You Think You Know Me(Loki fanfic+boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Recap-"What in Odens name was that!"

"That was my body!"I shouted back in outrage.

"Do not speak to me lowly,Midgardian or else you will regret it!"

"I will speak to you 'lowly' if I want to!" before looking up to meet a pair of fern green jewels.

"No you shall not!"

"Yes I will,dickhead!"

"Do not mess with me, Midgardian!"He spat the last word out like poison.

"So what if I do!" I screamed standing up.

"Then you shall die!"

"Oh, really!"

"Yes!"

"Fine then kill me!"He frowned.

"You're asking me to kill you,"He sounded deeply confused.

"No I'm daring you to,"I sneered.I don't know why I was arguing with this guy,it was just a bruise I'll get plenty more where that came from.I started walking away didn't know where I was going but what the heck.

"Where are you going?"I heard from behind.

"Wherever I want to,"

"What's your name?"

"None of your business,"I replied turning back round.The guy was lazily lying on the ground.

"I asked you what your name was?"He repeated,glaring at me.

"Are you deaf I just told you,none of your fucking BUSINESS!"He seemed even more confused.I heard him murmuring under his breath, he had that confused look on his face again.Giving in I decided there was no harm in telling him my name."Dankmar,"

"What?"

"Dankmar,my name is Dankmar but call me Dank,"

"Thank you,you are quite strong-willed you know,"

"Um,thanks,I guess,"It felt more like a question than a statement.

"My name in case you were wondering is Loki,"

"Wasn't really but okay,Loki,"The name felt foreign passing my lips.

"You're not from around here are you?"I asked.As I took in how he looked and what he was wearing it was obvious.Long,black hair very pale skin almost like porcelin and then his 'taste' in clothes,a long sleeved tight shirt also a pair of tight skinny jeans.

"No,"

"Where are you from?"Don't blame me I was curious.

"Somewhere far away,"

"You staying in town?"

"Yes,"

"Are you gonna go to the high school,"

"If I feel like it,"

"Well I gotta be going,maybe seeya again,"

"Maybe,"he muttered looking up to the stars.Finally walking away from the mysterious,possibly bipolar guy I decided that that was the longest and weirdest conversation I'd ever had.

I pulled out my Ipod Touch,checking the time I realised that I was dead,beyond dead actually.I could be classed as a zombie,a walking corpse right now.It was 5am.

Reaching the house panting and sweating.I tried the front door,locked of course.Just my luck,walking around the side of the house I found my open window,thank god I live in the basement.It would be a tight squeeze but I think I could just about make it.

Landing on my bedroom floor for once I was thankful I was a bit emaciated.