-AMANDA-
Right now, we are in Crystal's car. I know I shouldn't just get inside strangers cars. Especially, when they look rebellious, but I didn't have much of a choice, now did I?
One thing bothers me...
-Who is Blake?-
Blair looks at me and smiles. ' Did I just said that out loud?'
"A person you should avoid. His intentions are no good and he loves manipulating others." She sighs and runs her fingers through her hair. -I wonder if she is a model...-
"Just relax. It's gonna be fine!" Crystal laughs, while her eyes are still focused on the road.
"H-How can you be calm about all this?!" I nearly yelled. As a 'normal' Person, of course I'd be nervous.
Both of them look at me for a second, as if i jumped off a cliff and started laughing.
"What's so funny?" I am confused. Was this all made up?...
"Aww, darling~! You're so innocent! We've been through things like this or even worse and as you can see, we're still alive!... I really like you!" Crystals words flutter me.
"I agree! How come a person like you would be able to soften a stonehearted Jerk?" The model asks next to me.
"I've only met him yesterday."
"But he seems attached to you. You should feel honoured to even gain attention from a person like him." Both started laughing again.
"I don't understand."
"You see, Rev only talks or hangs out with someone, as soon as he trusts them. Little boy has trusting issue's. I don't know much about him, but we all had it hard to even get him into our group. However, Lance managed to get him. He's a closed book, wrapped with chains and locks, inclusive caged in a locker." Blair wiggles her eyebrows and I laugh.
So it's not just me, that finds it hard to guess his inner self. I honestly never seen Raven before, until now. I only read his name on our School board once. He is an unsocial, but still popular person. It's like he's avoiding people's attention. That makes him kinda special.... Not forgotten to mention, he looks unique. Like a damn greek god.
"We're here!" Crystal stops the car infront of a one floor, brick and kinda modern house. "I hope Troy is at home."
Troy? Must be her brother.
We got out and stood at the front door. I don't want to go inside strangers homes.
"Troy! Open up! It's Crystal." She pouts.
The door opens and a tall teen with dark blonde hair leans at the side. He's wearing a basketball jersey (Golden State Warriors). -Typical Jock I'd say. Kinda looks like ... Lance ...- He crosses his toned arms and narrows his turquoise eyes on me. I lower my head.
-He looks attractive, no doubt.- Somehow, embarrassment flows in me.
Blair giggles, places a hand on my waist and pushes me inside the house. I'm not trying to be rude, but her strength is comparable to a man's.
"So? What do you want?" The boy asks, still not releasing his eyes off me. "Who is she?"
Crystal gives him a slight punch. "Stop asking and stop being mean T.J. Give us a drink okay?"
He groans, leaves for a minute, then returns with 3 cans of coke. "You are?" He asks as he hands me one.
"Amanda." I simply answer. I can't get my eyes off him, he has a unique eye color. -It looks like those eyes are blessed.-
"Done staring?" He asks and I instantly look away. -Oh freak...-
Blair punches his stomach and he gives out vomit noises. "UGH!...What was that for?!"
She shrugs." Want me to do it again?"
He shakes his head and she grins. "Then be less of an ass."
"Yow! Where is 'White Chicks'?" I see Crystal sitting relaxed on the couch with crossed legs.
"Uh yeah! Wanna watch it too!" Blair rushes to the couch.
"On the shelf." Troy answers.
He studies me and when I turn look at him, his small smile turns into a grin. I notice dimples on both sides of his cheeks and he appears to look younger.
"How did you end up being friends with them? I mean, you don't look anything like them."
I look at him confused and he waves his hands in a 'not that way'.
"I don't mean it in a bad way, it's just that they are like... guys" He whispers and points at the couch. I try not to laugh. -Hey, I'm starting to like this guy.-
Not even a second passed and a pillow hits his head. "Hey! Just because you have a dick, doesn't mean you have to act like one!" Crystal pouts.
"Exactly T.J! Amanda come here! He's bad influence too!" Blair waves.
He crosses his arms."You are in my house! You shouldn't speak so tough! Who knows wha-"
"And I know your brother!" Crystal gives him a mischievous smirk.
-Brohter? So it might be Lance. They both have dark blonde hair and turquoise eyes or more like Lance has ocean blue eyes.-
"Pfff... speaking of him, where is he?" He leads me to the couch.
"Uhhh.. sum shit happened"
As we walked closer to the couch, Troy pulls Crystal by her hair. "What do you mean 'sum shit'? Where is he?"
She shrieks and pushes him away. "Chill-Ax! Stop being overprotective! You are just 14." -He's just 14?!?!?!-
He sighs." Age doesn't matter. I still am capeable to hurt someone."
Blair giggles." Okay mr. 'Superman'! Are you capable to show Amanda around the house and get us some popcorn?"
He rolls his eyes and takes my wrist.
"Let's go away from these... SHITHEADS!"
Both of them pout. "WE HEARD THAT!"
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"There's nothing much to see here." He then says, while we are walking around the living room. I notice that the house is very clean and that there are lots of medals, certificates and paintings.
-One painting caught my attention... It's a painting with a sad boy in it. Covered with darkness...A light next to him...more like a woman. Whoever painted this, must have been through a lot...-
"Amanda?" Troy snaps me back to reality. He takes a look at the painting I've been staring at and smiles. "Oh! Sad boi! All of those paintings belong to my brother. Nice huh?" He says proudly.
-Aww he must love Lance so much.-
"It's indescribable... beautiful!" I smile and he grins.
"I know right!" He looks around and gets a book out the shelf. "My brother is awesome! He even wrote a book! Here!"
He hands me a familiar black book and I smile. I take a look at it and... -OMG ... OMG... OMG... -
"IT'S A.J! " I scream and he chuckles. "H-HOW... W-WH?"
"AS I SAID! I KNOW RIGHT?!" Despite his good-looks, he acts like a child and makes me wanna join him. -I bet we look Pathetic right now!-
-I can't believe it! I'm inside my favourite Authors house. Is Lance A.J ? Did he changed his name? For what reason?-
"Who is your brother? From the group I mean. There are a lot of guys..." I ask shyly.
He obligates his head a bit and raises an eyebrow. "He didn't tell you?"
I shake my head. "Is it perhaps, Lance?" -Since they look a like, I mentioned him first.-
Troy suddenly gasps and places one hand to his chest and looks at me as, if I've just insulted him. "Wha- No,no,no! Thank God no! That would be a nightmare!"
-I don't know why he despises Lance, but I guess everyone has a reason to...-
"Who then?" I raise an eyebrow.
"It's Raven." He smiles.