Painted In Black... (Reverse Dipcifica Fanfiction)

Chapter Six - Or have i gone head over heels for Damien?

Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong.

4AM.

I stared up at the ceiling, from my position on the bed. I have been told that when I am in thought, or really bored, or staring at walls... my tounge sticks out. Of course, rumours are rumours, and they're not always true.

This one, though, was true.

It's an embarrassing truth, but a truth nonetheless. I couldn't stop myself from doing it, but Gideon tells me not to worry. It's the one thing I would change about me.

Anyway, back to the story, eh?

I couldn't sleep at all: No sleep all night. I may as well try to though. I shut my eyes and attempted to sleep.

I heard my window open.

My eyes shot open and I sat up as quickly as possible. A boy climbed through the window. He looked oddly familiar. Then I remembered.

"Damien?"

He smirked and walked over to me, sitting on the end of my bed.

"Heya princess." He said, still smirking. "Wanna go have some fun?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, genuinely confused. "What kind of fun can we have at 10PM anyways?"

He smirked, and leaned towards me, whispering into my ear, "Only the best kind."

As I pushed him off, he pulled me up. "Now throw some proper clothes on, quickly, and meet me outside, okay?" He winked and climbed out of the window.

So, a boy I met like yesterday just asked me to sneak out at night through my window, expecting me to follow him. This town really is crazy...

But, in a way, so am I.

I grabbed a sweater, a skirt, tied my hair up, and looked out of my window. There was a drainpipe right next to me. I looked down. Damian was smiling up at me with a smile on his face. I grabbed the drainpipe, swung myself out of the window onto it, and began climbing down. It actually was pretty cool. I felt like a secret spy. As I jumped the last few feet to the ground, I noticed the large smile that had crept onto my face.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his car. I quickly put my seatbelt on. He also climbed in and put his seatbelt on, and started to drive away, fast. I have to admit, the falls is beautiful at night.

We drove all around town, before stopping at a house. He got out of the car, and hid behind a bush. I didn't know what he needed me to do, so I stayed put. That was until he pulled me out of the car and next to him.

He pulled out a razor and shaving cream from his pocket, and grabbed my hand, taking me to an open window.

I glared at him as he climbed through, and gestured for me to do the same. I am a girl who will do almost anything. Breaking and entering is not my forté, nor would I like it to be. Before I knew it, I was in his arms, and being carried through a window. I must say, it is quite an entrance to make. He carried me through the house to a bedroom. Slowly opening the door, he set me down on a pink fluffy carpet, beside a bed, which had a sleeping boy residing in it. A boy by the name of Randy Chu.

Randy Chu was a scrawny, skinny boy, intelligent, and also one of the rudest loud mouths I have ever come across in my life. I cannot stand the audacity that boy has, not can I stand his constant badmouthing either.

I couldn't help but scowl at the boy. I just wanted to slap him round his smug little face. I don't say that about most people. But Randy Chu isn't most people.