Gerascophobia
(n.) the fear of growing old.
Chapter Eleven
A full week has passed since Kiera had last seen Dalton. In that time frame, Kiera had plenty of time to change things up. She dyed her hair a dark red with blonde ombre. Her girlfriend, Alex, had helped.
Standing in front of the mirror she ran her fingers through the bangs. A taller girl with short black hair that framed her face came up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. "Do you still like it?"
Kiera nodded, her caramel eyes meeting the dark emerald of Alex's eyes. As she escaped Alex's grasp; she looked her over. Her eyes were lined with black, her lips covered in the same ebony color. Her ivory face was decorated with shiny metal piercings. Canine bites, a septum, gauges, and an eyebrow piercing.
Alex quirked an eyebrow up taking a step closer and pulling Kiera closer, her breath ghosting her neck. "Alex?" Kiera giggled, attempting to push her black and blue-haired lover away. "What are you doing?"
Alex licked her face before jumping away and running out the room. Her laughter echoed in Kiera's ears.
"Alex!!! Gross!" Kiera exclaimed and use the sleeve of her hoodie to wipe her cheek. She was just about to chase after the girl before her phone hissed. Curiously she crept over to the wooden bedside table. She sat on the red floral comforter and picked the phone up. Dalton's name flashed across her screen.
Got a minute?
Kiera glanced over at her door, Alex wouldn't mind. She pressed the call icon and brought the phone to her ear. The phone rang for a few seconds before the soft hushed voice of her bleached blonde friend reached her ears.
"Kiera? Hey, thanks for calling."
"Yeah, it's me. Why are you whispering?"
"I have to find a quiet place before I can tell you what I've been up to!"
Kiera laughed softly before laying down on the red floral comforter, her head resting on the black pillows. She heard the soft sigh of Dalton and her lips turned up in a smile.
"Alright, so guess who I met today."
Her interested was piqued, "Who?" Her eyebrows raised curiously.
"Your sister!"
Kiera snorted as she heard him chuckle. "Really? You met Serena?" She asked despite the anxious nerves that prodded at her side.
"Yep! I thought she was you at first, but then I noticed her hair was black, not purple." There was a pause before he continued, "We kept glancing at each other. I finally said hello and she told me about how much you talked about me and even gave me your number. Very smooth, might I add."
"Please tell me that you're lying. Please tell me she didn't." Kiera sat up, her hand resting on her forehead. "Please tell me that's a huge lie."
"If I hadn't been friends with you already I might have actually sent you a text."
"Dalton, I'm going to punch you. I swear to God, stop it. I'm so done with this conversation."
"But I'm not, you really should thank your sister. She really talked you up."
"I'm gonna hang up."
"Come on! You gotta see the humour in this!"
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Static Shock (Dalton Rapattoni)
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