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Angel's P.O.V.
"Says the one who's trying to get a little to close to my beautiful combats."
"URGH! I hate you!" I yell in frustration.
"I know."
That damn smirk is going to be his one way ticket to the devils's chambers.
Urgh. I'm done. I don't know why I agreed to do this. Ace sucks arse.
I get up from this hula-gin chair and start for the door.
I hear the screeching of a chair being push away from one of the tables and Ace's strained voice floating over to me. "Hey! Where are you?-Oh come on Sunflower. Just get your book-bag of ripped jeans and-", he starts, but I cut him off by slamming the door to the study hall and stomping down the hallway in the direction of the Head Evil Dark Fairy's lair (Principal Vantwatt's office).
As I turn a corner the dismissal bell rings. It's so busted and loud that I don't hear the footsteps padding down the hall behind me. Before I can react to whatever the crap is happening, I'm lifted up onto someone's shoulder.
And a rather uncomfortable shoulder might I say. Urgh, this stranger's shoulders are extremly broad. Pfft, and I'm sure that they have a perfectly clear view of my butt. And even worse, so do I...Wait. Worse?...It's actually kinda-
"Enjoying the view, Sunflower?"
Pfft. I should've known from those frickin combat boots.
"Nah, you've got more of pancakes than planets.", I say and he lets out a bark of laughter.
"Well then at least I am." Even now I can sense the smirk on his face...I should become a jetti with these awesome sensing powers. I'd be all, "Whaw! Shikaaaa! EEEIIIIIIYYAAAA!!!! AAAHHH-
My thoughts are interrupted by Ace starting to run down the hallway like the freak he is.
"Ace! What the fudge nuggets! Stop running! Your shoulders hurt like crap!", I scream at him, but his defective, pea-size brain must've not heard my plea because he just chuckles and continues to run. Pfft...boys...
As I bump up and down on this buffoon's shoulder I earn my perfectly normal self some extremly special glances. Along with a few comments that would send the devil packing for heaven.
My school just needs and on-going bleep button.
Anyway, Ace, in all of his creepy kidnaper glory, makes it out of the school just as the door to the Evil One's lair is opened. Yeah. Great timing.
Um, I just thought of something...
Where in the blasting name of my Great-Uncle Filbert's Cat Fluffy is he -(urgh) are we- going?!
"Ace!?", abnoxiously high-pitched voice calls out from who-knows-where. Ew, of all the fugly, egotistical, annoying, bitchy-ass, popular-
"Lillian.", Ace seeths through clamped teeth.
Ok. Ok. Woah. Am I not getting the memo or does Ace seem like he just dropped his retainer in the toilet or what?
"Ha, um why are you carring that disgusting little bitch out here? Did Mrs. Darkem ask you do take out the trash?", she interogates through her blindingly white teeth. Everytime she speaks she stresses on of her wordds more than the others. I have to unconfortably move my head to the right side of Ace's waist to see her. She swishes her hair to the side and cocks out hip. More like an oversized goose egg sewn onto her side, if you ask me.
-OH MY GOOODD!!! BLUR OF COLOR! I'M GOING CRAZY! LOSING MY MIND! EVERYTHING IS SPINNING SO FAST! I'M GONNA-
Oh, nevermind. That was just Ace flipping me back onto my feet. Oh praise Jesus! Finally! I'm gonna have a bruise on my stomach for a week!
"First;" Ace starts through a tightened jaw. "Shut the hell up. Second; Cut the shit and get the damn stick out of your ass."
Ace's lips hold a scowlish smirk, Lillian's hold a shocked frown, and my jaw is resting comfortably on the pavement.
Ok this dude is bipolar...absolutly bipolar. Ethier that or he sooooooo forgot to take his meds today.
With that he picks me up again, swinging me over his shoulder, and making sure to tap my arse in the process.
"Tap my ass again and I will have no coice but to cut your hand off with Pre-K scissors."
He simply chuckles and starts walking towards the car-park again. I lift my head up reluctantly from the view I so perfectly have and glance up to see a pack of rabid animals hunched over with their claws out and their teeth bared, ready to pounce and take me alive.
Better known as teenagers.
Just before they pounce, Ace throws me into the front seat of some kind of car and gets into the other side. The rabid and deadly animals -I mean *cough* students- stand on the side walk gawking at me for some reason. Hmm. I guess I'm just too thick to understand.
Oh yeah. I'm in a cat with the biggest jackarse-I mean, haha, jerk- of the entire student body. But not just any car!...oh no. Ahah. That sounded way to gameshowy. Eh, oh well, gameshowy freak it is. But not just any car! It's Ace Griffin's black, brand spankin' new, sleek, fast viper.
Hooollllyyyy mama! This thing is beautiful! I think I'm in love.
I'm so caught up in trying to upholster myself to the leather seats that I almost miss hearing the engine vroom to life...Almost...I hear its soft purr and know I'm in love.
And yes, cars are like cats to me. It's not weird...nevermind.
I hear a thump inthe backseat and snap out of my daze to see my precious soul with straps in the back seat.
"Yes, I got your heap of your mothers old bell-bottoms." I hear the voice ofpure evil say.
"It is not made out of pants!"
"Right. Well then, I hope you kept the recite."
"I hate you.", I say as the only comback I can think of.
"I know."
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