Since you Been Gone ` Angel

[Cynthia DeSilva]

Cynthia stepped into the Dining Hall with her guitar, it was filled with its usual lunch crowd. She passed the lunch cart, not particularly hungry but craving something else... attention. She was tired of being labeled as Jackie's friend, Tony's friend... or worst Tony's Girl. It was still running through her mind, but now all that was going to change.

With the help of the Varsity's Football Receiver, she stepped on the stage in front. Grabbing a seat, setting her guitar on her lap and the heel of her boot tapping to the beat she need. Her fingers started to strum the melody, catching the attention of the whole room. What she wanted. "Here's the thing we started out friends. It was cool but it was all pretend. Yeah yeah. Since U Been Gone. You dedicated, you took the time. Wasn't long till I called you mine. Yeah Yeah. Since U Been Gone." Her voice rang through the room, hitting to notes perfectly. A small smirk appeared when the crowd started to clap.

"And all you'd ever hear me say, is how I pictured me with you. That's all you'd ever hear me say. But Since U Been Gone, I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on. Yeah, yeah. Thanks to you, now I get what I want. Since U Been Gone." She sang, strumming the guitar faster and standing up this time.

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[Angel Axel]

Angel had been released, thanks to the bail out of jail and kind people to pay it, and he slid back into school, in the dining hall, and took the darkest corner as stares followed him. He groaned. Some man came at him and punched him. He flinched, and then he noticed Cynthia up on stage. Shit.

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

As she was performing, her dark brown eyes watched as the fucker himself entered the Dining Hall. She had to admit, Angel Axel had nerve. Singing the chorus once more before she concluded the song. She jumped down from the stage and handed off her guitar to a senior boy, "Be a doll and drop that off at my dorm." She said to him, giving him a wink. Turning, running her hand through her hair as she walked down the aisle like it was a Cat-walk her brown eyes on Angel. Many say, the Bitch is back but Cyn never thought she went away... so for this situation Cyn would describe it as the Bitch was pissed and her next target Angel. "How was the slammer?" She asked as she stood before the fallen Rocker, cocking her hip to the side.

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[Angel Axel]

Angel rose, looking away. "I dont want to talk about it." Yes, jail had changed him, definitely. Besides, there was something just creepy about her, he felt tiny compared to her. He looked up, and then grabbed his book bag.

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

Her brow rose just like his, before a small but adorable pout formed on her angelic face. "Aw you're leaving?" She asked as she stepped in front of him, blocking him with her small, curvy frame. "And I was going to give you a chance to apologize for being the rapist you are." She added. Amazing how friendly her voice could be when she was insulting someone.

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[Angel Axel]

Angel sighed, frustrated, as she blocked his way. He looked more dashing without the gothic attire on. "And here I thought you wanted to stay away from me?" Angel wanted to go home, he started being a solo artist and was making good money on it to. Even offered by a record label to make a CD. He looked her in the eyes. "I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I destroyed us. I cant change what happened, I can only change the future." He told her. "What do you want me to do?" He asked her, with a defeated voice.

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

Cynthia smirked, "What do I want you to do? Hmm... lots of things. Let's start with a drink, go to your dorm dress in the best clothes you have... though don't go for the suit if you have one because that's overkill. I'll give you fifteen minutes." She replied as she leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "And if you're late, I will hunt you down and that's not good." She added as she turned and walked off to her dorm, waving to few people a long the way.

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[Angel Axel]

Angel quirked an eyebrow. "What just happened?" He asked himself, and rubbed his cheek. He stood there, stunned as a dumb donkey, before he ran off to his dorm. He tossed his book bag onto the floor of his room and looked through his closet. He grabbed a black t-shirt, and a crimson dress shirt, and some black pants, and quickly dressed into them and made sure he was clean enough. He brushed his teeth, deodrant, etc, and patched his bruised eye up, and waited. All this over a drink?

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

Cynthia stepped out of her dorm, wearing a deep scarlet dress with thick black belt hanging around her waist. She wore a nice red stiletto, and they clicked as she walked towards the front of the school. She smirked but pretended to ignore the whistles she received. Pulling at her phone, she texted Angel: Front of the school, ten seconds and counting.... tick tock tick tock

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[Angel Axel]

"What!?" Angel yelled, and jumped out the window, receiving the text, as he ran for his life, panting as his dress shirt soared behind him and he stopped in front of Cynthia. His reaction? His mouth flew open, but then he closed it. Last time he checked he wasnt allowed to touch her. "Um...I....on time." He finally got out, pocketing his cell.

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

Cynthia's brow shot up, before she glanced at her watch. "Nope, two seconds late. Strike one." She replied with a small smirk. Brushing off her skirt, she added, "You can make that up by getting the door." Her index finger pointed to the car that pulled up.

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[Angel Axel]

He was dumbfounded, but ran to the car and opened the door for her. All this for a drink eh?

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

Cynthia walked towards the car and slid into the car. Waiting patiently for Angel to get in, she told the Driver to go to her usual place in Manhattan. She rested her head against the back of the seat and sighed.

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[Angel Axel]

Angel slid in and closed the door, trying to think exactly how this night was going to turn out and be. He looked out the window, and rubbed his neck. What a 360 turn around in his life.

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[Cynthia DeSilva]

The car pulled forward and she glanced at Angel, "Okay about the other things I want you to do. First of all, tonight you will be a perfect gentleman and a good escort. You will engage in the conversation, talk about your music career. Leave out the drugs and in fact that has to end. Forever. You will hold me on your arm like I'm the only girl you'll ever want and maybe I shall reward you with something." She explained as the car pulled in front of the place where she was meeting her father. Tonight's events were going to be on the very Channel that Tony watched every day. A perfect stake in the heart for Dash...

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