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Seen Me

by Kill-Your-Own-Chorus 0 reviews

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Category: Humor - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama,Humor,Romance - Warnings: [!] - Published: 2008-11-16 - Updated: 2008-11-17 - 900 words

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Chapter 5 - S e e n M e

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THURSDAY AFTERNOON
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--- China's POV ---

"dark this heavy past tension over talking ever creepy
creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat sore
bubble crass the eye balls of token alibis say digger dig"

Another brutal day of learning and participating. I finally reached home and I needed a break. I turned up Skinny Puppy's 'Goneja' as i got ready for a day out and about myself. I couldn't get the thought of meeting Oli Sykes out of my mind though. He was so cute and charming, how could my friends not see that? They're all like, "eewww he's 21! he's gonna rape you!" why couldn't they be like,"He's 21? My lord, is he charming!" [sigh] I guess the world wasn't ready for that sort of leap.

I applied on some liquid eyeliner and smokey eye shadow. I slipped on my baggy olive green RUBBISH shirt and some black skinnys. I put on my black converse slip-ons and headed out the door to the car. I drove out of my driveway and headed to the mall, for some odd reason i was getting pretty attached to that place.

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"One strawberry bubble tea with pearls please" I requested as i handed the 5 dollar bill. I received the drink along with my change and i walked to the fountain. I sat down on the black marbled edge of the fountain and sighed. There was so much going on right now, my friends hounding me, Oli Sykes flirting with me, it was all pretty crazy. Now I was way too confused on whether or not i should go to the concert! Well i thought I could go and watch them, just not meet them afterwards. yeah, that sounded good. I mean, you can't get raped if you never meet the pedo right? GAH! what was I thinking?! Oli Sykes was no rapist! He was the cutest metal singer of this generation! I shook all the thoughts out of my head and took a sip of my drink. I looked down at my shoes and thought about the homework that was due in a few days, anything to get Oli off my mind. But before I knew it, a pair of white converse stood in front of mine.

"Hi" a male voice spoke smoothly. I looked up quickly and immediately noticed the tattoos and the hair. My entire body froze up and I swallowed a chunk of pearls whole. I let out a cough and looked back up at him. I couldn't believe it, Oli was here again! He smiled lightly and sat down next to me, his eyes bearing into mine. He was wearing black skinny pants and a purple drop dead tee. He was looking cute as usual. I smiled sheepishly and gripped onto my tea.

"So...what's up?" I asked him. He smiled at me once more and smoothed some hair back from behind his ear.

"I'm good, just trying to find someplace peaceful" He answered.

"So you chose a mall?" I asked him, raising my eyebrow. He let out a little laugh, and i practically wanted to piss my pants.

"I'm the kind of person who needs a little noise," He explained,"It's just peaceful to me for some reason, you know?"

"Yeah yeah, i get you" I spoke truthfully.

"Good, 'cause most people don't" He said. I furrowed a little and cocked my head, it seems that even Mr. Sykes has feelings. Not that i thought he was heartless, but he seemed like the kind of person that didn't give if you hated him. He turned his head and looked at a couple sitting across from us, they were holding hands and kissing each other's cheeks. He smiled lightly.

"It must feel so good to have someone like that to turn to every now and then" He spoke. I turned and looked over at the couple too, it seemed they were too lost in each other to care about the world. I kind of wished i had a boyfriend like that. Suddenly i felt something grab my hand gently and pull me up.

"C'mon," Oli snickered,"We're going on a walk"


--- Tegan's POV ----

"Where ARE YOU?! I've been calling for the past half hour!" I yelled in the phone as i hung up again. God, that girl never picked up the phone. What the heck did she have to do anyway? Auggghh, forget about it. I flipped my phone open and called up Nadia, maybe she was available.

beep....beep....beeep...

"Hello!" A cheery voice chirped.

"Nadia! China won't pick up! She's being a poo face!" I whined in the phone as i grabbed my purse.

"Well usually when she doesn't pick up it means she's busy" Nadia mentioned with a slight giggle.

"No, that's not it! She's supposed to come over today!" I let out a gasp,"Unless!..."

"Unless what?" Nadia asked curiously.

I put my hand to my mouth for a moment, and then i got pissed. I put two and two together, and I officially knew why she wasn't answering her phone.

"TEGAN!" Nadia called out.

"Ni-Ni, call amy" I snapped,"We've got some trash to pick up."
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