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I have to admit, this one is a little confusing but it makes sense afterwards I guess...lol. And it's pretty much short and I'm sooo sorry for it but it is what it is I guess.


Afterwards, Miley, Taylor, and I decided to get some frozen yogurts from the dining hall. Or we could be smart asses and call it a fancy cafeteria. "So," Miley began eyeing me, "What were you staring at the whole time?"

I looked around then turned my attention back to her pointing to myself. "Who? Me?"

Miley's crystal marbles glared at me as she folded her arms across her chest. "No, Napolean Dynamite!" she snarled. Sighing, she relaxed her arms, took out her phone, and pretended to text someone. "Look, I know you were staring at Ms. Creeper. I kind of figured that. But you don't have to lie about it."

"I didn't even say anything!" I defended. But then Taylor put a hand on my shoulder, shaking his head. Definition: there's no way in hell I'm going to win this argument so what's the point?

During the middle of the night, Gomez decided creep in my dreams. Nothing sexual or nightmare-ish but just her face. Actually...that was a lie. It involved her body also. She was wearing a loose-fitting silk black dress that reached onto her ankles, her black hair flowing lovely around her broad shoulder, her dusky brown eyes slowly hypnotizing me.
And what was I doing? Y'know, just getting a nice boner.

Gomez walked gracefully to me, smiling seductively. "Wake up," she sang softly in my ear, caressing my cheek softly. "Wake up, silly," she repeated.

After a moment, Gomez's irises turned completely black, her flirty expression gone. "Bye bye then, Nicholas," she spoke coldly. As she said that, fangs grew from those crisp white teeth of hers as she lunged for my neck.

I woke up in a cold sweat, panting loudly. I looked over to the desk at my right checking the time. 3:30 a.m. I snarled quietly, hoping not to wake Taylor. (which was sort of impossible because his snoring blocked out his hearing) Everything in the room seemed well...except for the shadow at the window.

Wait what?

My head swung over to the window where I saw a pair of dark brown eyes staring at me. I practically screamed my head off. Then they disappeared.

"Shut the fuck up," Taylor mumbled into his pillow. Douche bag.

And there I was. Sweating like a fat kid. Panting like a runner. And traumatized like a kid catching his parents having sex.

Here was a good idea. I went back to sleep and hoped I will never have that experience again.

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Selena sat on the edge of her window, slowly sipping the bottle of beer one of the guys snuck inside of the campus. She looked up at the full moon and smiled to herself.

"You look beautiful tonight, mother," she said loudly. Selena laughed to herself and took a swig of beer. "Wish you'd come back," she mumbled under her breath, biting her lip.

Selena almost felt herself crying out for a moment. But then she remembered something brown and soft. Like the curly hair on that boy she met today. Nick she believed his name was. Selena smiled to herself.

"Another one bites the dust," she sang. Then Selena howled into the night, laughing at herself afterwards.

Tomorrow was going to be the beginning of an interesting story to come.

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That was some freaky shit... loved it though!