(A/N)
Up top is Lucy's dress for the date. And the song is by Stephanie Mabey. It's called "Villain" oh, and when there is a "*" that means it's the beginning, and the end, of a flashback of the thing that happens in this, and you'll know why soon. *cue evil laugh*Lucy's POV
I was playing my guitar and singing the song "Villain". This was my third favorite song, after my first favorite song, "Holiday" by Green Day, and my second favorite song, "The Zombie Song" that is also by Stephanie Mabey.
I was wearing a blue dress with blue flats. The dress had a flower pattern from my chest up, and it went down to about my knees.
"Cause I can't always be the DAM-S-EL in destress. Your the sweetest man I see, you'd never guess!" I sang along with the guitar.
Suddenly my door bust open and I screamed, throwing my guitar at whomever it was.
"He- ow!" I heard a body crash with my guitar and fall on the ground. I knew the voice, also.
"God! Cruz, don't do that! You scared the living day lights out of me!" I yelled, helping him up. He puffed out a tired puff of air.
"Sorry." He said. I stopped. Did he really just apologize?
I was looking at him weirdly. "Now, come on." He said grabbing my hand and dragging me out of my room. We went down both flights of stairs and out the front door.
"Wait, if we're going somewhere I have to tell Lark."
"Already told him. He said it was okay as long as I kept you in my sights and not to let you wonder off by yourself."
"Oh..."
We got in his car and he started to drive off to somewhere. I stared out the window the whole time, until 40 minutes later we were pulling up to... a dirt track arena, I'm guessing. I've never been to a dirt track race before, and yesterday he did say we were going to a dirt track race.
There were loud voices, and I could hear some people saying something about a person named Lange.
Who names someone Lange? Oh well.
We went up to buy our tickets and the man behind the counter was talking about that Lange guy.
"What's so special about this Lange guy anyway?" I ask before I could stop my mouth.
The guy looked at me like I was crazy. "He's the all time winner here. He wins almost every race." He says.
"So, he's pretty much a really cocky guy who thinks he's better than everybody else?" I ask.
Both the ticket guy and Cruz look at me like I've grown two heads. "No actually. One time he lost and was okay with it. He is nice to everyone, but he doesn't talk much." The guy says. "Enjoy the race." He hands is the tickets and we walk in the arena.
Right away I see 6 girls with tight tops that practically leaves their cleavage hanging out the top. On a red haired blue eyed girl, the letter 'L' was on her shirt. On another the letter 'A' was on hers. Oh don't tell me... I didn't even finish my sentence when I seen the 'N' the 'G' the 'E' and an exclamation point on the last two girls.
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