Liar Liar (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Two

                   Vincent's POV

As quickly the pair lips were atop of mine I was pulling back away from them. They were moist, but slightly chapped too. It didn't feel good at all, even if it was a two second kiss, it wasn't something I enjoyed in the slightest bit. 

I looked up at the idiot who surprise kissed me and was faced with bright blue eyes, mischief witten all over them. I almost gasped when I realized who it was.

Poster gir- I mean Katrina, wasn't it? Holy shit, she just kissed me, on the lips! Then I remember the flash that went off and turned my head to a boy that also looked vaguely familiar. He looked kind of like Katrina, but I couldn't really say for sure. A brother presumably?

"Good job little brother, you can go to class now," Katrina said. Ah, so he was her brother, but that didn't really matter to me right now, what mattered was the camera in his hands that had a picture of me.... kissing a girl.

I couldn't really comprehend why she had done that, or what even possessed her to but I didn't have much time to think about it either because her little brother started to walk away from us. If the student body ever saw that picture he had taken they would start thinking things, things I didn't want them to think. They'd assume things that I didn't want them to assume. It would just be a big mess if anyone saw that picture. I mess I didn't want happening.

"Alright big sister, see you at lunch," he said. Creepy boy towards me, smiled, winked, then walked away. This family was something else.

Before the kid could walk away though, I slipped from under Katrina and grabbed the camera from him. He didn't even have it armed or anything, I just slipped it out of his hand without any trouble. It seemed easy. too easy.

"Hey, give that back it's not yours," he said, trying to grab the camera back from me, but there was no way in Hell he was going to get this camera back until the picture was delete. And I was going to make sure of that, you can count on it.

As soon as I found where the photo gallery was I clicked it but it read 'memory empty'. I soon caught on to what that meant and looked to the little twerp in front of me. Losing my patience I asked him, "Where the hell is memory card, kid." I could feel my anger growing the longer I stayed next to these people. If I did anything hasty then it would not be my fault, they were pissing me off.

I don't even know what I had done to them, I barely met Katrina two hours ago and she was already making me late for my homeroom. These people are psychotic, what do they even want from me?

I starred down at the kid, giving him the darkest look I could muster up and he started fidgeting with his jeans pocket. So, that's where he put it, huh?

"Memory card, kid," I said, outstretching my hand towards him and gestured for him to hand it over.

He then started to dig through his jeans pocket and held the memory card in the air, waving it around. "Is this what you want?" He asked with a devilishly smirk on his face.

Before I had the chance to grab it out of his hand he threw it over my shoulder, over to his equally psychotic sister, Katrina. I quickly turned to face her, "Give that to me, you know I could sue you for having a picture of me on it without my permission?" I said to her. She only raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think you'll want to do that because if you do then everyone in this idiotic school will find out about your little scheme," she said, smiling a bit. She's a witch I tell you.

"But Katrina, I thought you were already going to show everyone at lunc-" He abruptly stopped at the look on Katrina's face.

"You're going to to do what now?!" I yelled at them.