Relax: This is just High School

Rose: "on your own accord? Or your evil dad's?"

Aislinn: "Um, a table for two," I whisper, looking around, my eyes landing on Damien.

Ambrosia - "Evil dad's," I shrug. I heard movement in the bushes again and flinched. "Shit Rose." I whispered.

Damien - I flashed my dazzling smile at the waitress and watches as she swooned, "A table with a little privacy please." I told her smoothly.

Rose: I ignited my flame. "Where is the asshole?"

Aislinn: I raised an eyebrow. "Sure. What he said."

Marcus - I laughed. When I stepped out into sight I saw Ambrosia's gorgeous blue eyes widen in terror. "Good seeing you again Amb," I winked. "Mind telling your little friend there to turn off the flames?"

Ambrosia - I gulp and look at Rose, "Rose, please." I beg her with my eyes. Marcus was my dad's right-hand man, the only way he'd be here was if my dad was close by, maybe not in the forest, but my dad had to be in town. Marcus was almost like a body guard, except for he was more than that.

Damien - The waitress smiled back at me and led us to a private table for two. When she got our drinks and left I looked at Aislnn.

Aislinn: "Well? Let's see if I'm mentally strong." I closed my eyes and waited.

Rose: "who is he? If he's a good guy, ill consider it. Unless he chooses to get crushed by a rock. Then ill gladly switch." I grinned evilly.

Damien - I reached into her mind. I couldn't tell if she'd resist or not, there was a 50-50 chance. I saw the waitress walking our way. trip the waitress I told her mentally.

Ambrosia - "He isn't a 'good' guy, but he won't hurt us," I told her. I was being honest to, he would hurt us physically.

Marcus - "I'm surprised you didn't already realize it was me," I tell Ambrosia.

Aislinn: My leg moved and then I frowned. "That's not nice, Damien."

Damien - I smiled at her then waited for the waitress to leave before speaking. "Exactly, it was something you wouldn't want to do. Most normal people would have listened to me in a heartbeat, but you didn't."

Rose: "then he can shove it up his ugly ass." I snapped, increasing the flame a little.

Aislinn: I smile. "I started to, but then I didn't. So that means you can push thoughts into my head."

Damien - "But you can fight them. Let's say I told you to help her, you would because it would be something you would normally want to do, but if I tell you to stab yourself with that fork, you wouldn't because you have will power." I explain.

Markus- I roll my eyes. "Is she serious? She's almost as bad as you were when you first met me. Good thing you learned." I laughed leaning against a tree.

Ambrosia - "It was never you that scared me," I frown at his cockiness.

Aislinn: I purse my lips. "No, I think I'd want to stab her with a fork."

Damien - I laugh, "And why is that?"

Aislinn: I shake my head. "Oh, I don't know. I'm a girl. It could be jealousy."

Damien - I raise my eyebrows, "Jealousy?" I smirk playfully. The waitress came back and stared at me while she asked if she could get me anything.

Rose: "I am deadd serious, asshole. Now who are you?" I demanded.

Aislinn: I nod. "Yeah, jealousy."

Marcus - "My name is Marcus, I'm Ambrosia's dad's right hand man, think of me like the calm right before the storm. After me, always comes him." I warn.

Ambrosia - "Stop making yourself sound like a saint," I growl, "you are anything but."

Rose: "last I heard, demons were the opposite of saints. Now I suggest you and your fat ass boss get your asses out of town, or the Apocalypse will be here much sooner than 2012."

Marcus - I laughed, "Ambrosia, control your friends, your father won't be happy when he gets called a fatass to his face. You remember the last time you stood up to him?"

Ambrosia - I watched Marcus as he left and tried to hide my tears from Rose. They weren't because I was scared of Marcus, Marcus I could handle. The tears were because I hadn't lied when I said I was weak around my father. If he came here they would see a side of me I wished to keep hidden. A broken, empty, hopeless side.

Sweet. Agony.1397 wrote:Aislinn: I nod. "Yeah, jealousy."

Damien - "You aren't allowed to be jealous of that," I laugh, "you're too beautiful."

Aislinn: I smile. "I wasn't talking about that, but you can go ahead and think that."