Chapter 8:How to meet the friends and not die in the attempt

I wasn’t very sure of next day. The night before I spend it with Bar and Ing talking in the phone about what the bloody hell should I wear. If you are not a girl, then you have to know that the outfit of a girl is a key and a complicated subject either if you are a girly girl or not. A guy can wear jeans and variety of shirts, and he is always fine. A girl can’t.
I mean, I have to decide between jeans, skirts, pants, shorts, and capris, and then between the different types of each. And after that, came the shirts. Long sleeves, shorts sleeves, with cleavage, no cleavage, etc. It was a dilemma, and a very big one.
So I woke up bloody tired and with no idea of what to wear at all. Thanks Merlín, while I was getting out the shower cursing every single alive being, Barbs got into my bedroom smiling with her make-up pouch.
That was one of the moments when I love her with all my heart, and would marry her if she were a guy… or I was a boy, either way. She decided my outfit by herself, seeing that I was totally mentally fucked, and applied my make-up. I must say, when she finished I was pretty hot.
She made me wear a jean skirt to my knees, a red blouse that made my hair shine even more than usual, a pair of sneakers in red, black and white, and jewellery matching (black necklace, red bracelets). Barbs is so fashion obsessive that she also made me wear matching underwear in black and red. She has a dirty mind, she always had. That’s how she is, and you have to love her like that. Even more when she wakes up at least an hour before needed to help you dress yourself to a “kind of a date” with a Playmobil King.
I suspected that she was also there for a brother of mine, and the tendency said brother has to walk to the house only in his boxers in the morning. But I couldn’t be positively sure.
Either way, I was ready to go at eight o’clock after I dismissed Barbs and Topher (suspicious, yeah) and my mom, and I were waiting for Kill to come. Just when I was about to jump in the sofa, someone rang the bell. Such perfect timing.
It was Kill and Dan, smiling widely at me. Both gave the once over as I watched them with my arms crossed over my chest; suddenly I was feeling very self conscious.
“Kindliche Kaiserin, how pretty you look in the morning.” Dan said, making a reverence. I laughed, I couldn’t help it.
“I didn´t knew where I was going, so I decided for this… thing. If, by any chances, you two decide to take me go climbing or something like that, I’ll make sure both burn in heaven.” I smiled at them, kissing Kill on the cheek.
“Well… How much ‘something like that’ do you considerer sky diving?” Kill asked playing with my hair. Even when he was smiling, that made me panic.
“You are not being serious.” I said, glaring at him. He just laughed.
Seriously, I’m getting tired of people laughing at me! They’re evil spawns of Satan! Or Gabriel’s, maybe.
“No.”
“We are going to the house of a friend.” Dan interrupted. He was too hyper about it, which made me suspect. Could he, by any chance, be high? That would be…Well, fine with me. As long he was nice.
Kill guided me to the car, and opened the door for me, so I sat next to him. Dan pouted at that, but finally, when I promised him that he could pick the music, he sat happily as ever in the backseat. The sigh Kill gave that moment must have being a clear sign, but I was just so happy to notice.
Wanna know what bloody music he picked?
Guess.

Nope, that wasn´t the answer.

Nope, not even close.

He chose Britney Spears. Britney, fucking, Spears. I swear, if I ever listen again to her “Gimme me, gimme me, gimme more”, I’m going to hang myself.
“Dan Tamlyn, how can you listen to this?” I said, completely shocked.
“Hey! She's good! She finally recuperates herself and I have to support her.” Dan said nodding.
I laughed at that. Come on, wouldn´t you have laughed?
“Yeah, very good.” Kill said sarcastically, but Dan didn´t get it.
After twenty minutes of driving and ear-killings, we arrive to a nice place. It was a street of lovely houses, all in white and pastel colors. The one house Kill parked in front of, was light blue, two stories with white windows and door. It was very British, the kind of houses you can find in English countryside. The whole street seemed like the one you’ll find in a fairytale, ethereal and all.
“Here we are.” Kill announced while he opened my door. Dan got off the car with us, and the three of us walked to the front door. Dan knocked three times, but didn´t wait for someone to open the door. Instead, he went to the left side of the house to an aisle with Kill and I right behind him.
And that was when the feeling of a dream ended. The backyard was all messy, with chairs and sofas and tables all around it, scattered in no apparent order. A pool, lights like the ones of Christmas on the trees and toys and balls all over the place.
Suddenly, a brunette girl jumped of one of the windows and landed in front of Dan, and she hugged him as if it were the end of the world.
“DAAN!!” she squealed, and then jumped to Kill’s neck. “KIILL!!” And, guess what?, Next was my neck, as she hugged me tightly. “KILL’S TINY GIRL!!”
O…kay… Maybe this was a house for mad people and she was hosted here?
“HOW ARE YOU?!” she yelled again, in my ear since she was hugging Kill and me together. I was uncomfortable with the situation.
Maybe she was a mad girl here, and she was the cousin of Kill…
Or maybe the fiancé of Dan!
“Fine, Gigi, I am fine. Unless you keep choking them, they would be ok too.” Dan came to rescue us, and the minute he told her that ‘Gigi’ let us go.
Or maybe not.
“Sorry, guys. It’s only that I missed you two so much…” she sighed. The girl was pretty weird, I mean, she missed us? What the hell? I never saw her before in my life!
“So she’s the girl?” Gigi asked Kill, circling me slowly. Then, she stopped in front of me, and she smiled approvingly. “You got a great one, huh? Poor girl, she has to deal with you. If you need to kill Kill, you just tell me; I’ll help.” Gigi said, telling the last part to me. I think I blushed, but smiled to her in return.
“Thanks?” I doubted.
“I’m Gigi, by the way.” The brunette girl said, linking arms with me as if we were friends since forever. I liked the girl, she was so natural. So I linked arms back, and laughed with her.
“Izzy.” I said.
“Well, Gigs, this is a score done by you. I betted that you would scare her as shit, but here you are, as great friends.”
We smiled at each other.
“Is just that…” I started, but she interrupted me.
“… we clicked.” Gigi ended my phrase.
Dan laughed mockingly, and pointed with his finger at Kill. “I bet now that you are regretting introducing them. They are going to become greatest friends, and you are not going to have peace.” He laughed.
“Hey!” Gigi and I said together.
“If Tink is ok, I don´t mind. I can always change my phone number for yours.” Kill smiled at me when he said that. Gigi stopped at that, and glare at Kill as if she was trying to burn holes in his head.
“You call her Tink?” She asked slowly. I watched as Kill blushed and avoided her glance.
“Well…” He started. But at the same time, I speak.
“What’s wrong with him calling me Tink?” I said
"Nothing wrong, Iz. Gigi's just talking." Dan answered me, but at the same time Gigi spoke.
"You never called a girl Tink." She said.
This was getting on my nerves. What? They wait for the other to open their mouth so they’ll speak? Seriously, I was starting to think that maybe I wasn´t the only one mentally fucked. "And I don´t see what's so wrong with that..."
"I tell you, nothing is wrong with that." Dan insisted. But, guess what, Kill spoke at the same time.
"She’s is-."
I didn’t get that, but, as you can imagine, they didn’t care.
Seriously, my nerves. I was loosing them. "Could anyb-?"
And that was when I lost it.
What did I loose, are you wondering? I have no idea, but I'm sure I lost it.
What I can tell you is why I lost it. Simple, because Gigi dropped her stare and smiled widely as nothing happened, and then tugged to Kill's neck.
"Oh, Baby Boy is growing!! Dan, you never told me he was growing so fast. I lost sight of you two for two weeks, and look what I found." She yielded in his ear, like a proud mother would de when her little son start walking.
"You are nuts, Megan." Dan smiled. "I was supposed to be your spy in school?"
"Yes! So when this happened you'd call me faster!"
Okaay… I always thought that I was kinda nuts, weird, a basket case, even, as Allison says. But this girl was way weirder than I was…
Fine, than I am. Gigi come near me and put her arm over my shoulders.
“So, Tink, how are you?” She smiled and I smiled back.
