Why Do I Fall For The Dangerous Guy?

Chapter 2- It's like living in Disney Land!

So here I was waiting for jerk face to show up I have been waiting for ten minutes now. Just as I was about to leave a black jeep pulled up. He rolled his windows down, and look at me for a while

"get in"

He said in a deadly tone. Wow someone bipolar. I hurried to the other side of the car and got in. Now thinking about it all, why did I agree going to his house they all might be crazy like him and his family might end up killing me or worse they lock me up in their dungeons and dress me up as clowns and slowly paint me as a clown and make me do tricks for them. Okay slowly losing it, he needs me to pass his English right? What about he has one of those memory stick from Men In Black, so I wont remember what he did to me?

"Would you chill out, you look like you are about to wet yourself."

"I do not, I don't even need the loo and keep your clown family away from me" 

opps did I just say that out load? He started laughing and I kind of like his laugh. It was the sort of laugh the made you feel welcome.

"Clown family seriously?"

"Well you probably have a dungeon with lots of clowns, and I'm your next victim."

I crossed my arms and he rolled eyes.

"Oh know you caught me... your so childish." he went back to his stern look. 

"No realistic."

We stop talking after that I kind felt like he wasn't aloud to have fun or joke around which kind made me feel sad but then I remember he called me Childish so I got over it fast. After another ten minutes of driving we came up to some gates that slowly open like they where gate way to heaven.  He carried on driving a miles before we finally reach his house going past lots of land. A big  castle was in front of us, there was big round about in the middle. It was the most beautiful place I ever seen with wild flowers growing up the side of the house. I't was like living in disney land except there are no roller coaster or Disney people. Okay it's not like Disney land but it close to it. I knew he was rich but I didn't know he was like the queen of England rich! He walk towards the door where a butler who had already had the door open for us. He has a freaking butler!!

"Evening Mr Cooper"

Drake did a slight nod and kept walking

"Evening"

I said with a smile. He was shocked to see me but did a faint smile then closed the door behind me. When I said outside was beautiful the in side was ten times better. There was this big stair case that either lead to east wings or west wings of the house. The stairs were golden with red carpet giving the famous red carpet moment. He had black marvel tiles on the floor which were squeaky clean.

"Will you hurry up and stop gawking at my house." Drake was tapping his foot, he was all ready at the top of the stairs. I stared daggers at him and scowl. 

"I was not gawking"

I mumbled and made my way up the stairs. After about century of years later we finally located his room. Let me just I really do hate him but his room was my wish come true. He had a four posted bed that had black covers and dark blue carpet matching his dark blue walls. A flat screen 3D T.V and a x box. There was two wardrobes now at first I thought he had way to many clothes or something. But when he opened the black wardrobe I almost cry at the sight of it. Their was about 20 different guitars. Now I love guitars I only own two at home. He had about 9  different Gibson ranging from electric to acoustic. 10 different Martin and Co guitars and one Tanglewood which was the same as mine. I was in need to get my greedy hands on one I was about to run and get one, but Drake hand shot out to stop me.