Here's chapter two! It's a little different, I liked how it was turning out... but then the ending was a little tricky to plan out. I'm hoping to get Chapter 3 released sometime soon, but I'm trying to focus also on my other fanfiction, so please bare with me :) hope Ты guys like it!
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Duncan’s POV
I stop in front of an apartment. I look down at my phone and at the most Последнее text from Bridgette. “Floor 9,” I read.
I gulp and walk towards the apartment door. I see a group of multiple buttons, and press the one marked “9.” I wait to hear her voice, oddly enough... I haven’t stopped thinking about her since we met this afternoon.
I’m not going to lie, I actually kinda want to make an impression on this girl... luckily, I have Bridgette’s help. With everything that’s been going on with Gwen, I need a distraction.
Apparently Gwen’s been under the radar from everyone, she’s been gone for a few weeks now, but hell, she’s none of my concern anymore.
“Who is it?” The voice says from the speaker.
I smile when I hear it. “It’s me princess,” I speak. “Care to open up?”
The red-headed hottie walks down the stairs from inside, she opens up the door of the building. Her hair is down, and she’s wearing a short, almost slutty, black dress with heeled-sandals.
I look at her, almost baffled with how amazing she looks. “Wow... Ты clean up good!” I exclaim.
She shoves her кошелек towards my chest and hisses, “Let’s just get this over with.”
I smirk, “Fine... follow me.”
“Where are Ты taking me?” She asks; her eyebrows rose.
I chuckle, “You’ll see.” Then I turn back to her, “Do Ты not trust me?”
She laughs, “Of course I don’t. Ты are Duncan, after all.”
I face her, “You’re just going to have to wait.” I grab her hand and pull her to my vehicle. She rolls her eyes at me.
I begin driving with her in the passenger seat.
“So, Ты live in an apartment... Ты teach swimming lessons... anything else I need to know about you?” I question.
Steph chuckles, “My life is of no concern to you.”
I chuckle in response, “You also are a bitch.”
“Rude much?”
“Just stating what’s true...” I protest.
She glares at me again.
“I hope Ты like Italian,” I add.
“Italian?”
I nod.
Steph smiles, “I Любовь Italian food.”
“That’s one thing we have in common then, I Любовь Italian too.”
We pull up to a restaurant. Steph opens the door the vehicle and walks out.
“Oh my god...!” She exclaims. She looks at the building of the fancy, expensive, Italian place. “Duncan...”She turns towards me. “You do realize that this is our first date.”
I smile. I knew this would impress her. I glance towards her, “So now this is a date?”
Steph turns from me almost instantly, “It’s a night out... together, as FRIENDS. Besides, expensive restaurants are cliché and tacky.”
“You know... we could make this еще fun than just sitting there and talking...” I propose.
She raises an eyebrow and edges her face closer to mine, “How do Ты figure?”
“We could simply... “borrow” some food.”
Her eyebrow rises higher, “You want me... to steal some expensive Italian food?”
I nod. “Unless you’re too scared you’ll get caught,”
“Our relationship may be like Ты and Courtney, but I’m not a wimp like she is.” Steph responded. “I’ve been stealing things since I was seven. I’m in!”
I grin, “That’s the spirit!” I grab her hand and pull her around the building, to the back door. “The easiest way to get into the кухня is through this door...”
“Then what’s the problem?” She asks.
“The fact that we can’t get in without being an employee,” I answer. “We need an apron, или a chef hat, или a uniform...”
Steph laughs at me, “Easy enough. Sit back, relax, and let me take care of things.”
I raise an eyebrow, she looks at me. “Do Ты happen to have a scarf in your car?”
I run to my car and open the door; I pull out a blue and white striped scarf. I run back to her and toss it.
She wraps it around her neck and I notice something... her dress is all dirty. When did that happen?
“Your dress...?” I begin to question.
“I need it to look like shit for this,” She answers. “Go! Hide!” She calls to me.
I wander out of sight and hide behind a truck in the staff parking lot. I make sure to give myself enough room to watch whatever Stephanie has planned. Who knows what she’s planning? But whatever it is... it seems interesting.
She sits down on the ground in front of the door; she dramatically knocks... the door opens to reveal a worker from the restaurant. “May I help you?” He asks. He wears an apron, a hairnet and is holding a spatula.
She looks at him, batting her eyelashes. “Oh PLEASE sir!” She begs. “You must help me... I haven’t eaten in days... I have no money for Еда или clothes или anything of the sort. I’m starving. Ты don’t know what it’s like! Not eating for days... and days on end... it’s tragic, really. I Остаться в живых my home, I Остаться в живых my family, I Остаться в живых my friends, I Остаться в живых everything... I may lose myself! I’m on the verge of death...”
