[[omg, what's a drug lord? o_o
Either way, I'd sooo choose mafia xDDD ]]

"I...Alright."
Paradise mumbled as she uncrossed her arms, and did a little shrug. "It wasn't. Uh... I was just...Whatever." She said, completely forgetting what she was going to say, it was wierd how nervous Damon made her.
"Cya."
She murmured before walking in the direction of her real home.

((Google it, it's hard to explain. And Mafia it is.))

Damon didn't answer, his eyes on her as she walked up the street. 

When she reached her house, she turned around to find him still there. She did a small wave before she walked up into her house, hoping her parents won't ask why she was a little late.

[[Alrightayyyy xDDD ]]

As Paradise walked inside, her mother was in the kitchen. The second she heard the door shut, she came over, looking enraged.
"Where have you been?"
Paradise pursed her lips, trying to think of an excuse. Was she really that late?
"I...Uh...I went somewhere." She tried to act nonchalant as she walked passed her mother and started up the stairs.
"Where?" Her mothers firm voice was answer enough that she was commanded to turn around and fess up.
"Some guy I met took me to the-"
Her mothers face was indescribable. It was red, but full of rage. Her eyes had no softness to them.
"Are you so clueless? How long has this been going on?"
Frowning, she did an irritated sigh and said,
"Just today. I..."
"And you skipped school, I presume?" Silence was Paradise's only answer. So her mother kept going. "I'm making dinner for your father. Were talking about this later." And with that,Paradise rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs to her room as her mother walked back to the kitchen.

[[Omg, I could have sworn I wrote that. D< Yes yes yes. ]]

((Alright, no problem.))

"Damon, where were you yesterday?" Ian asked, leaning on the hood of Damon's Impala. Damon exited, shooing Ian away from the car. "Off the merchandise, please. It's a classic." 

Since Damon drove her home the day before, Paradise ended up having to walk all the way to school. Which wasn't that bad, but she knew she'd need to wake earlier. She didn't say anything to her mom as she went out the door. Their conversation last night resulted in Paradise coming home right after school. No friends - which never happened anyway, but she new her mom only said that becuase she was referring to Damon. No computer - that wouldn't kill her because she didn't have many friends on Facebook. No library- which irritated her a bit.
Or alot. Since reading was her life.
When she reached the school, she walked passed the students in her class like she was invisible - even Damon. Mostly because she was used to it, but also because she wasn't allowed to talk to him now. She reached her bike where she left it yesterday just to check that it was there. Then she started for the front doors of the school.

"Uh, shut up for a second, Ian." Damon said, looking over at him. Yep, that was Paradise. "Catch you later." He said, patting his friend's shoulder before heading off. 

"Hey Paradise." He said, falling in step with her as she walked. 

Paradise stopped and seeing it was Damon, frowned. How was she going to obey her mom, with a face like his?
"I.. Uh...Hey..."
She said, reserved as she walked a little faster to the doors.

Paradise did a fake smile. She couldn't tell him what happened with her mom. She just couldn't.
"It's nothing that you did, Damon." That wasn't a total lie. She just wasn't saying the whole truth, so he had nothing to worry about. "But, I can't talk to you alright? Just go back to your friends, and I'll go to mine."
She immediately rolled her eyes at her response. Realizing she couldn't go to any of her own friends, for only her books were her friends. But, Damon didn't need to know that. Let him think what he wanted.

"Yeah. Sure."
Paradise replied in a murmur as she walked inside, and got as far away as possible from him. How stupid she was... The only friend she got, and she pushed him away. Fighting the urge to go back and apologize, she kept going. When she got to her locker, she grabbed her books that she needed and went to her usual first class.

Damnit, Damon had class with her today. And Ian. He walked into the room, sliding into the seat next to Ian.

"Where'd you go?" Ian asked.

"Nowhere, bro." 

Paradise sat in her usual seat in the back. And, she felt that she should be happy that she was alone this time. For she usually liked her space. But, she wasn't feeling the best today.
If Damon hadn't been so nice to her, this would have never happened.
As the teacher started talking, Paradise was already ready with her paper and pencil. She took notes on everything . Though, today, it was an excuse to look down instead of straight ahead - or anywhere in the direction of Damon. It would only make her more convinced to talk to him.

Just as she was finishing her last bullet, her pen swirved on the page as a paper hit her forehead. Paradise was really wierd about stuff like this, and ripped out a whole knew sheet of paper to copy everything down again. [[ As am i... Dx]]
"Grow up, Ian..."
She grumbled quietly to herself as she pushed the ball of paper that hit her to the side of the desk, planning to throw it away once the class ended. Hearing several giggles, she suppressed an angry comment, and went back to recopying all her notes, her face turning crimson.

Ian threw another piece of paper, acting innocent when Damon shot him a dirty look. "What? She tried to talk to me."

"Leave her alone, Ian." Damon said, louder than he should have.