." Marysa asserted, walking in the opposite direction of her house. Instead, she'd go towards the park, and hopefully loose the green-eyed teen who was so intent on following her.
Marysa had to walk in front of the café to go to the park, and Manager saw the two walking by. Curious as to why they were walking a different direction, Manager called out to them.
"Hey, where are you two going?"
"Uh, home." Marysa lied, wishing that Manager would shut up and leave.
"But I thought you -"
"See you tomorrow!" Marysa interrupted, rushing off, leaving the poor older woman in bewilderment.
Meanwhile, Derek had a feeling that Marysa would lead him the wrong way, and that encounter just now with the Manager confirmed his theory. So, he thought up a plan.
"Marysa," Derek pretended to whine. "I'm hungry..."
"What the heck, you just had a cake." Marysa said with a disgusted look.
"But I wanna eat..."
"Do I care? NO."
"You're so mean..."
"..." Marysa tuned his annoying voice out.
"I can't believe you're so cold hearted..."
"..."
"It hurts..."
"..."
"I'm dying..."
"Oh for heaven's sakes, what is your issue? If you're so hungry why did you walk me home then?" Marysa snapped, fed up with Derek's whining.
"I wanted to be nice and protect you from the bad guys." Derek smirked.
"The only person I need protected from is YOU." Marysa pointed at him with an accusing finger.
"What do you mean?" Derek asked, nonchalantly walking closer to the angered girl.
"THIS is what I mean!" Marysa stepped away from him, putting at least a 16 inches between them. She also started walking faster, though that was no use since Derek easily kept pace with her.
"Why are we running, Rysa?"
"WE are not running. I'M running to get away from YOU, and YOU'RE just being obnoxious and running after ME." Marysa bristled again, being called her nickname by him was aggravating.
"No, you started running and I just kept pace with you."
"Go away." Marysa glared at Derek, who simply looked back.
"Don't wanna." He mumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets.
"Ugh, I just want to go home and sleep! Plus get away from annoying boys."
"Who's annoying you? I'll beat them up for you any day."
"So would you mind beating yourself up?"
"That's so mean, Rysa."
"Don't. Call. Me. 'Rysa.'"
"But I wanna."
"Don't care if you want to or not, just shut up and don't call me 'Rysa!'"
"You can call me whatever you like." Derek pouted. "Names that don't even suit me, but I can't call you your nickname?"
"I call you names because you deserve it, and because they are true. YOU should respect me."
"Lala, I do." Derek grinned cheekily. "But I like to tease you, too."
"Heck, I just met you and you act like we're best friends."
"Because we are, we're destined to be soul mates."
"Shut up!"
They reached the neighborhood park, and Marysa collapsed on a bench, worn out from Derek's incessant chattering. Derek sat next to her, chewing a piece of gum, and offered her a piece. Marysa glared at him.
"No thank you."
"It's not like it's poisoned."
"NO. THANK. YOU."
Derek shrugged, used to her cold attitude, and instead pulled out his smartphone to check the time. Marysa couldn't help but stare at it in awe.
"What?" Derek looked up, seeing Marysa's eyes glued to his phone.
"Oh, um, nothing." Her face turned pink, just a little, and she looked away, biting her lower lip.
"Something bothering you?" Derek questioned, bemused at her unusual expression.
"NO."
"Okay then." Derek slipped his phone back into his pocket, but then pulled it out again.
"Can't make up your mind?" The dark-haired girl looked at him curiously.
"No, just wondering if you have a phone number."
"Like I'd even give you it."
Derek rolled his eyes. "I get it, you don't have a phone."
"W-what?! H-how did you know?" Marysa stuttered.
"Most girls would DIE if I asked for their number, and if they didn't it's because they don't have a phone." Derek smirk got even wider. "You must be heartbroken."
"YOU ARE SO DANG VAIN AND SELF-CENTERED IT MAKES ME SICK!" Marysa exploded, angered at his smugness.
"Should I take you to the hospital?"
"LISTEN TO ME, YOU IDIOT!"
"I'm all ears for you, and only you."
"SHUT THAT PERVERTED MOUTH OF YOURS AND LEARN SOME RESPECT!"
"What school do you recommend?"
Marysa's face grew red, but not with embarrassment. "FOR THE LOVE OF HUMANITY, THIS IS WHY MEN ARE SUCH BASTARDS! ARE YOU EVER SERIOUS? DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT OTHERS?" Marysa began to lecture Derek, who sat there calmly as she raged on. Since it was late, no one was in the park, but Marysa's voice echoed through the silent night. When Marysa paused to take a breath, Derek hurriedly cut in.
"I'd love to hear your beautiful voice all night," He laughed when she gagged. "But some people might be disturbed by it."
"DISTURBED BY YOU -"
"Yes, yes. It's all my fault. I deeply apologize."
"YOU BETTER-"
"Now, why don't we continue this lovely conversation tomorrow? It's already 8:30-"
"WHAT!?" Marysa shrieked, surprised at how time flew. Her face paled, then turned red again. "I -"
"See ya tomorrow, Rysa!" Derek stood up, and then waved, strolling towards 'wherever-the-heck-weirdoes-go.' Well, according to Marysa. Any normal person would've assumed he's going home.
"YOU BLOODY PERVERT!" Marysa yelled. "YOU'LL PAY FOR MAKING ME LATE!"
"Gee, I can't wait to be punished by you." Derek smirked.
"GO DIE, PERVERTED WEIRDO STALKER ALIEN..." The names trailed on and on as Marysa yelled whatever insult came to her mind until Derek disappeared from view. Out of breath, throat sore, and light-headed, Marysa realized she better go home. Dang that idiot for making me really late, the weary girl thought as she trudged home.
"Welcome back sister." Karly greeted her exhausted sister. Marysa wondered how Karly could be so calm when she was 3 hours late.
"Did you notice how late I am?"
"Of course."
"Were you worried?"
"No, I figured you were trying to get rid of some hot dude." Karly smiled.
"... If you skip the 'hot' part, you are so right." Marysa mumbled, as she wondered what happened inside of her sister's brain.
"I'm not psychic, so tell me." Karly said, as Marysa ran off to get a shower.
"After he dies, I'll tell you."
Hehe, sorry for the weak ending... How is it so far? Boring or not? Is it moving too fast or slow? Anyways, when I start the next chapter, only THREE days until we're off to Great Britain! YAY! Anyways, thanks for the awesome reviews, keep them coming ;)
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