*few weeks laterrr*
Nya has been in the game room since last night. She locked the door and won't let any of us in. Michael keeps pounding on the door, trying to get her to open it, because he can hear her playing Call Of Duty: Black Ops and wants to play aswell.
"Nya, c'mon please? I wanna play too!!!!" Mikey begged. She still didn't unlock the door. Why? What's so bad about today?
I heard Nya yelling something but it wasn't in english. "TU ES TRES STUPIDE!!!! JE SUIS SUR TON ÉQUIPE." She yelled. What the hell. She continued to yell. "What language is that!?" I asked. "French." Michael replied. "SHE SPEAKS FRENCH!?" I yelled. He nodded. "I think they found each other again." He mumbled. "What?" I asked. Mikey sighed. "Last year, Nya and Dalton were playing Black Ops. They were playing against some french kid. When the french kid died in the game, he blamed it on Dalton then started saying pretty harsh things towards him. Nya tried to defend Dalton but it was too late, Dalton got up and left. You know what happens after that." Mikey explained. I stood there in shock. Then suddenly, the door swung open and out came a very angry Nya. She was mumbling things in french. She trudged to her room. Se came back minutes later looking pretty punk. She had a leather vest, a white t-shirt underneath the vest, black skinny jeans, combat boots, she had a beanie and her hair was down. She also had a few rings and bracelets and......a lip ring!? "I'm going out." She grumbled. "Woah there young lady, you're not allowed to leave the house without permission." I stopped her. "And where did you get that lip ring!?" I added. "I already asked uncle Luke if I could go and he said yeah." She replied. "You didn't answer my question." I said. Wow, I'm being overprotective. "None of your business." She growled then walked out the door with her key and her pennyboard. I sighed. Luke then walked over to me, seeing how stressed I was. "Don't worry. She's a good kid. It's just punk day, that's all." He said. "Punk day?" I asked. "Punk day is the day that Nya and Dalton would dress punk. They'd listen to punk music like usual but they dressed punk to show a side of them that no one really sees. It's tradition. They've been doing it since they were 4." Luke explained. I imagined how Nya would look as a four year old dressed all punk. It would've been cute. I smiled. She's really like me.
Stupid french kid. He's the reason Dalton is gone. He's the reason that my other half is gone. It's all his fault. He was so cruel to my best friend. It was a fucking game for crying out loud.
My thoughts were interrupted when I crashed into someone. "Watch where you're going." I spat. "Woah, calm down Nya. It's just me." Said Karl. "Sorry Karl. It's just that–" "You played black ops with the stupid kid from France. I already know. Niall told me. Anyways, remember that surprise I was telling you about a while ago?" He asked me. I nodded. "Well I was gonna pick you up for that. Let's go?" He said to me. I nodded and followed him.
*about half an hour later*
"We almost there!? My dad's gonna be wondering where I am soon." I said. "We're here." He said. We were at Dalton's old home. His parents still lived there but I never visited after Dalton....ya know. Karl dragged me to the door and opened it. It was surprisingly unlocked. We walked in and Karl let go of my wrist. It was dark. I couldn't see anything since Karl closed the door. Suddenly, the lights turned on and there stood someone that I knew to be dead. "Surprise." He said.
A/n OOOOOH!!!! CLIFFHANGERRR!!!!! Anywhore, hey guys!!! I haven't updated in a while, have I? THAT'S BECAUSE SCHOOL STARTED. I updated today because it's Sunday so no school today and i'm sick. WOOHOO *sarcasm* being sick sucks so much guys. Ugh.
Anyways, I haven't done a QOTU in a while, huh. So I'LL DO ONE NOW.
QOTU: WHO HERE LIKES BLINK-182, NIRVANA, SLEEPING WITH SIRENS, ALL TIME LOW, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, THE LAST SLEEPLESS CITY AND GREEN DAY!?
IF YOU DO, LET'S MY BUDS BECAUSE THOSE BANDS ARE DA BEST....after 5SOS of course.
SO DATS ALL FOR TODAY GUYZ. BAI