I raise an eyebrow and give a look; she’s really good at this, like, REALLY good!
She grasps the man’s uniform, “If you... could even bring me even a bit of food, I don’t even care if it’s from the garbage.” She pulls the man’s lips towards hers, “I’d make it worth your while...”
“Um... I’ll be right back...” The man says.
I wander up to Stephanie. “Holy shit! Where did Ты learn to act like that?”
Steph turns her head towards me, “I took a few drama classes in my high school years.” She gestures to behind the building, “Do Ты know if Ты have a нож in your car?”
I hold up a hand, “Wait... Ты want us to steal Еда from these guys, AND threaten them?!”
Steph walks towards me and puts a finger on my chin, “Duncan...” She says, her voice in a seductive... deadly whisper, she pulls my face closer to hers. “I thought someone like Ты would enjoy a little fun in this crime...”
I glance into her eyes, almost as if I’m staring into the eyes of a snake. I don’t know what she’s thinking... earlier, it seemed as if she wanted nothing to do with me... but now, she’s Актёрское искусство all seductive and sexy... I don’t understand what’s going on with her.
She drops my head, “But... I suppose I was wrong.”
I stare at her again, she really is something... I might actually have a shot with her. I reach into my pocket and pull out my pocket knife.
“Perfect,” She grins as she snatches the blade from my possession.
The door opens and Stephanie stands there, the man from earlier holds a cookie in his hand and holds it out to her, I hide behind the truck again.
“That’s it...?” Steph Вопросы the man, “That’s all Ты can give a girl like me?” She hides the нож behind her back.
He nods, “I apologize...” His eyes then get hopeful, “Will I still get it “worth my while?”
Steph chuckles, “I just need Ты to do, one more... simple thing...” She whispers seductively.
Damn, I don’t blame that man for finding Steph hot... she’s incredible...
The man nods weakly, “Anything...”
Steph smirks devilishly, “I’m gonna need Ты to remove your фартук for me...” She pulls out her нож from behind her back, “Or I kill you...”
The man’s eyes widen, “You wouldn’t, and Ты couldn’t!”
I walk out into view from behind the truck, “Wanna bet?” I smirk at Steph. “Nice job Steph,”
She grins, “Take your фартук off, или Ты can guarantee certain death...”
The man nervously gives us the apron... “I’ll call the cops,”
Steph laughs a low, hollow laugh. She mutters to the man, “If the cops EVER find out about this... you’ll be the first person I’ll find,” She breaths in the man’s ear, causing him to go stiff and stay silent.
Steph tosses the фартук towards me, “You put it on... I’ll go with the simple stealth approach.”
I nod and put on the apron, we open the door to the кухня and I walk inside, Stephanie following behind me by crawling.
The кухня is filled with voices; chefs are working at preparing different things, while waiters enter in and out to bring the Еда to the customers. I glance down at Steph, who is silently giggling.
A man points to me and Steph nervously hides behind my legs. “You!” He calls. “Two lasagnas, таблица 4.”
He walks away and continues preparing. I look down at Steph, “You up for lasagna?” I whisper.
She nods her head, “Wait till its done being prepared, and then pass it to me.”
I nod back. I wait until the lasagna is done being served onto the plates; I pass both plates to Steph.
“Now... RUN!” I say.
She slides out from under the table, causing a few of the chefs to notice us. “Let’s go! Let’s go!” She hollers to me.
We run outside, clutching the lasagna-plates. I take off the фартук and toss it back at the terrified man, who luckily, was still outside. We hear screams and shouts.
“THIEVES! THIEVES!” One chef calls at the вверх of his lungs.
Steph laughs and laughs and clutches my hand as we pull each other. We run around the building and into my vehicle, we hop inside and I drive away as fast as I could.
Stephanie looks at me with a huge grin; she is laughing almost hysterically, “That was too fun! WAY too fun!”
That... is the moment I realize... I wouldn’t mind a секунда дата with this girl.
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Duncan’s POV
I stop in front of an apartment. I look down at my phone and at the most Последнее text from Bridgette. “Floor 9,” I read.
I gulp and walk towards the apartment door. I see a group of multiple buttons, and press the one marked “9.” I wait to hear her voice, oddly enough... I haven’t stopped thinking about her since we met this afternoon.
I’m not going to lie, I actually kinda want to make an impression on this girl... luckily, I have Bridgette’s help. With everything that’s been going on with Gwen, I need a distraction.
Apparently Gwen’s been under the radar from everyone, she’s been gone for a few weeks now, but hell, she’s none of my concern anymore.
“Who is it?” The voice says from the speaker.
I smile when I hear it. “It’s me princess,” I speak. “Care to open up?”
The red-headed hottie walks down the stairs from inside, she opens up the door of the building. Her hair is down, and she’s wearing a short, almost slutty, black dress with heeled-sandals.
I look at her, almost baffled with how amazing she looks. “Wow... Ты clean up good!” I exclaim.
She shoves her кошелек towards my chest and hisses, “Let’s just get this over with.”
I smirk, “Fine... follow me.”
“Where are Ты taking me?” She asks; her eyebrows rose.
I chuckle, “You’ll see.” Then I turn back to her, “Do Ты not trust me?”
She laughs, “Of course I don’t. Ты are Duncan, after all.”
I face her, “You’re just going to have to wait.” I grab her hand and pull her to my vehicle. She rolls her eyes at me.
I begin driving with her in the passenger seat.
“So, Ты live in an apartment... Ты teach swimming lessons... anything else I need to know about you?” I question.
Steph chuckles, “My life is of no concern to you.”
I chuckle in response, “You also are a bitch.”
“Rude much?”
“Just stating what’s true...” I protest.
She glares at me again.
“I hope Ты like Italian,” I add.
“Italian?”
I nod.
Steph smiles, “I Любовь Italian food.”
“That’s one thing we have in common then, I Любовь Italian too.”
We pull up to a restaurant. Steph opens the door the vehicle and walks out.
“Oh my god...!” She exclaims. She looks at the building of the fancy, expensive, Italian place. “Duncan...”She turns towards me. “You do realize that this is our first date.”
I smile. I knew this would impress her. I glance towards her, “So now this is a date?”
Steph turns from me almost instantly, “It’s a night out... together, as FRIENDS. Besides, expensive restaurants are cliché and tacky.”
“You know... we could make this еще fun than just sitting there and talking...” I propose.
She raises an eyebrow and edges her face closer to mine, “How do Ты figure?”
“We could simply... “borrow” some food.”
Her eyebrow rises higher, “You want me... to steal some expensive Italian food?”
I nod. “Unless you’re too scared you’ll get caught,”
“Our relationship may be like Ты and Courtney, but I’m not a wimp like she is.” Steph responded. “I’ve been stealing things since I was seven. I’m in!”
I grin, “That’s the spirit!” I grab her hand and pull her around the building, to the back door. “The easiest way to get into the кухня is through this door...”
“Then what’s the problem?” She asks.
“The fact that we can’t get in without being an employee,” I answer. “We need an apron, или a chef hat, или a uniform...”
Steph laughs at me, “Easy enough. Sit back, relax, and let me take care of things.”
I raise an eyebrow, she looks at me. “Do Ты happen to have a scarf in your car?”
I run to my car and open the door; I pull out a blue and white striped scarf. I run back to her and toss it.
She wraps it around her neck and I notice something... her dress is all dirty. When did that happen?
“Your dress...?” I begin to question.
“I need it to look like shit for this,” She answers. “Go! Hide!” She calls to me.
I wander out of sight and hide behind a truck in the staff parking lot. I make sure to give myself enough room to watch whatever Stephanie has planned. Who knows what she’s planning? But whatever it is... it seems interesting.
She sits down on the ground in front of the door; she dramatically knocks... the door opens to reveal a worker from the restaurant. “May I help you?” He asks. He wears an apron, a hairnet and is holding a spatula.
She looks at him, batting her eyelashes. “Oh PLEASE sir!” She begs. “You must help me... I haven’t eaten in days... I have no money for Еда или clothes или anything of the sort. I’m starving. Ты don’t know what it’s like! Not eating for days... and days on end... it’s tragic, really. I Остаться в живых my home, I Остаться в живых my family, I Остаться в живых my friends, I Остаться в живых everything... I may lose myself! I’m on the verge of death...”
I raise an eyebrow and give a look; she’s really good at this, like, REALLY good!
She grasps the man’s uniform, “If you... could even bring me even a bit of food, I don’t even care if it’s from the garbage.” She pulls the man’s lips towards hers, “I’d make it worth your while...”
“Um... I’ll be right back...” The man says.
I wander up to Stephanie. “Holy shit! Where did Ты learn to act like that?”
Steph turns her head towards me, “I took a few drama classes in my high school years.” She gestures to behind the building, “Do Ты know if Ты have a нож in your car?”
I hold up a hand, “Wait... Ты want us to steal Еда from these guys, AND threaten them?!”
