Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

"I'll answer what I feel like, if you ask, ecause I hate trying to read minds." Allor said smiling. The streetlamps lights played with the shadows around them.

"Alright... who the hell are Peter and Claire?"

"old acquaintances. Claire and I go way back. Our fued is a lot like the one between deborah and Kat's. As for Peter. . ." she paused. Pain evident in her voice. " I'm not even sure anymore. I thought he was someone different, but a lot has changed since. . ." she sighed.

Derek nodded. He put his arm around her shoulder, sensing she didn't want to talk about it.

Allor smiles at Derek. "Thanks. I know I can be a *itch most of the time and a pain in the @ss too."

"You're not a *****," Derek said, before kissing her on the cheek.

Allor blushed and growled when she knew it. "I am lushing like some innocent little school girl. What is wrong with me?" she asked sighing.

"There's nothing wrong with you. You're only human."

Allor laughs. "For now, I think i'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown."

"Don't be. You'll make me that way, too."

Allor smiles and gently kisses Derek on the lips. "it won't happen until tomorrow."

"Do you realize what I would've done for that a year ago?" Derek said with a smile.

Allor blinked and smiled. "No, why don't you tell me." she said as she looped her arm through Derek's.

"I don't know, anything."

Blushing, Allor laughs softly. "No sh*t?" she asks.

"No shit." Derek sat down on a concrete retaining wall in front of somebody's house.

Allor followed suit. "I would have never had known." she said sadly. "I was to busy wanting revenge for my father and for Jor's parents."

"Uh... Where do you know this Peter from, if you don't mind me asking?" Derek said, still curious.

"St. Petersburg." Allor said. "Why?" She tried to mask the pain she felt talking about him.

Derek shrugged. "Just curious."