˚✧₊⁎Dream Girl⁎⁺˳✧༚ -Robin Buckley

Chapter 8- The Bite part I

The group had made the poor decision of letting Robin drive the car to the elevator and they soon found out that Robin was just as clumsy behind the wheel as she was on two legs.

Another sharp turn had forced the car to bump into the wall, causing Willow and Steve to once again fall onto each other holding on for dear life as they hysterically laughed. Robin was rambling in the front but the two drugged teens couldn't have cared less.

"What is this, the Indy 500?" Willow let out between chuckles as Steve joined in "It's the Indy 300." He exclaims leaning over her.

"Let's just say a million!" Willow responds leaning up to shout it into Steve's beat face. Laughing once she sees how bad it is from close up.

Robin glances back towards the two, furrowing her eyebrows with worry at their unusual display as they roll around in the back pretending to be bowling balls. "Strike!" Willow screams once she has pushed him over, Robin returning her eyes to the road.

They crash into a pile of metal barrels as Steve and Willow jolt forward uncontrollably banging their heads as they turn to each other grunting only fuelling their laughter.

Robin jumps out running to the back to check on them. "Are you ok back there?"
"Nope, but at least now we know something that you're terrible at." Willow laughs as she crawls out of the small space Robin helps her stand up once she makes it out.

They make it into the Elevator with the use of a stolen keycard, as it quickly starts to ride to the surface. Willow sits on top of Steve's back as he runs around the room while Willow spreads her arms out. "I'm flying Steve! Woooo-" Wind flies through her hair as she genuinely laughs revealing her perfect teeth as the rest watch the free girl hypnotised.

Their screams of joy are interrupted when Steve falls over bringing her down with him. "They seem drunk..." Erica says looking towards them as they laugh on the ground.

Robin helps up the strangely acting girl, holding her face still as she goes to check her pupils, which reveal themselves to be incredibly dilated. "You know you are like super duper pretty Buckley?" Willow slurs trying to keep her eyes open with the harsh lighting, not seeing Robin ferociously blush from her comment while she checks her temperature.

"They're burning up-" Robin starts to speak before being interrupted. "Only because you're here hot stuff!" Willow whispers before booping her on the nose with her bandaged finger, leaving behind a smudge of blood on the worried girl.

"I think they've been drugged. Willow, listen to me, what did they do to you?" Robin rubs her face clean as she tries to reach through to the drugged girl, although she has completely spaced out staring at Robin's morphing facial features. Slightly gulping nervously from being so close. The elevator hits an abrupt stop forcing her to bump heads with the concerned girl, Willow grunts soothing her forehead grumpily, sick of getting injured.

Robin holds Willow stable by the waist which she gladly accepts as they get up to leave. Dustin opens the door for them, as a gust of wind enters the stuffy room.

Willow closes her eyes enjoying the sensation, letting out a moan as she tastes the fresh air sticking out her tongue to lick it, earning an odd look from Robin as she watches Willow's tongue swirl to collect the air.

"Can you taste it Robin?" Willow looks up at the girl with doe eyes to which Robin can only blankly stare, the moment interrupted by security shouting at them as Robin awakes dragging Willow away who has now reached her hand out to Steve creating a chain.

They make it back into the Mall's tight corridors as Dustin leads the way into the cinema, grabbing his hat and placing it over Willow's head so none of the employees recognise her beat face.