I shake my head at him, seeing a glance at some person in the bathroom. A teenage boy comes out with black spiky hair, buttoning up a shirt and already wearing jeans. I scream, backing up, and pull Mark infront of me, "Who the hell is that?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I look over at the bathroom and swear just as Selena screams. She backs up and pulls me in front of her, demanding to know who that guy is. I lean against her stomach protectively and wonder...
"How did you get in here? Who are you?" I ask.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Scared as hell, I keep Mark infront of me. The boy merely scoffs, crossing his arms before glaring at Mark, "Cole, man. Can't you tell? I'm just awesome."
Peeking around Mark, I swallow. Okay then...My puppy just turned into a human being. That's normal. That's not irregular.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting. — J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan