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Chapter 3- Danny

Around noon I got a text from an unknown number. I decided to open it, hoping it was just some security thing or whatnot.

Unknown Sender- Hey Danny. I don't know if you remember me or have my number still, but it's Arina. From that coffee place? I heard you were in Hollywood Undead now and just wanted to say congrats. Know it was always a dream of yours to get into a band.

I smiled softly. Arina...I remembered her now. Long, flowing blond hair and piercing eyes.

Danny- Rina! Yeah, still know you. It's been a while hasn't it... Thanks btw. I've wondered where you've been all these years.

Arina- I'm still in LA, if that's what you're wondering. I can text you my address. That is, if you have time. I understand if you want to get settled in first.

Danny- Oh no I'm fine. I need to get out of the house anyways. Hey, don't you still live in the same place?

Arina- Yeah

Danny- Ok. I remember your address then. When do you want me over?

Arina- In a half hour would be great. Need to clean up.

Danny- Ahh okay. See you later then.

I shoved my phone in my pocket, walking downstairs. Jay wasn't at the island anymore, but the rest of the guys were sitting in the living room, playing some video game.

"Hey, whacha playin?" I asked, sitting on the ground next to Johnny.

"Mario Kart." They all responded in unison, not looking away from the TV. I raised an eyebrow.

"Nice I guess. I expected Call of Duty or some fighting shit like that."

"Mario Kart involves fighting. We all fight over who gets to be first." Matt replied.

"Which is going to be me." Charlie grinned, shoving Matt's hand slightly. The two began pushing each other on the couch until they both messed up, their cars going off the track. Jordon growled, dropping the controller.

"I'm done."

"So does that mean I win?" Matt asked eagerly.

"Don't push it."

I rolled my eyes, standing up. "Well, I would stay but I have to go see one of my old friends."

"Who?" Funny paused the game, looking up at me.

I shrugged. "Just somebody..."

Jordon raised an eyebrow at me, and I glanced away.

"See you guys later, I guess."

~

I pulled up to Arina's address, getting out of my car and walking up to the door. She opened it with a smile as I was about to knock.

"Danny! It's been too long, hmm?" I grinned at her.

"Yeah, you're taller now." Arina closed the door behind us, and led me into the living room.

"Soorrryy....It's still kinda messy..."

I shook my head. "Eh, I don't really mind. My place was always messy too."

"So, do you like the guys?"

"Yeah, they're cool." I chewed at my nails, thinking of Jorel. "Jay doesn't like me though."

Arina cocked her head, strands of blond hair draping across her face. "Why? Are you that much of a bitch?" I pushed her slightly, laughing.

"No....something to do with the guy that I replaced. It's complicated.."

"Oh....Deuce was it?" I nodded, resting my chin in my hands.

"I think they were dating before but like I said Jorel hates me so it's not like he would openly talk about it."

"But the others are cool, right?"

"Yeah. They're weird but I'll get used to that."

Arina smiled again, patting me on the shoulder. "Just like you."

"Uh! I'm offended!" I said in mock hurt. I clutched my chest. "Please! I didn't do anything to you! Don't break my heart! I'm begging you!" She sliced an imaginary knife across my chest. "DIE!!! I am not your maid! I shall not clean up after you, you pig!"

I laid on the floor, sticking my tongue out for good measure. Arina burst out laughing, doubling over on the couch. I sat up, running a hand through my hair.

"If you should kill me, make sure I look pretty for my funeral...It's my last wish..."

"No one knows you exist! I will bury you in my backyard! And I'll make sure you look hideous!!"

Three sets of three knocks on the door interrupted our little game. Arina sat up, her eyes widening. I glanced at the door, wondering who would knock that much.

"Um...'scuse me, that's my brother.." I nodded, jumping back up on the couch.

Arina PoV

Why the fuck are you here now, Aron?

I opened the door, slipping out and shutting it behind me. Aron gave me a weird look.

"What, is your boyfriend in there?"

"No, you fucking idiot, Danny is! What do you want?" He frowned.

"You never said he was coming over.."

"You never asked! Now what!"

"Uhh....well I just wanted to swing by....But I see you're busy, so I'll just wait..."

"Aron. Spit. It. Out."

Aron furrowed his eyebrows, biting his lip. "Fine....I wanted to go trash some train cars...but we don't have to do it today.."

I rolled my eyes. "Tone it down with all the illegal shit. I don't want to bail you out. Again."

He looked away, fumbling with the spray paint can in his hand. "Okay..."

"Hmm....Danny'll probably go home in an hour, so then we can do it. Alright?"

"Alright."

I smiled, grabbing the can from his hand. "Don't look so down. Makes me depressed."

"Yeah. Okay. See you later."

"I'll call ya."

Aron merely nodded, walking toward his car.

Danny PoV

Arina walked back in, setting a...spray paint can on the kitchen table?

"What are you, a graffiti artist or something?"

She stared at me, laughing a bit. "No! No....just needed it for some project...Nothing important."

"Oh. I see." I decided not to press anymore. "Can we watch TV?"

"Sure." Arina sat down next to me, flipping through the channels. She settled on some horror movie, one of her favorites I remembered.

After the movie was over I stood up, yawning. "Well, I better get home, it was nice talking to you though."

"Yeah. Have fun in your band." Arina gave me a small smile.

"Hope we can hang out more..." I opened the door, catching a glimpse of her excited expression.

"Sure! I would love too!"

A/N- Aight that's all the updates for today, I promise more tomorrow