Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

"oh, well, you two will get along. Peter gets along with everyone, alost." Allor says as he lays her head on Derek's shoulder."

"Want to go home?"

"Not really, but I will, if you will." Allor said as she ran her fingers through Derek's hair.

"I have to go get some sleep, if you don't mind."

Allor shook her head to show she didn't mind. "I understand." she said standing. She stretched a little and yawned. "Ready?" Her blue eyes stared into his brown ones.

"Yeah," Derek said, standing up.

((wanna skip ahead?))

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((right then... next morning))

Derek rolled out of bed with a yawn. Sunlight streamed through the window and he wondered what time it was.

Allor was downstairs rushing about. "D@mn, where did my keys go." she said started fiddling through all her pockets. She sighed. What else could go wrong. She had woken up late, they were out of her favorite cereal and milk, she would have to stop at the store before they came back which more time for claire and peter to torment her. She sighed. Now her keys were missing.

"Ask Mr. Nix, Al. He might know." Came Srouh's voice.

Allor rolled his eyes. "Like he has my keys."

Derek shuffled out into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

Allor walked in. "Do you wanna stay here and wait for me to get back with the cereal and milk, or do you wanna go with me?" She asked Derek. She was dressed in complete black. Thick heavy chains hung on the side of her pants and the knees were torn out. Her nails were polished in black and all her piercings were in. She was pulling back her medium hair when she had asked.

Derek chuckled. "Turning gothic?" he asked.

"Maybe." Allor said shrugging. "So are you coming or do I have to bare this pain alone."

Derek shook his head. "Can't, Bad Religion guy said he was going to call me this morning."

Allor groaned. "Just perfect. remind me next time I have a important call, to put you on hold." she said as she headed for the car.

***An hour later***

Allor slings the door open. Her hands are filled with groceries and Claire's bags. She looked extremely p*ssed.

Derek went to the door and grabbed a bag of groceries.

allor growled. "I could have gotten it." she muttered putting them away.Two kids walked in. They were the same age as Allor and Jorgen. The girl had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her prenancy showed around 4 months.

The guy like Al, had his lip pierced. His hair was green and straight. It was long and greasy looking.

Derek watched the two strangers coming in as he poured himself a bowl of cereal.

Claire sat down at the tale. "Thank you, Ms. Elingsen, for allowing us to stay."

Marria smiled. "It's okay." she said as Allor poured herself a bowl of cereal and sat next to Derek.

Derek glanced up at Claire. Already he didn't like her.