Steph walks towards me and puts a finger on my chin, “Duncan...” She says, her voice in a seductive... deadly whisper, she pulls my face closer to hers. “I thought someone like Ты would enjoy a little fun in this crime...”
I glance into her eyes, almost as if I’m staring into the eyes of a snake. I don’t know what she’s thinking... earlier, it seemed as if she wanted nothing to do with me... but now, she’s Актёрское искусство all seductive and sexy... I don’t understand what’s going on with her.
She drops my head, “But... I suppose I was wrong.”
I stare at her again, she really is something... I might actually have a shot with her. I reach into my pocket and pull out my pocket knife.
“Perfect,” She grins as she snatches the blade from my possession.
The door opens and Stephanie stands there, the man from earlier holds a cookie in his hand and holds it out to her, I hide behind the truck again.
“That’s it...?” Steph Вопросы the man, “That’s all Ты can give a girl like me?” She hides the нож behind her back.
He nods, “I apologize...” His eyes then get hopeful, “Will I still get it “worth my while?”
Steph chuckles, “I just need Ты to do, one more... simple thing...” She whispers seductively.
Damn, I don’t blame that man for finding Steph hot... she’s incredible...
The man nods weakly, “Anything...”
Steph smirks devilishly, “I’m gonna need Ты to remove your фартук for me...” She pulls out her нож from behind her back, “Or I kill you...”
The man’s eyes widen, “You wouldn’t, and Ты couldn’t!”
I walk out into view from behind the truck, “Wanna bet?” I smirk at Steph. “Nice job Steph,”
She grins, “Take your фартук off, или Ты can guarantee certain death...”
The man nervously gives us the apron... “I’ll call the cops,”
Steph laughs a low, hollow laugh. She mutters to the man, “If the cops EVER find out about this... you’ll be the first person I’ll find,” She breaths in the man’s ear, causing him to go stiff and stay silent.
Steph tosses the фартук towards me, “You put it on... I’ll go with the simple stealth approach.”
I nod and put on the apron, we open the door to the кухня and I walk inside, Stephanie following behind me by crawling.
The кухня is filled with voices; chefs are working at preparing different things, while waiters enter in and out to bring the Еда to the customers. I glance down at Steph, who is silently giggling.
A man points to me and Steph nervously hides behind my legs. “You!” He calls. “Two lasagnas, таблица 4.”
He walks away and continues preparing. I look down at Steph, “You up for lasagna?” I whisper.
She nods her head, “Wait till its done being prepared, and then pass it to me.”
I nod back. I wait until the lasagna is done being served onto the plates; I pass both plates to Steph.
“Now... RUN!” I say.
She slides out from under the table, causing a few of the chefs to notice us. “Let’s go! Let’s go!” She hollers to me.
We run outside, clutching the lasagna-plates. I take off the фартук and toss it back at the terrified man, who luckily, was still outside. We hear screams and shouts.
“THIEVES! THIEVES!” One chef calls at the вверх of his lungs.
Steph laughs and laughs and clutches my hand as we pull each other. We run around the building and into my vehicle, we hop inside and I drive away as fast as I could.
Stephanie looks at me with a huge grin; she is laughing almost hysterically, “That was too fun! WAY too fun!”
That... is the moment I realize... I wouldn’t mind a секунда дата with this girl.
1. AN amazingly gorgeous woman, talented, beautiful, inspiring, a woman without limits to her ability to love. Known for her humungous сердце and her sexy figure she will conquer the world without problem.
She is a true definition to perfection, beauty, love, and sweetness.
Pure ownage.
A miracle to be treasured she should never be taken advantage of или for granted.
The builder of my сердце and the keystone to my soul.
I think Mike wrote this.
2. An awesome, fun-loving girl who can always make Ты laugh. Is a great friend and can get Ты through hard times. NOT a boyfriend stealer. Really pretty and likes to talk. Does not like annoying people, they give her headaches. Really good at math and a very fast worker. Likes to text and go on facebook. Ты could never find anything bad to say about her.
She is a true definition to perfection, beauty, love, and sweetness.
Pure ownage.
A miracle to be treasured she should never be taken advantage of или for granted.
The builder of my сердце and the keystone to my soul.
I think Mike wrote this.
2. An awesome, fun-loving girl who can always make Ты laugh. Is a great friend and can get Ты through hard times. NOT a boyfriend stealer. Really pretty and likes to talk. Does not like annoying people, they give her headaches. Really good at math and a very fast worker. Likes to text and go on facebook. Ты could never find anything bad to say about her.