Lizzie's P.O.V

My eyes are shut tight. It's like when you're awake, but too lazy to move your body, but somehow I managed to open my eyes and saw an unfamiliar  room.

Then I remembered we were on a mission and had to get this apartment. 

My room was BOO-TEA-FUL! 

I jumped up from my comfy bed and bed and was sad when I left it, but then when I felt the fluffy carpet I was happy again.

I explored the room and saw  two beautiful blue and white chairs, a large fireplace with colors bursting all around around it, a fair sized mirror a black and white rectangle chandelier, and  a purple dresser with abstract paintings above it. Finally I looked back and saw my beautiful circular bed, dressed with satin purple pillows and sheets. 

" OMG THIS IS AMAZING " I think out loud. I run into the living room to tell Dylan about my room, when I saw him passed out on the couch.

I decided it was time to get my revenge, so I tip toed back to my room and i   got all my makeup and my speakers and got to work.

I got on top of him quietly and started to apply the makeup to his face, like paint to a canvas. When I was proud of my work I got my phone and attached it to the speaker. Then I started blasting my favorite song: Candy Shop by 50 cent, which is also his least favorite.

I waited 5 seconds, and then turned it on. When he was starting to lazily get up I jumped on him then I poured a nice gallon of milk on his face.

"Isn't milk so refreshing in the morning" I asked a mad Dylan.

"ELIZABETH ANGEL MIKAELSON"  Dylan screamed. You could tell he was mad because he was using my full name. Which he rarely uses. He has only used it once or twice... a week.

I started to run and run and run but he was on my trail.

"You will never get me alive"  I said sticking my tongue out at him. I saw him starting to get redder and redder.

Then I spotted a large mirror about 2 yards away, right in front of a bathroom so I started to run towards it and Dylan was right behind me.

When I finally got to the mirror I ran inside the bathroom and locked it.

"Nana Nana boo boo. You can't get me now I shouted. "

"Ugh Lizzie come out, I just want to talk" I  heard  Dylan sigh in frustration 

'I will, but you need to look in the mirror first"! I shouted back

"Why?... ugh fine"

He looked I the mirror and let out I girlish scream "Aaaaaahhhh! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FACE "? HE SHOUTED

"What don't you like it" I said innocently, twirling my hair.

"NO YOU RUINED MY BEAUTIFUL FACE" He shouted

By now I was dying of laughter, down on the ground.

10 hilarious minutes later

I think he has calmed down by now, so I opened the door.

I did not see him, so I started to walk to my room, but then I felt too masculine arms rapped around my waist. I knew who they belonged too. 

"Dylan LET ME DOWN" I shouted

"No you have been very bad", he replies

"No I haven't and let me down" I say

"Give me one good reason why I should do that'? he questions

"Because it's time to meet the neighbors" I explained 

"Oh yeah" he says letting me drop down on the cold hard ground.

Que Taylor Swift music

'Owwww' I complain

He just laughs and starts making his way to his room.

"Have fun taking off all that makeup" I shout and start running to my room

I change into a simple black outfit. Then I put my black hair into a messy bun to make it look like I just woke up. I put my gun holder on under my shirt and slide my gun in there Then I put my pocket knife into my boots. I love that little thing. With the right amount of force it can slice into anything. I finish  off my look with some black shades.

I go into the living room and see that Dylan is already by the door waiting for me.

"Hey Dylan, ready to go" I ask

"Yep, lets go meet the neighbors" he says

I hope you all enjoyed that. If there is something you don't like just leave a commment and suggestions, and I will get right to it.

See you later my fellow book nerds!