The New Girls(A Diabolik Lovers Fanfiction)

Chapter 11: Reunite... Or don't....

A/N: Finally I got another one up! Hope you like. I know it's short. and don't you just love the smol Yuma?!?! HES SO CUUTEEEE

RuRu(that's the only thing I could remember his name by) lead me to a room where a girl with brown hair was sleeping. I thought it was Sidney, but thought to myself, Nah, she's too ripped, and even if it is her I don't wanna wake her. The room was pink ad nauseam. The curtains were drawn so it was dark but I saw a simple desk, and small dresser with a mirror, two beds, and a closet. I heard a slight moan, not that kind of moan, but that of a waking person. I looked at the figure who was still sleeping, but then it multiplied into a person sitting up, and a person laying down. I gasped as the one sitting up turned towards me. Then I gasped again. It was Sidney, but her eyes were silver and glowing. I was standing next to the dresser, so I looked in the mirror because I saw a glowing light coming from behind me. To my dismay there wasn't anything behind me, instead it was my eyes gold and glowing. What the hell?

"W-what is happening to us!?" I yelled, still looking at myself in the mirror. The other person wasn't there in front of Sidney when I looked back. Instead he was behind me. "Who are you?" He asked angrily. "Keighlee. W-wait, Keighlee," Sidney looked at me sleepily and with genuine curiosity. "Yeah. I, um, I'll tell you later. And, who is the guy with the long girly hair? I thought he was you earlier with his hair in the dark, but he's way too ripped to be you," I replied with. I heard the guy grunt before Sidney explained. "So..... well you see, um, that's Yuma. He's the second oldest. Wait...... yeah he's the second oldest. Uuuuuuuuh.........I'll explain a bit more when we can be alone and actually talk," she exaggerated the last sentence implying she wanted Yuma to leave. Then she looked at me, "Wait, what do you mean he's too ripped to be me? 'Member sixth grade when I worked out a lot? I can be as ripped as him. Maybe?" I giggled at her claim, but in reality, she was never ripped.