“Good, good. And you?”
“Great! I finally know Kill’s girl. He never brings here his skanks, so that means you are something special.”
“Oh, really?” I said, looking at Kill.
“What do you think if we came on in? I’m fucking hungry, and you, little Kindliche Kaiserin, you are not even finish with meeting the Guys.” Dan laughed.
(Just so you know, the capital G is from me)
He didn’t wait for us to reply, and I have to say that if had waited for any response of mine, he would have died of hunger. I was petrified. I had more friends to meet, and I couldn’t expect them to be all as cool as Gigi. Damn.
Damnit.
Kill approached me and grabbed my hand, squeezing it slightly and smiling at me reassuringly.
“It’ll be ok, Yasmin.” He said, kissing my cheek.
“AWWW. You two are so cute!!” Gigi screamed over the door, as Dan grabbed her by her shoulders.
“Hey! Stop that, love birds, and get your asses here!!”
“Dante, FUCKING Tamlyn, stop FUCKING yelling in my FUCKING house, you FUCKING twit!” someone screamed inside the house and Dan smiled wickedly. Talk about ironic logic, huh?
“BLOODY Jake Waldorf salad, stop BLOODY hollering at me!” Dan yield smiling.
“You fucking call me Waldorf salad once more, and I’m going to fucking cut your crock and sew it to your forehead!” That someone screamed. It was a boy someone and I could tell that he was coming down the stairs because of the noise of his feet on the wood.
“Moronic Jake, there’re ladies here!!” Gigi said out loud, to be hearing over to screaming inside.
“Dan is not a lady; he is not even a human being!” The boy said, the level of his voice was low but not low enough to not be hearing from us outside the house.
“HEY! I’m a bloody man, WALDORF BLOODY SALAD!!” Dan said, and the response didn´t wait longer. Poor poor Barbs, her future ex wouldn´t have a penis…
“I- TELL YOU-STOP-CALLING ME-…”
“Jake, put that knife down!” Another voice screamed demandingly. “Now!”
“Kill, are you sure is safe to get in?” I said slowly. Yeah, I panicked and I was seriously contemplating running away from there.
“It is, it is. This happens often, you don´t have to worry.” He said, smiling at me as he started dragging me toward the house. I reluctantly let him try and take me inside.
I don’t think he understood that saying “that was normal’ was a good thing to chill me out.
“I wasn´t talking about Dan, moron.” Gigi said slowly.
“Then WHO were you talking about, huh? Kill?” Said Jake said.
“No, our dearest Tink.” Gigi laughed, and when she watched me at the porch, she ran to me and grabbed my arm. “All, this is the oh so famous Izzy. Izzy, these are Jake and Demon.”
“Nice to meet you, Izzy.” said the tall guy with longish dark hair standing next to Dan that was named Demon. What a name for this tall, dark and handsome. He had the blackest eyes I have ever seen, and his hair curled slightly in his temples. He wasn´t the kind of boy I would call Demon, nor supposed to be friend with Dan and Kill, since he seemed like a responsible boy. With a demanding aura, and really handsome, but responsible none the less.
“Hi.” I smiled shyly.
“I can see why you like her, Kill. She´s hot.” Jake said. He was the whole opposite of Demon. He had his hair dyed white, almost fluorescent, and eyeliner on his dark blue eyes. A lot of tattoos were at sight, since he wears a tight tank top and a low cut jeans. He had all the ‘Bad boy of an emo kickass band’ image on him, he could easily be part of Fall Out Boy, or something like that. “And she has this ‘I’m-a-child-but-a-naughty-one’ on her.”
I blushed, his gaze made feel shy.
“Nice to meet you all.” I said smiling softly.
“She´s nice, Kill. She is like a cute, little fairy!”
Oh, Merlín…
I thought that the three of them were all the friends I would know, at least today, but when I was congratulating myself for being such a cool girl, a blonde guy with only speedos and a white and wet T-shirt came in for the front door, standing next to me.
“Hi?” I said confused. He sat on the counter next to me and started playing with my hair.
“And her red curls are sooo pretty. Can I keep her as my doll?”
