Static Shock (Dalton Rapattoni)

Spawn Of Satan

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Chapter Seven.

Kiera lurched forward as the bus came to a stop. There was tons of people, it was just before noon so that was expected. Kiera didn't really like large crowds but she would put up with it for Dalton. Besides, she could ride a bunch of roller coasters with her favorite person.  She smiled at the bleached blonde boy who sat beside her.

"Ready?" He asked her as he stood up.

Kiera nodded, "Mhm!" Slowly they shuffled off the bus with the other people getting off. "See?" She pointed out one of the windows on the right at the crowded parking lot, "You would have had to find a parking space in that. "

Dalton nodded, "I guess that bus wasn't that bad." He admitted. She watched as he ran a hand though his fluffy hair as they stepped off the last step.

"Ready to have some fun?" Dalton asked as they approached the gate to buy the tickets. Of course, they would have to wait in long lines.

Kiera nodded, "While we were waiting in line do you wanna ask each other questions and stuff?"

Dalton shrugged, "Sure. There's nothing better to do." He looked around before giving her his full attention again. "You start."

"Ugh, why me?" She groaned.

"It was your idea!" Dalton laughed, rolling his eyes but grinning.

"Alright, well." Kiers tapped a finger to her bottom lip, "What's your all time favorite movie?"

"Oh, that's easy. Watchmen for sure."

"I've never seen that to be honest. But I do know My Chemical Romance did a cover of Desolation Row for it and that is my all time favorite video of theirs." She shuffled forward with the crowd.

"How can you know that and still not seen Watchmen?!" Dalton rocked back on his heels and cocked his head to the side. "Like. Come on. Why?"

"My parents. They're very...strict. Keep a pure mind and heart kind of thing." Kiera shrugged. "I'll try to watch it soon."

"I guess that's fair enough. My dad never really bought into that sort of thing." Dalton returned to his normal position. "Uh. What's your biggest pet peeve?"

"Oh, gosh. I hate when people just tap me to get my attention. My brother used to constantly slap my shoulder or something along those lines. Ugh! Like when he thought I wasn't paying attention," Kiera scrunched up her nose, "That's the worst."

Dalton chuckled and made a show of tapping her just once in the shoulder. She simply rolled her eyes in response, "Alright, what's yours?"

"My pet peeve?"

"Mhm."

"I hate when people title their songs with hashtags."

"Oh! That is annoying." She agreed with a small nod, "You should make a song called hashtag annoying and you explain how annoying it is." Kiera laughed softly at herself.