Daisy Bristol's POV //
In front of me lay a guy with pearl grey hair. His roots were coming through, revealing he originally had black hair. He wore a leather jacket, blue skinny jeans and a black top marked with the 'The Neighbourhood' logo. "Hey dudes." He spoke. He had shards of glass stinking out of his cheek.
He reached into he's pocket and pulled out a picture. He looked at the picture then at Hazel a few times. "Hazel!", "Matt!" Hazel and Matt, I suppose, said in unison. Hazel had knelt down beside Matt and hugged him. "Um?" "Daisy, this is Matt. My cousin, twice removed." Hazel spoke.
It'd been an hour. Me and Penny had established Matt was a demon. Rebelling against his parents. He had a girlfriend named Krystal back in hell.
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Penny's POV //
I walked into Bristol room. Unexpectedly, he was in bed, naked. With someone. A guy. "Eh- Bristol..." I spoke. Bristol jumped at the sound of my voice. He jolted for the covers just so he could cover up his and this guys chest. "Ohh... Hi Penny.." He laughed nervously.
"Am I interrupting something?" I asked. Before Bristol could answer his guy friend sat up. He had muddy blonde hair and a perfectly chiselled jawline. "No you're not. Don't you worry." He spoke with a soft American accent.
Hazel's POV //
None of the guys nor Penny were in the living were with me. I took it as a chance to sing and play the the piano. "Look at me boy 'cause got right where I want you. Isn't it so exciting? Wanna break you, wanna shape you. To the back seat now, 'cause boy I'm driving!" Little did I know Arin, Matt, Bristol and Penny were behind me.
"Change 'boy' to 'girl'. We all know you're eventually gonna dominate Penny when you're comfortable with her forcing her tongue down your throat." Bristol chuckled. "Daisy!"
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Penny's POV //
"DAISY MOTHERFUCKING BRISTOL!" I yelled. "Whattt!??" Daisy said, nearly falling off of his chair. "Your boyfriend won't stop going on about a certain thing. You're his daddy. Discipline him or some shit. You better give it to him hard before I kill him hard. He's a dead boy walking." I said
"I NEED IT HARD! I'M A DEAD GIRL WALKING! I'M IN YOUR YARD! I'M A DEAD GIRL WALKING! BEFORE THEY PUNCH MY CLOCK, I'M SNAPPING OF YOUR WINDOW LOCK! GOT NO TIME TO KNOCK, I'M A DEAD GIRL WALKING!", "I NEED IT HARD! I'M A DEAD BOY WALKING! I'M IN YOUR YARD! I'M A DEAD BOY WALKING! BEFORE THEY PUNCH MY CLOCK I'M SNAPPING OFF YOUR WINDOW LOCK! GOT NO TIME GO KNOCK, I'M A DEAD BOY WALKING!" Hazel and Arin sang in unison from the living room.
"ARIN GET YOUR ASS IN HERE, I'M FUCKING YOU!" Bristol yelled. Arin shrugged and entered Bristol's room. I left and walked back into the living room. Hazel was sat on the piano stool. "Don't slam me into the piano again. That hurt, you bitch. I'd much rather do it on the couch." Hazel mumbled.