Did you all read that, right? What were you do on my situation, huh? Hit him in the head and start calling for the police because he was a rapist? Freak out and start crying?
Well, I’m actually proud to say that I didn´t do nothing like that. I’m mentally challenged, you all should know that, and I’m very slow in this kind of situation. But I managed to glare at him, frowning.
“I am not a doll, Creepy Blondie.” I said, cool and collected. I rock, do I?
“Cam, stay away from her.” Kill laughed at my expression as he snaked his arms over my waist. “She´s only my doll, I don’t share.”
“Fuck you, Kill. I’m NO ONE’s doll.”
I over reacted a little, I know, but I can’t stand that kind of talk. Plus, I really hate people calling me doll, baby, ‘muñeca’ and that stuff, unless he is a pirate. So I punched Kill in the arm to take his arms out of my body.
And, yeah, it was also because I was nervous and kind creep out.
“I’m not even a doll.”
And that’s where all my amazingly mature reaction ended. I stocked my tongue out at him.
I was conscious that I had everyone’s eyes on me, and I started feeling a little self-conscious. What? He was being a prick, I have all my right to go and be a prick to him, right?
….Right?
… Maybe not.
“Wha-?” But I couldn’t finished my question because Demon spoke.
“She is a keeper, Kill. She’s now under my protection, so Jake, Cam, stay away from her.” He announced, and even if for me it didn´t make a lot of sense, I’m sure it did for them, since they all looked at Demon as if he were the king of the jungle.
“Aw, so you are the old Simba of the group and that’s why you´re friends with them?” I said without even thinking.

I should stop my mouth from speaking without my permission and my brain from thinking so fast when it doesn’t have to. Maybe if I sew a zip to my lips? That way I could only open the zipper when I’m really really sure what I’m going to say is not something completely stupid and really bashful.
“And she even has this sick dangerous obsession with Disney movies.” Jake stated.
“Is not a sick dangerous obsession!” Kill and I said at the same time.
“Is a natural thing since I’m a child in heart.” I smiled.
“And in height.” Jake laughed.
“I’m not the one trying to kill a friend, right?” I said stocking my tongue out again.
“Maybe if that said friends called you ‘Waldorf salad’ all the time, you would want to kill him to.” Jake replied.
“If your surname is Waldorf, just suck it up. You should be thankful Dan doesn’t watch Gossip Girl because if he did he would start calling you Blair.” I stated. Uh-oh… maybe that wasn’t such a good idea, I was actually give them ideas.
“And who is this Blair you’re talking?” Dan looked interested, tapping his lips with one finger. “I’m going to download Gossip Girl as soon as I am in my house, Salad.”
“Great. Thank you so very much.” Jake glared at me.
Fuck. It wasn’t supposed to happen like that! I was supposed to be the cool and collected and super nice girlf-… girl who is a friend (or something like that)!!
“I’m sorry…” I said slowly, feeling like crap. I watched my shoes as if they were the best thing in the world, and I could feel the heat coming up to my cheeks. Fuck.
I was so immersed in myself, that I didn’t noticed one of the boys coming closer until he hit Jake in the head. By the sound of it, it would have hurt like hell.
“I told you she was under my protection, you moron. You make her sad, moronic.” Demon spoke. His tone was threatening, but I could tell he was laughing inside.
“OUCH!! DEMON YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!”
“Jakey, that’s not language to use in front of the Doll.” Cameron said, grabbing my arm and kissing my forehead. “She has enough bad influence with Kill as her boy.”
“That’s because you don´t know my brother. He’s worse.” I answered, even when it wasn´t to me.
I don’t know why, but I actually like Cameron. He was really nice, in his creepy, weird sort of way. And he was hot. It’s not my fault that the boy wore his speedos and a white tee so his whole body was up to being stared at! Stupidly enough, I found myself comparing Kill and Cameron.
“That’s what brothers do, right? Being a bad example for their little siblings?” The blonde smiled. He had such a cute smile that I could have go all “ANYAAN!!” at him. But I didn´t, because I’m a really mature girl.
