Play With Your Heart Strings (Re writting from Chapter 7)

Chapter 1

"Well your quit the social butterfly! Nah, I think I might stay here, settle into my room." I reply.

"Okay, I'll call you if something happens."

"Vice versa." I say, walking up the stairs.

"Bye sweaty!" The door thuds closed. I pull on a pair of track suit pants and a tank top.

half an hour later.

The phone rings. I walk down stairs and pick it up.

"Hello." I say into the phone, leaning on the counter.

"Hey sweet heart, it's mum. My engine got flooded and I can't come back tonight, you have to stay over at the Richardson's tonight, one of them will be over soon."

"Mum!!" I whine but before I can argue she hangs up on me.

"Bitch." I say under my breath.

"Language!" Damon says appearing out of no where.

"Damn it Damon you scared hell outta me!" I say, holding my chest.

"Well hurray up and pack a bag, or at least invite me in!"

"Why, you're already in!" I say, trudging up my stairs.

"What ever, just hurry up babe!"

"I will if you don't call me babe." I say, stopping in the middle of the staircase.

"What ev's, I'll try." He mumbles. I smile and go into my room and pack a bag.

"JEEZ! you take forever to pack a bag!" Damon says, I turn around and see hm sitting on my desk chair. "Nice bra by the way." He says, flinging it across the room.

"Oh my god get out!" I yell, pushing him out of the room on the desk chair and slamming the door.

I walk into my bathroom and look in the mirror. My ebony hair falls half way down my back and my violet eyes framed with black eyelashes. I will admit, I'm pretty, but I'm not stunning. I grab my toothbrush and hairbrush and shove them in my duffel bag and open my door to see Damon still sitting on my desk chair in front of my door.

"I thought you were supposed to be the mature one." I say, putting my hands on my hips.

"Why?" He asks, an evil smile on his face.

"Because your the oldest." I say.

"Just 'cause I'm the oldest out of me and Ben doesn't mean that I'm the mature one. I mean, you didn't see me hanging out the window though." He says, pushing the chair into my room.

"How the hell did you know that I saw Rick hanging out the window?" I ask, spinning around.

"He told me." He says, groping my ass on the way out of the room. I kick him in the back of the leg and walk out of the room following him.

The Richardson house was filled with laughter as Damon an I enter it. I look over at Damon who doesn't seemed to be fazed at all. I walk into the lounge room and see the family parked on the couch and the floor and family guy playing on the telly.

"Oh, you're here Lara," Carmen says standing up. "Let me show you to your room."

"Okay." I reply, following her up their steps and down the hall.

"You'll be in the spare room next to the bathroom. Just across the hall from Ash, if you need anything, he probably won't help you. So just help your self."

"Thank you." I smile and put my bags on the ground. And walk down  to the lounge room to see that Ray is announcing he's putting Darcey to bed and going to bed himself with Carmen.