"Tempy! Pleeeeeaaassseeee!" My best friend was practicaly on her knees. I rolled my eyes up at the roof of the train as it chugged along on it's merry way.
"No. I refuse to got check out this stupid werewolf convention of yours." My friend had dragged me along to some shittty convention of fangirls. I still don't get how she did it oh wait, food right. I inwardly sighed at my addiction to sweet stuff, it was going to be the death of me.
"You can't just sit at the hotel and mope! Besides it's not just werewolves! Vampires and aliens and Dean and Sam and Cas and Matt Smith and David Tennant and Hunger Games, Homestuck, Twi-" That's where I drew the line, fucking twilight. Ugh! Somebody shoot me please!
"Ley, please shut up!" She pouted.
"But I can't I'm too excited I just know I will find my future husband there!"
"God, you are so weird! How did we even become friends?"
"Because I'm this only one you've got! And don't be rude with my missy!" She tried to look serious and it just made me break into a fit of laughter.
THe conductors voice told us that we needed to get our things ready when we arrived in fifteen minutes. I sighed and grabbed the two heavey suitcases that were mine ans Ley's clothes for the two weeks we had here. Geez! I can't belive I'm here wasting away my summer instead of reading a good book back home.
Fifteen minutes later we got off the train and headed for the station. Ley bought tickets for the subway and we headed down the steps. I slept on the subway for the majority of the time we were on it. Ley, shook me awake. Once we cheeked into the hotel I changed. I showered and I put my eyeliner on. I don't wear it to impress, it's the only way I feel confident and pretty. Them my favorite chapstick. I dried my waiste length flame red hair and tried to prevent it from becoming a tangled curly mess. It was windy out so I decided to dress for the weather. I pulled on my sliver skinny's and my favorite 'Keep Calm and..Where are da fucks?' Tee. I tried yanking my damp hair into a high pony but I ended up giving up and letting it fall in a tangled mess around my face. I grabbed my zipper up black hoodie. I pullled on my black chucks and grinned at myself.
"THere we go!"
"And I'm the crazy one!" I heard Ley chuckle behind me. I turned arounnd and stuck my tongue at her. I felt so much better now that I'd showered. She looked great as ever. Her short shaggie hair straightened and bangs brushed to one side. Her full lips decorated with a deep red gloss. Her eyes underlined and mascaraed, is that even a word, making her chocolate eyes pop out. The two eye brow peircings glinter and she showed me the small stud nose peircings. Her tight leather jacket was zipped up just enough that her 'Cool Bitch' shirt glowed hot pink in contrast to the black leather. Her black jeans basically lefted her looking curvy and the type of shit I could never pull off. I was tall but mo curves, no butt, no boobs. Her plack DC's were fastened securly to her feet and a hot pink bow in her blond hair pulled the entire ensemble together beautifully. I applauded at her look.
"Ooh very nice! That whole emo punk chick totally suits your personnality!" I teased. She stuck her tongue out at me.
"You, missy, need to shut the hell up!" I laughed.
"Wait hang on I need to do just one more thing." I put in my new nose peircing. I grinned and turned around to show Ley! WHo practically squealed she was so happy!
"Your got a nose peircing!" She hugged my and then flashed her eyes over my unmarked arms, "hmm no tattoes though."
"They drew a line." I said laughing. We left the hotel and walked to the fan convention. When we walked in I basically squealed when I saw the music section and that there was a gorillaz fan booth. I'm ashamed to say I ran like it was fucking forth of july. A boy, around seventeen, or I could just say my age! Geez way to make yourself look stupid Tempy! Anyways his back was too me but I didn't give a shit if he was busy I have just spotted a gorillaz print chucks and I grabbed the fuckers up like they were spilled tampons...*facepalm*

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A Girl Called Tempest
Gizem / GerilimRule One, don't let them call you beautiful. Rule Two, don't let them comfort you. Rule Three, don't show fear. Rule Four, don't let me become your best friend. Rule Five, Always keep your distance. Rule Six, don't let them kiss you. Rule Seven, sta...