After nearly running your cousin's motorcycle over the edge of the cliffs, David and the others lead you down toward a large opening in the rocks. You hesitated, not knowing whether you should actually go down into what could very well be a cave with some strangers. Noticing your hesitation, Star smiled and held out her hand.
"Come on, it's okay." She said. For some reason, you felt like you should trust her, so you took her hand, allowing her to lead you down into the unknown. Star lead you down and you looked around in aw. The cave looked more like a hideout. It had a similar resemblance to an old Victorian Hotel Lobby that had seemingly dropped through a crack in the earth sometime ago. It was tilted and broken, but nearly intact. Graffiti and posters hung along the walls. There was what looked like a fountain in the middle of the room. Shafts of moonlight shone down from cracks in the ceiling. You let go of Star's hand and spun in a slow circle, taking everything in. You could get used to being down here. No one to judge you, no one to tell you what to do. David smiled as he looked at you.
"Not bad, huh?" David asked, gaining your attention. This was the hottest resort in Santa Carla about 85 years ago. Too bad they built it on a fault," David explained. You and Star slowly walked around, you observing and Star trying to keep an eye on you. "In 1906, when the big one hit San Francisco, the ground opened up, and this place took a header," David clapped his hands dramatically. "Right into the crack." David said. He turned to you and spread his arms out wide. "Now it's ours." David said. Paul looked over at you and smiled.
"So, check it out, girly." Paul said, making everyone chuckle.
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About an hour later, Marko, who had left go get food per the request of David, returned with Chinese food. Some how, David had tricked you into thinking that a carton of rice was a carton of maggots. He had also made you think that a carton of Lo Mein noodles were a carton of worms. You were now sitting on the couch next to Star, slouching against the back of the couch. She looked at you.
"Tomorrow night," she said, making you look at her. "Let me take show you around the Boardwalk, officially." She said. You sat up and smiled slightly at her.
"If I didn't know any better, I would you were asking me out on a date, Star." You said. You moved your arm around, resting it behind Star's head. Star settled comfortably against your shoulder and smiled slightly at you.
"And what if I am?" She asked, gently moving her eyes up and down before looking you in the eyes. You smiled softly.
"I would love to go on a date with you." You said.
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//I am not very proud of this one. I feel like this as really rushed and isn't very good. I'm actually debating on whether I should keep Star on the preference list since I feel like I don't write for her very well. Let me know what you guys think I should do. Should I keep Star or no?//
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The Lost Boys Preferences
TerrorJust as the title says. This is based on the 1987(?) movie. I've seen a lot of Lost Boys preferences and wanted to give it a try for myself.
