Mine Luke Hemmings (Punk)

Looks can be decieving

Alaska's POV:

I wake up from my slumber to my phone blaring Sleeping with Sirens "Better off dead". Sitting up I stretch out my arms whilst making a pornographic yawn. I stretch to the side and turn my alarm off. Yawning I stand up and head to my wardrobe and pull out a black jack Daniels singlet and tuck it into my light washed short shots, with a red and black checked flannel around my waist, a mint green bandana on my ombre head. With a pair of full black vans. I put on a bit of make up, concealer, liquid foundation, red lipstick, bold winged eyeliner on my top lid and a little bit of pencil eyeliner on my bottom lid, with bold eye lashes. I look in the mirror happy with my appearance and decide its time to go. I 0take my phone and headphones and walk to Walmart. Humming along to the new All Time Low song "Missing you" I feel like I'm being watched, taking one headphone out I turn around and see no one. Hmm strange, continuing my walk I walk past a park, and see no one their, strange but then again it is 9am, I only got up this early so I could go shopping and get my hair dyed. I only like my hair dyed by Minnie and today is her last day for 2 months because she's going to have a baby, so if I wanted my hair done it had to be early today. I'm almost at Walmart when I hear yelling and swearing coming from an ally way. now I know what you are saying, don't go down there. but its me we're talking about, so being curious I turned around the corner just as someone pulled out a gun and shot the guy surrounded buy 3 big buff tall guys through the head. Gasping I run away, I quickly look back and see those blue eyes watching me, those same blue eyes. I stumble over my feet and run back to the apartments not caring if I look like a maniac, I missed my hair appointment but who cares, people always say I'll go bold for dying my hair so much, so lets just keep it this way for a while. Running up the stairs I don't bother taking the elevator, why am I even running? It's not like they are following me. I get up to floor 8 room B12 to be precise and fiddle with my keys trembling until the door opens. I shut the door and hop in the shower with my clothes on sobbing uncontrollably. What am I going to do? Should I report them to the police? No, I don't know their names, and it's not like they are going to be after me, they don't even know me, right?

Getting up from the floor for what felt like eternity, I turn off the faucet with lips trembling and numbly grab a towel, I take off my make up, which now all over my face makes me look like I just came from a set of Murder House in American Horror Story. Once that's done I walk into my room and grab out a new pair of high wasted ripped light white skinnies and a shirt that says "Cool kids don't die" and I get another flannel, god I have so many flannels. I put on a pair of black converses and leave my vans at the window to dry. I walk back to Walmart and walk in. Shaking off that feeling I felt an hour ago I grab a cart, and go down to the hair dye bit and see the skunk guy, my breath hitches in the back of m throat, taking a deep breath I walk closer to the items on the shelf and look for the colours I want. I'm left with aqua and purple in my hands, I've already had both colours before but I really like them, huffing in frustration the skunk guy says "Why don't you use both, like an ombre?" Looking up startled start to think. "That's actually a pretty good idea, thanks, I'll do that" I smile. God I'm smiling at the man that just shot a guy in the head. Don't think about that Alaska, I warn myself. It's not like I care anyway, I don't care about anyone. It's how you get through life. It's how I got through life. He smiles back "no problem, I usually get my hair done by someone name Minnie but she's leaving today and I missed my booking." "Really? I go to Minnie too! She's the only person I'll let do my hair!" I say laughing. "Really? I'm the same" Skunk says laughing back. "Why are you dying you hair, it looks cool?" I ask. "Aw thanks, nah I'm just sick of the same one, I dye my hair all the time. What about you?" He asks back. "Same as you" The blonde guy with blue eyes walks up behind me and says "Come on Michael we have to go." Michael nods whilst walking to the cashier while blondy just stares at me. "Take a picture it will last longer" I smirk, "Ok" he says puling out his phone and taking a picture. "Did you really just take a picture of me?" I asked shocked. "You told me too and why would it last longer aren't you a 'cool' kid?" HE asks smirking putting quotes around the word cool. "1) I was joking and 2) what do you mean?" I asked confused. "Your shirt" He says whilst pointing to it " Says "cool kids don't die" so if you are a "cool" kid you won't die which means you would live longer then the picture I took." He says smirking at the end. I swear all he does is smirk. "Then if you knew I wouldn't die why take the picture?" I challenge back. "Touché" He reply's. Biting his lip ring he says "I have to go, bye. Alaska" He says as he starts walking backwards. Dumfounded I ask "How do you know my name? Who are you?" He smirks and says "I know everything and you will know in future time" before he rounds the corner. What the hell was that?