I opened the window because I loved to feel the air, of course as this was a small town in the lost city somewhere, unable to walk long well, so grudgingly slow down to 40 miles per hour. Look at the car clock and realized that it was only half past eight, that sucks, did not want to get home now so I went to a bar that used to go. I liked, there were motorcyclists and a pool, but only for riders coming seasons. I knew the barman, was named Kezia, was about my height, 1.57, I know, not very high but my boots me up about three inches, it was my best friend along with Zo, but I had always gotten along better with men, we had met when we had fought for do not remember that ever since we got along fine.
"Even you usually go dressed one bit simpler" I said when I arrived at the bar with a raised eyebrow.
"Come on, I have sixteen years, can not you serve me a beer?, I can show my fake ID"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, because it does not mention? "said with a big grin.
"Why not?" I asked in a voice rendered, knew that he would not go further than this.
"I like your car, if you get drunk, hits and tear it apart, that would be tragedy," he said with a smirk, she was just 19, but bartender was the best he could achieve in this place, and did it well. I also wanted to be and sometimes let me help, but only when there were many people and it almost did not happen.
"Okay, one of kalua frapuchino?" Said dejected, coffee liqueur would be the best we could get.
"And why are you so dressed up?, Do not use vi So from your last appointment with Omar "Ice asked as I prepared my
" There was a quote I just went with him to a party because my mother does not understand how much I hate "I replied. Omar was one of the kids that I never managed to get along, but we got to have strange conversations where we said it had almost no sense, and mother sometimes used to make me go out with him, and enjoyed more than upset the situation. My mom got a lot of fun with that.
"Why, if you like a little bit," he said in that voice when someone wants you to admit that someone you love. I'm not saying that is not handsome or anything, it's just irritating.
"Shut up" I said. The night continued normal, I heard a group playing, a little quiet for my taste but they played well, went home and lay in bed listening to music. The last thing I remember was a Good Charlotte playing in my head, then I woke up still wearing the vibration of my phone had run the battery was 3:30 am, began to charge my phone, I wore something comfortable sleep and I went to bed. I awoke with the morning light coming in through the posters that had stuck on windows, windows and walls were filled with posters, I took my phone charger, because the last phone was broken for a long time leave loading.
I covered my head with the blankets so that gave me light and I could go back to sleep. It was Saturday ... I forgot, we had to go to a family party, even going to go all the hill and would eat there, even (at my request) would sleep there. My parents had to could you be getting ready so I had to do the same, and suddenly ... puff, I woke up again. That had been the strangest thing, but my phone was disconnected and it was the day I thought, well, think about it later. I quickly put a pair of jeans a little tight but comfortable, my usual Gothic''boots''that did not perish very petite for my age, of course I would never have the problem seem smaller, and my birthday was in three weeks , a sleeveless black shirt and a gray shirt with black square on top.
I did what I could with my hair and ran to the kitchen to take something to not pass out on the road. Other times we climbed in a car, and I always complained that we should have gone walking, this time we had gone walking and now understand why always went by car, I was tired a lot. We ate grilled things and me and I liked the meat, I took a few vegetables and various equipment for chips and pundits to eat, I forgot to wear clothes to sleep so I went to sleep in my tent in the same clothes personal , I was fried after a few minutes. I was having the dream again. I woke up at night with noises in the trees that we had around, I put on my boots (the boss to put them so late), a jacket and went outside to see what happened. A couple of guys were fighting, cleanly as when Buffy went hunting, fascinating, I thought when I felt something hit me in the head. I fell and rolled on the floor rolling about to go down the hill, I grabbed a rock and got up. Trying to use Buffy as an example, I tried to fight with whatever he had beaten me, and helped clear my ability to hit people in addition to the training to which my mom made me go and it's not that I liked but could not past the first tape.
And no return, the fight should be stopped or continue in another place but there was more noise than my breath so I was wandering a bit until sleep overcame me and went back to sleep.
The next day we returned home and having nothing to do ... well the duties but did not feel, I went to the bar dressed in a tight black trousers, a sleeveless black shirt and my boots artistically broken .
"Hello C ... Hello Zo? ... and hello Brandon? "I said this last name with surprise and disgust. Zo almost never went to the bar, had been going a few times for us to hear a group but did not like to go ... and Brandon, well they all spoke together and that was strange because I knew no one there had spoken more than two or three times and Omar we had tried to avoid school.
"Hi" replied in unison, and laughed. Rare. Rare. Rare
"What the hell is going on here?" I asked and everyone saw me with quizzical look, C and Z because they knew that I liked but there was something else ... and Brandon ... well, for the same. Rare. Rare. Rare.
"I just talked ..." replied Cesia and Zoey.
"And since we were" told and went to talk to the other side of the bar. Rare. Rare. Rare. Brandon was going to follow them but I grabbed his arm, tried to hit but I did not even have time to complain when they came over and crushed his lips to mine, fast and slow, once had tried to kiss me and I had beaten in their face so hard that it was bleeding and needed stitches. When the numbness happened after a few seconds scolded me for having enjoyed and then I hit him, get the same result as last time and as often had fights here no one even flinched.
C and Z gave cured while giggling and I asked:
"But what the hell's the matter? Do not understand the concept mortal enemies? "But part of me enjoyed it once, and nobody knows, we had a slip, I think we had about thirteen years and I was experiencing so we had kissed and touched for long times for a couple of days.
"But if you liked" he said with a grin very low so that only I could hear, and kisses the guy really well, just as I like. No! I will not let me go again. I kicked his shin. I laughed.
"Okay, for" said Kezia but laughing. As it bothers me that he's here, he kicked back to shin and went to drink a cold coffee.
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