Daughter of the Devil

I loves my food.

Kyle raced behind me, I was hungry that is not gonna stop me! I kept walking fast. Kyle was behind me and finally said what was on his mind.

"Why was he in the girls lockerroom" He asked me

"He told me to never disrespect him again. Ha ha" I said laughing.

"It was really wierd he wouldn't even leave the room to let me change." and then. Kyle spazzed.

"HE WATCHED YOU CHANGE!" and now we are taking a detour...

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Now, I'm pissed because, this chick wants some food.

"Can't this wait, I'm hungry! I mean I only had pancakes for breakfast and lunch isn't til 12:30!" I whined.

Kyles eyes looked like they were bugging out of his head, "Nope, I mean being in the girls lockerroom is just messed up! I mean who doesn't give the girls privacy at this school!?!"

"Kaine"

"What?''

"Kaine doesn't give the girls privacy, he is usually late trying to bust through the door though."

"WHATEVER, this piece of shit! Is gonna get a piece of my mind. NOBODY, has the right to be in there with you. Not even me"

Lucky me, I was only about a 2 minute walk from the cafeteria when we saw Mr. Sunshine.

"You have no right to be in the girls lockerroom!"

Suddenly, Kyle threw a punch landing right on Damiens jaw.

"Kyle!" I like half screamed. "You can't just go around fighting people! THATS MY JOB! It's not like he watched me change anyways!" I screamed.

Kyle continued punching Damien, who was now on the ground with a split lip and a nice cut on his cheek. You could tell he was gonna have bruises.

"He doesn't need to be in there!"

"STOP IT KYLE STOP IT!"

He wouldn't stop. I finally had to grab him by his shoulders and shove him off.

"Oh my god, Damien are you okay?" It's hard to care, but I'm gonna do it.

I crouched down next to Damien.

"Does it look like I'm okay. Dumbass" Well, this is what I get for trying to help somebody and be nice for once -_-.

"Hey, I'm just trying to be nice! Kyle go back to the cafeteria. I have to clean up Mr. Bloodyface!" I glared at him. Kyle walked away and I helped Damien get up. I walked him to the bathrooms and helped him get cleaned up. I sat on the counter wiping off the blood from his face.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked.

"It wouldn't have been right, to leave you there. I would want somebody to help me if that was me." I answered. I really just thought I could be nice for a change. Maybe have Damien quit hating me.

"Oh"

"Why didn't you hit back?" I asked.

"Because, he is your best friend. I'm not gonna hit him back. Unless, he deserved it. Which frankly. He had ever right to hit me. I went into the girls locker room. Which was a stupid thing to do on my part."

It was getting hard to clean his cuts now.

"Could you stop moving. I can't clean you up when your moving so much." I said looking at the cut on his cheek.

"Can I ask you one thing?" Damien said out of the blue. He was almost cleaned up.

"Sure, I guess if its not to personal."

"Why do we hate each other?" I was completely silent for about 20 seconds. I honestly didn't know other than. When I was younger he used to trip me and be mean to me. That was so long ago, though.

"I don't know. Maybe its the circle of life." I shrugged.

"Do you really hate me?" This was getting wierd. It's a new side to him. The nice side. I always knew guys have 3 sides.

The mean, tough guy when I'm around my friend side.

The nice, I'm nice to you when I'm alone side.

and last, but not least. The flirty side.

This was the nice side.

"No, its I get so caught up in the action. I was bred to snap at people. I don't laugh at things like most girls do. I take it to heart and just. My mouth just runs and when somebody pisses me off. It puts them on a list."

"So was that a No I don't hate you?" he smiled.

"No Damien, I don't hate you."

and suddenly, I realized how close we were to one another. Then I saw him coming closer and his lips met mine.