… Fine, because Kill interrupted.
“You’re not the younger brother, Cam!”
“Am not?”
“He's not?”
“No, he has a younger brother by two years-”
“Who is a pansy and a jerk!” Gigi interrupted. Kill glared at her and Cam nodded his head. Why? It was bad? The pansy-jerk was in fact one of his friends that I had to meet? If that was it, then I panicked (I did it anyway). If Gigi didn’t like him it was because he wasn’t likeable, that I knew.
“He’s not. He’s a friend.” Kill retorted.
“Yeah, a friend who tried to hit on Jake’s girl.”
To all this, the other three boys had being arguing about the goods and bads of Demon, socks and soccer. Don’t even ask. I didn’t get that either. But, either way, when Gigi said that, they all looked at her with wide eyes, and she glared at them.
“Oh, grow a pair!” She snapped annoy.
“You’re talking about Pansyne Douglas, right?” Jake asked quietly.
“Yeah. Stupid Kill is defending him. Can you believe it?” Gigi announced.
“Yeah. It’s ok, really. He is an ass, but-” Gigi didn’t let him finish.
“It’s not ok. And Alyssa is a bitch too.” She said, crossing her arms in her chest.
And I… well, I didn´t get a clue. At all. It was as if they were talking in greek and I only understood Japanese, or something like that. This Pansyne boy had tried to chat Jake’s girl up, and I guess Alyssa was this girl, but other than that, I was clueless. As clueless as Alicia Silverstone in Clueless.
Thank Merlín, there was an angel called Demon with them (how ironic), that came to my rescue.
“What do you all say if we go to Daisy’s?”
Or not.
“Yeah! I’m fucking starving!” Jake yelled, tapping his stomach.
“Beware of the language, Jakey.” Cam said, hitting him in the arm. “I’m going to change.”
“Oh, that’s it? Don´t do it, it's fine.” Gigi laughed.
“I know I’m sexy, Gigi, but I don´t want to be raped by you, or other girls… Or even boys!” He said, running up the stairs.
That was great, just a word and everyone was cool again, wondering for food. Gigi went looking for her purse, Jake went looking for the keys of her car, and Demon and Dan went up looking for “something we left the other day”. If it wasn´t because I was sure that they did it to let Kill and I alone, I would have been interested in their ‘encounters up the stairs’, if you know what I mean.
“So…” Kill started, once we were alone.
“So.” I smiled. He leaned over me, and kissed me on the lips ever so gently. We weren’t a couple, but we sure as hell act like one, and I was starting to wonder why I have wanted such a stupid thing.
“What do you think of them? Are they crazy enough?” He asked, putting an arm around my shoulders.
“Yeah. I like them, they are nice. Especially Gigi. Cam is weird, but I also like him. And Demon is… well, not a Demon at all.” I laughed. I had omitted a name especially, just to watch the reaction on him.
I was curious, so… SUE ME.
“And what about Jake?” He didn’t disappoint me, and I had to contain a laugh.
“Well… Jake has his charms.” I smiled coyly, and the smile changed to a smirk when I saw him tense up at that. “But I like your charms better.” I laughed.
“Yeah, yeah, are you sure you don’t want to go with him?” Kill said frowning, leading me to the front door.
Did I ever tell you that I’m a mean girl? Well, I am. Not mean in a ‘I’m gonna kill you by making you cry’ sort of way, but in a ‘I have to know how is this even if it hurts’ kinda way. So I have to experience by myself. I’m a little sadistic too.
“If you don’t want me in the same car as you…” I said slowly, pouting at him.
“I do.” He interrupted me eagerly, and pushed me closer to him. I smiled.
He is a cutie.
“But you want to give me to your friend.”
“He does?!” Jake appear out of the blue (called ‘the door of the garage’) by my side, and put an arm around my waist, smirking mockingly at Kill.
Kill opened his mouth to answer, but I didn’t let him.
“He does. He said that since you’re hotter than him, and better than him in everything, I should take you.” I said, oh so dramatically.
Heh, I rock.
