"Run and the girl gets it".
Well, hooray for me, I just had to come out here tonight didn't I? And I have no regrets in doing so.
"What're you doing here, Rower?" I don't know his name so I am gonna call him rainbow.
If you're wondering how I thought of that name, it's because he was holding a dagger to my throat and the sharp tip reminded me of spikes and when I thought of spikes it reminded me of hair and when I thought of hair it reminded me of black and when I thought of black it reminded me of colours and when I thought of colours it reminded me of rainbows!
"Same goes to you" Rower replied. "It's none of your business what I do or what I don't" rainbow spat.
"Listen th-"
"Don't say my name!" Rainbow yelled
"You reall-"
"Awe, why not?" I cut in. I assume their both looking at me.
"You really think I'm gonna listen to you after what you did?" Rowler continued as if I wasn't even there.
"Well that's just rude!" I muttered loudly.
"What is?" Rainbow asked
"You guys are! I talk to you and you act like I'm not even here! Seriously, kids these days!" I yelled.
"I'm pretty sure we're older than you" Rainbow said.
"It doesn't matter, age is but a number" I said.
"Hey Thorne, where'd you find this one?" Rowler asked. Oh! So, Rainbow's names Thorne!
I cleared my throat. "Excuse me,but this one has a name" I said.
"And what may that be?" Rowler asked.
Before I could answer, Thorne spoke,"Yeah, yeah, we don't need to know that" he said. I threw him a glare.
"Of course we don't" Rowler chuckled, but stop midway as I'd his laughter just hit a wall. "We were talking about you!" He stated firmly. "I don't know about we but I was not talking" Thorne said.
"I'm gonna ask you one more time and your gonna answer" Rowler demanded.
"Why would I?" Thorne/rainbow asked.
"You answer me right now or your girlfriend gets it!" Rowler Said, pressing the knife a little harder.
"Girlfriend?" I yelled the exact moment Thorne said, "Save me the trouble"
I glared at Thorne. "So you wouldn't mind me killing your girlfriend?" Rowler asked, as if he was testing Thorne.
"By all means, You can try. After all she has survived he- who- must- not- be- named's curse, she's survived tartaurus and she has survived titan wars" Thorne smirked, backing away.
"YOU PANSYCAKED PILE OF SHUCK FACED SCHISHT!" I screamed.
"What pancakes?" Rowler asked from behind me.
"Not pancake, pansycake!" I yelled again.
"Isnt that the same thing?" He asked, confused.
"WHAT? NO ITS NOT!" I shouted at him.
"WELL THEN WHAT IS IT?" He yelled back.
"ITS A WORD-!"
"YEAH I KNOW ITS A WORD, BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN?"
"LET ME FINISH!"
"WHY ARE WE YELLING?"
"BECAUSE IT'S FUN!"
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Teen FictionThe mission was simple. To make her fall for you. Get in to her home. Spy on the other gang. And steal their secrets. It was easier than flipping a coin for thorne with his windswept jet black hair and his pine green eyes. He could make anyone fall...