The Battle With Myself

Chapter 6

Leandra's P.O.V.

"Your pushing it in to hard! Go softer." I said annoyed.

"Well it's not my fault it won't rise up, Gosh." Daved says.

"Maybe it's the shaft. I heard it could get stuck quickly."

Were in the elevator trying to go up to the second floor when the elevator got stuck. We tried pushing the emergency button but Daved keeps punching it.

He has issues. (A/N: so does your minds!)

Finally Daved gives up and sits on the elevator floor next to me. His hands rake his hair.

"Does this always happens?" He says, staring at me.

I nod my head. "If were lucky they'll come find us in about two hours."

He smirks. "Then that leaves us two hours to do whatever we want. In an elevator. Alone."

Ugh, what a pig!

I stand up, furious. "Will you please stop?"

He blinks, then smirks. "What?" He says innocently.

I shake my head. "This! All of this! Stop it! I want nothing to do with you, or any part of you. As soon as this little assignment ends, I'll be on my way and out of yours. So stop."

He smiles. "Relax, dollface. I was just implying the fact that we have two hours, and no one to entertain us. So instead of moping around, let's kill time by doing something."

I blush. "Yea, ok." Stupid stupid stu-

"But, If you were implying the fact that we should do something besides talk-I'll be happy to say that I will agree 100% on what you chose."

I roll my eyes. "Go fuck yourself."

His eyes widens. Then he smirks. He slowly unbuckles his belt. "As you wish..."

I gasp. "No no stop! You know what I meant! God, you have such a dirty mind!"

He puts his belt back on. "Okay okay. On a serious note, what do you want to do?"

I shrug. "I don't know. My original plan was to sit here and ignore you. I didn't think you wanted to do anything."

He chuckles. "How bout 20 questions?"

I nod my head. Better than nothing. "Sure. Seems a bit verbose but it'll do for now."

He cocks an eyebrow. "Verbose? What do you mean?"

"Everytime you meet someone, they always try to play 20 questions. To get to know you. It starts from 'whats your favorite color' to 'are you a virgin' and then it goes totally out of hand."

He nods his head. "Ahh. I get it. So you don't want to play?"

I shake my head. "No, no. That's not it. I'm just saying, it's brought up in many conversations. Don't let this go to far or i'm gonna have to punch you in the arm."

He stares at me. Literally stares. Woah his eyes are beautiful. And those lips..

Snap out of it Leandra!

"Well are you gonna sit there and stare at me or are you gonna ask me questions?"

His gaze leaves me and he mumbles a sorry. "How long have you lived here?"

"About five years. How long have you attended your school?"

"Same as you, five years." He says.