“That’s a LIE.” Kill yelled annoy, and pushed me even closer to him, hitting Jake’s arm out of my waist. By the time he got me free, I was laughing my butt off as long as Jake. “You two are mean people, and are going to end up in the hourglass of Jafar!”
“God. Seriously, Kill, you have to review this thing you have with Disney movies.” Demon said, getting down the stairs with Gigi, Cam and Dan. Cameron was looking annoyed, and kept glaring at Demon as a little child that just got a punishment.
“Fine, then. Gigi, Cam and Dan with me. And Demon and Iz with you, Kill.” Jake grinned, and when Kill glared daggers at him, he went on. “Sorry, it was the best I could do.” Jake laughed as he opened the door and went outside; follow by a grumpy Kill, and Cameron and Dan.
“You were waiting in the stairs, werent’t you?” I asked to Demon, but he just shrugged and Gigi winked at me.
“I call the front seat!” She screamed, running to the black mustang in front of the house.
“Yeah, ignore the girl because you’re too tall.” I said frowning, walking to Kill’s car.
“Come on, Tink.” Kill smiled at me, motioning me the front seat as Demon sat in the backseat. I had to smile back at Kill, I really did. He was just too cute not to.
So, then, I got into the car, closed the door and put my seat belt on. “Where are we going again?”
“You’ve never being to Daisy’s?!” Demon asked surprised.
“No. I didn’t even know Sex existed until not very long…should I know it?”
“Yeah! It’s the place with the best hamburgers of the whole country.” Demon stated laughing.
“Yeah, yeah it is. It’s pretty cool, actually. Is right next to the gallery with all the tattoo shops.” Kill explained to me. Go figure. It was obvious that if it was there, then I shouldn’t even know it by sight.
“That explained it. My brother doesn’t let me near there unless I’m with him, and he have some pretty good bodyguards and spies all over the city.” I shrugged. Yeah, that’s my brother.
Topher is actually very… weird. I mean, he never let me go near the Twilight Zone when he’s not here, and neither to that gallery. But he’s cool and dandy with Kill and I. I swear, guys are confusing, I don’t know why they complain about girls when they are the one that can’t decided over one bloody thing.
“Your brother is very overprotective, right?”
Kill laughed at that, and I laughed too. Demon, however, look at us as if we were crazy. “I’m not sure. He’s really a freak.”
“Oh… Well, that’s cool. The worst thing that could happen is that he were there, right?”
“Considering it’s me we’re talking about, the worst thing that could happen is that my mom found me there and imagine a whole different story in which I’m pregnant with Kill’s baby, but I’m cheating on him with you, and I have to make myself a tattoo so I don´t have to donate blood.” I explained. Yeah, that was most like it to happened. My mom is a drama queen, do you think I take it from the air?
Demon and Kill stared at me wide eye (well, Kill not too much because he was driving and I hit him in the arm so he would pay attention to the road).
“…And why would you not want to donate blood?” Demon asked curiously. Heheh, so that’s why they called him Demon…
“Because Kill would want my body to use it to take as much advantage as possible. Donating blood, organs, whatever.” I said as it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“O…kay…” Demon doubted.
“Well, then. She at least has one thing true.” Kill stated, looking in front of him to the mustang.
“What?” Demon and I asked in unison.
“I do want your body.” He stated, and then turned and winked at me.

FINALLY!! It took me long enough, but the thing is that, in this time, I had some problems with a friend, I broke up with my cheating boyfriend and had tons of exams. So, yeah, I'm really sorry it took so lonng.

Thanks SOOOO much to the darling dontneedyou for beta-reading this. I really love you and this chapter it's dedicated only for you. (I promise to update as fast as I can n.n).

I really love every sinle one of the persons who read this, and to the ones who would still read (if there's any) I REALLY REALLY ADORE you.

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PZ: (Yeah, I like more the Z than the S. So what?) Well, I started another story, and I have a couple of chapters already written. But I´m not sure if it's good enough or not, or if I should publish it here or not. If any of you want to let me know what do you think, just send me a PM saying it, or let me your e-mail in your rr (its not blackmailing you all, for real!)

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