Chapter 6

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Veronica's P.O.V

Great! Me being the smart ass I am went to see Ross again! Har de har! I waited till the sun went down and Cry and Teller were both asleep, of course. I went back through the woods, with a loaded gun, of course again, in case. I looked around a tree trunk too see if he was there, but of course it was just some blonde girl. I sat down, looking towards the forest, and waited. And waited, and waited. I waited for hours, WHEN IS THIS BITCH GOING TO GO TO BED?! Looks like my prayers where answered, because then I heard some shuffling, some whispering.

"Get up!.....Your turn!" Thats all I really head, from the receiving line:

"Mmmm.... No..... Who cares......... Goodnight!"

I can only assume that blondie prospered because the whispering stopped short. I looked back and saw, Ross, looks like my some-what lucky day. I waited a few minutes to make sure the girl fell asleep. Im not that dumb. I peered out and knocked on the trees wood loud enough so Ross could hear. He shot around and relaxed once he saw me.

"Hm, thought I might be scarier then a zombie but guess not." I fake-whined.

He chuckled at this. Guess Im funnier then I thought.

"Don't worry," I started as I leaned against the tree "not drunk this time!" I half waved.

"Thats good! I wanna see if your that," he paused "weird?" It sounded more like a question.

"Heh, yeah, don't need to sugar-coat it. Im an idiot drunk." I smiled.

"Heh, not the exact words but, yeah, I guess."

I smiled, "Yeah, sure it wasn't."

-Time Skip, an hour later-

"I should probably get going, I guess that 'don't talk to me' rule is broken, don't want anything else to happen." I said as a stood up.

"Hm? Oh, yeah, will you be back tomorrow?" Ross asked.

"If my luck hasn't run out." I smiled.

As I was walking away I remembered something, without turning around I asked, "You didn't tell them... I visited, did you?"

"No, don't worry. Bye, Veronica!"

"Bye." I said coldly.

I feel serious again. Serious normally means sleepy, great, just gotta make it to the hill.

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