II-Yeah Shoot Me

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We were off to an adventure, an adventure to the depths of hell. Okay I know that is a little exaggerated but whatever. That's just the way I am. Stubborn to the point that it seems bitchy. I wouldn't say I'm bitchy but I would say I'm extremely stubborn.

We walked the golden hallways to the elevator. It automatically opened when we pushed the button as if it was waiting for us the whole time. We got on and Gianna pressed the button to take us down to the ground level.

"So Hoda are you even going to try and pick up guys with your sexy look I gave you" she snickers. I giggle and say " Oh shut up you weirdo. You know I'm not going to do anything like that. I'm probably going to just watch you and make sure the guys you pick up are there have good intentions." I wink at the end and she rolls her eyes. "You know somethings don't change." Gianna sighs.

What is that supposed to mean? I'm not boring am I?

I shook the thought off and and walked out the elevator.

*Gianna's POV*

I was taking Hoda out to try to get her a guy. She really needed one. She just reminded me of a puppy without a owner but she keep on insisting she's fine and she doesn't need everybody to give her happiness. I beg to differ. She just fixed on the thought that she needs nobody but herself. That's probably the only reason she is single. Like I don't mean to sound creepy but she was hot.

Sometimes don't know why I even try with this woman. She's always been stubborn but I know how to get to her. Let's just say we've known each other for a while.

Our parents are dating back home in Georgia and have been for about 8 years now. Ya I know. That is a long time but we were friends before they even knew each other. We've been friends since 6th grade. I moved to Georgia in 4th grade from Connecticut. I love Connecticut. Georgia weather bothers me and I don't like southern people that much. Luckily Hoda didn't act that southern so we got along fine.

Since my parents were separated they had different houses and Bruce ,my father, moved right across the street from Hoda's house. Our fathers bonded a little and then our parents met. Hoda dad passed away the a couple months later.

I was surprised how Hoda took it. Being the emotional person that she is she was very calm about it. She cried for stupid things like spilling something but not her own father dieing. I just always found it odd.

*Hoda's POV*

We were finally out of the apartment complex. Gianna was very silent the whole walk out but I assume she was in some train of thought. Usually I feel awkward with silence like as if I not social enough to keep the conversation going but with my close friends ,like Gianna, I didn't bother me at all. It felt pretty relaxing actually.

We started to walk across the cobblestone side walk to the club. It was named Do It or something like that.

Whatever it was I remember when Gianna told me the name I laughed till my tummy hurt because it was such a stupid name. Surprisingly Gianna joined in my laughter.

I looked down to the cobblestone sidewalk and thought it look really cool. Alone the stones were just stones but connected they looked like a whole stone family. They were all connected in some way...

I don't know. My mind it was weird.

I guess I was never used to cobblestone since I was from Georgia and all. It was different and I liked it.

I needed a change. That's why I was here.

"This stone work is beautiful right Gianna?"

"Ya, but it is hard to walk on." Gianna giggles.

".... Hoda can you promise me something."

"Ya shoot me."

" Promise me that if a guy tries to talk to you, you'll try to be nice back. Don't just lock him out. Give him a chance."

I sigh "ok but only because you want me too."

If it's a girl though what do I do hehhehe

I giggle at my stupid "evil to me" thought. "What?" Gianna asks. "Nothing, nothing at all" I said all nonchalantly. "What ever weirdo" we both start laughing so loud, so long it was as if it was The Call of Out People.

We keep on laughing like idiots until a black van pulled up right next to is. It seemed very suspicious and it totally creeped me out.

Creepy...

As a kid I had nightmares of being kidnapped. My mom was always saying I would be kidnapped and so did my friends so I believed them obviously. They said I was very gullible and pure but that was me back then...

The window went down and a pale tattooed woman appeared. I couldn't see her much because she was in the car but he had really blue eyes and a adorable face. I would say she was cute but she did seem scary with all her tattoos and piercings. What if she wanted to gut us alive. I went pale on the thought of being gutted as if we were some catfish and gulped so my dry throat could try to be save from its dessert state.

"Excuse me ladies do you guys need a lift?" the lady asked. Her voice wasn't as scary as I thought it to be. It was warm and welcoming like some old fashion Georgia pecan pie. As much as she seem sweet I couldn't trust her. I don't give trust out easily anymore.

Gianna looked at me with a grin and I glared at her mentally screaming no. I knew she could tell I didn't want it but she obviously did because she said "Of course we would! Thank you so much!"

Oh god we are going to die.

"My name is Alexandra by the way but you can call me Alex." the human canvas said with a joyful grin. It reminded me of a Cheshire Cat.

"Ok boys open up" she yells into the back seat.

The slick black doors roll open and Gianna screams on the top of her lungs.

"This can't be happening..." I say in shock.

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