Chapter 7

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The guy that wasn't Andy had long black hair and was staring at me with confused eyes.
Same here.

"Hey! Who are you?" He asked.
"Who am I?! More like who are YOU!"
"How do you know Andy?" He asked, not answering my question.
"I'm his fledgling, now who are you and why the hell are you here?!"
"OHH!! That makes sense now. I'm CC. You must be Candice! I'm here because I'm hungry...so I'm raiding Andy's fridge. You're really pretty." He said simply.
"Oh" I said. "But you didn't answer my question. How do you know Andy?"
"I'm in a freaking awesome band with him."

Huh.
"So this band of yours...what genre?"
"It's a genre called 'why don't you leave me alone to raid Andy's fridge'." He said quite rudely.

I act shy, but when people get on the wrong side of me, I seriously use that as an advantage.
I consider it as giving second chances.

"Please don't speak to my like that, it hurts my feelings." I said sweetly.
"Well, bloody make me!"

First chance.
"I don't like swearing, it scares me." I said shyly.
"Shit shit crappity shit." He poked his tongue out at me.

Second chance.
I turned into the real me.
My sweet face vanished and I could tell he noticed.
I bet I looked really scary, going from a sweet shy girl to this dark crazy person.
"Don't ever speak to me like that again asshole."

I threw myself at him.
Literally.
I remember growing up with an older brother who got too close to me, just to annoy me. My only tactic was to push him away. Let's say that I could beat anyone in an arm wrestle in grade 5 upwards.
Funny, I can't remember the rest of my family.
Only my brother. Weird.

In midair of my launch, I saw his eyes widened.
Hehe.
I tackled him to the ground and pinned him there.
This bitch ain't going anywhere until I say so.

"Let this be a lesson to you. Don't be rude. And don't underestimate people who are shy. Ever."

He started stuttering, "C-Ca-Candice, y-your e-e-eyes a-are-"
What?!
Is he trying to compliment my eyes?!
The nerve on this guy.

I slapped him across his cheek.
Hard.
Really hard.
It left a mark.
It looked more like a burn than a hand mark.
Ouch, maybe I slapped too hard.

"Oooowwwww!!! Shit!!! Candice! Listen to me! I was going to say that your eyes are glowing! Literally! Your eyes are glowing red!"

Oooooh!!
What's wrong with her eyes?
And WHERES ANDY?!!??
Peace out trouts ✌️

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