<Dylans p.o.v>
I woke up about 11 o'clock in the morning and went to go find Demi to make sure she was ok. I went up to her room and saw that the door was open, but Demi is no where to be seen. I panicked and started to text her. She told me not to flip and that she would be home in a couple of minutes. I mean come on who wouldn't flip if something happened last night where your half sis might wan to kill some one and I wake up and she isn't here. I heard her moms car pull up the driveway she must have taken her moms car. She walked in and my eyes went wide she put purple streaks in her hair. "Holly shit." I yell out.
"You said you weren't going to flip when I got home." Demi spoke quietly not wanting to draw attention to herself.
"Yea but that's before I knew you put purple in your hair." I hiss at her.
"It looks cool right." She says messing with her hair
"Yea I guess. Won't you get in trouble with the parents though." she shrugged.
"Probally not there's nothing they can do now that its done and it's permanent." I heard the door open
"Guess it's time to find out." I whispered to Demi. She nodded.
<Demi's p.o.v>
When I heard he door open my heart felt like it stopped. Every one thinks that I'm this big, bad, and tough girl that don't give a shit about anything. There wrong I am scared to death to see what my parents think of my new hair streaks. "Demi, Dylan I'm home." She walked in the kitchen and immedatly stopped and dropped the mail that she was holding, "Demi what in the world did you do to your hair." I was frozen but managed to say. " I put streaks in it. do you like it." She put a hand to her head in a mad position. "We'll talk about this later." She looks pissed maybe I shouldn't of done this.
