Book 7, Teenage Kicks

Dwayne ruffled his hair and took some lipstick off Kikina, rubbing some on his face.
He then put some lisptick on his hands and rubbed it on his shirt. His fave shirt but oh well.
What about me?
He mimed.

Kikina Laughed.
"Yup." Kikina blushed.
Kikina took Dwaynes hand, and walked out the door, seeing Grandpa there.

Grandpa raced over to Dwayne, patting him on the back.
"Wow Dwayne! You actually did it. I'm proud of you boy. You can come with me to Sunset manor next weekend."
Dwayne shivered.
He ran back up to his ebdroom, changed into black trousers and yellow T-shirt.
He sighed and flattened his hair with gel, whiping off the lipsticks marks with cold water.
He ran downstairs, smirking.
Grandpa went out to the shops with mum and dad and Olive.
It was just him, uncle Frank and Kikina.
He relaxed on the sofa.
"Never... Again."
He muttered, blushing like crazy.

Kikina chuckeled.
"Lucky he fell for it." Kikina smiled.
Grandpa then came in.
There was silence, then a bigh sigh from Dwayne.
"Dwayne, Mah boy. I know you tricked me. Noone bangs someone for 10 minutes! They do it for 40 minutes!! Gawd. AND let me see you do it. For proof." The grandpa smiled.
Kikina blushed like mad.

Dwayne tensed up slightly.
But luckily mum came in.
"Grandpa. Dad's going to pack your stuff and then you'll be taken to the lovely home."
"LOVELY? It'll be like a warcamp!"
Uncle Frank sat down next to Dwayne, rolling his eyes and whispering to Dwayne,
"All he talked about was porno and banging."
Dwayne snorted slightly.
Olive ran to her bedroom to play music up loud, dad coming in on the phone as usual.

An hour later dad had packed Grandpa's stuff and they were getting into the van.
"Bye..G...Grandpa."
Said Olive between tears as they left the drive and drove off.
Dwayne put an arm around Olive, sighing himself.
he looked at Kikina and smiled slightly.
Uncle frank and mum walked inside with Olive.
Dwayne, towering above the rest walked in after Kikina last.
He went to his bedroom, doing situps.
He then got tired of this and got up, looking at his silence list.
Dwayne closed his eyes, kneeling beside it.
He put his forehead against the wall, hands on the wall too as if trying to fall through it.

Kikina looked At Dwayne, strangley.

Dwayne thumped the walls over and over with his fists, looking angry, frowning and his eyes were narrowed.
He sighed.
He knew they wouldn't take him.. the air force..
He was dumb.. dumb as in could barely speak.
He only knew very few words.
Dwayne narrowed his eyes, it was the stupid silence that caused this!
Dwayne stood up, rubbing at his eyes though no tears fell.
He looked at Kikina and smirked slightly, looking downwards again.

Kikina blushed.
"Whats wrong?" kiki asked.

Dwayne shook his head.
He suddenly spoke in full sentances.
"You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest."
His voice cracked as he hadn't spoken in ages.
Dwayne spoke his heart.
He then folded his arms and sat on the edge of the bed, unaware Frank, dad and mum were listening from outside.
Dwayne stared at the floor, then looked up at Kikina.
"I swear on my family's life and mine I will."

Kikina clapped, smiling.

Dwyane hit the pillow with his fists, staying there.
She didn't understand... No one did.
No one would EVER understand Dwayne's mind.
Suddenly Olive skipped in.
"Dwaaaaaaaayne. My barbie is stuck on a electric wire pilon. Get it down for me."
Dwayne sighed.
Mum and dad were arguing again, Uncle frank asleep on the sofa.
Dwayne didn't know how it got up there, but he shrugged, reaching the pole.
It had staples.
Dwayne didn't hesitate, he climbed up.
"DON'T FALL!!"
he heard Olive shout.
Dwayne shrugged and saw the barbie doll, dead centre.
This would be dangerous... Why was he doing it then?
Dwayne was level with the doll.
He sighed, and reached out.
As soon as he did that there was a buzzing noise, sudden pain and he swore, slipping from the staple.
He clung on with his sweaty fingers, Olive screaming.
Dwayne hoisted himself up, breathing hard.
He had been electric shocked, he wa slucky that it was just his hand.
Dwayne climbed down the staples slowly, jumping to the floor.
He cradled his hand against his chest, it was sore and red.
Olive cuddled against him, Dwayne shrugged, looking at Kikina, smirking.
He beckoned her over and they hugged for an unknown reason, his hand aching like mad but he ignored it.
Dwayne felt bad for not paying much attention to Kikina.
He detatched Olive from himself and walked in, hand in his sore red, shaky hand.
He went to the kitchen, getting out the plastic cups.
He got some lemonade from the fridge and poured some for Olive, him and Kikina.
Dwayne went over to the other cupboard and got out a pain killer.
He dropped it in his lemonade and drank as it dissolved.
He sighed, then smiled slightly, looking at Kikina from the window.
Dwayne wa sgetting serious head and chest pains.
He sighed, trying to stop the moan from escaping.
Dwayne shuffled from the kitchen, sitting on the sofa.
He closed his eyes, Olive suddenly jumping on him.
"DWAYNE DWAYNE DWAYNE!!!!!!! PLAY DOLLIES!!!!"
Dwayne moaned. he didn't have the energy to move, the plastic glass slipped from his hand to the floor, spilling the drops of lemonade.
Dwayne didn't bother to pick it up.
Olive was a curious girl.
She pulled his eyelids up, Dwayne not reacting.
"Open your mouth,"
Dwayne did so.
"Say aah."
Dwayne didn't.
"Meh.. you're alright."
She put a cool hand to his forehead.
"You feel alright."
Dwayne closed his mouth and sighed, sliding down the sofa slightly.
She sat next to him and put her arms around his waist, lying her head on his chest.
"Dwayne.. You don't seem alright."
She was playing nurse.. Great.
Dwayne smirked.
Olive slowly closed her eyes, comforted by his heartbeat and she slowly fell asleep, arms still around him.
Dwayne stayed put, closing his own eyes, about to fall asleep.
He then looked at Kikina in a dopy way through half-closed eyes.
I seriously don't feel too good.
He mimed clearly, but slightly unclear.
And with that he closed his eyes, breathing slowly and loudly, Olive rising up with his chest then falling.
(Awwwww. xD) (His smirk is the same smirk in my sig xP) (PUT YUR HEAD ON HIS CHEST NAOW. J/K xD) (BtW Uncle Frank is on the other Soafa Lmao)

Kikina smiled, and went (back?) into the kitchen to clean the mess up. She then got the plastic cups, and settled lemonade again. She smiled at Dwayne.

Dwayne had dropped off to sleep, not snoring but almost in a peaceful way, Olive cuddled half ontop of him, half not, her arms wrapped around him still, her head on his chest.
Uncle Frank slowly woke up, yawning and rubbing at his eyes.
"Nggh. Why, hello!"
He said, seeing Kikina.
Uncle Frank stood up, seeing Olive and Dwayne together in a peaceful, sweet sibling way.
"Aww. If only they were like this when they were awake!"
He joked, chuckling slightly.
uncle Frank then headed towards Dwayne's room to get some rest.

Kikina shrugged, and came back to where Dwayne was. She covered a blanket over herself, and slowly started to close her eyes, and slowly doze off..

Dwyane awoke to the sound of Olive's voice.
"DWAYNE'S DEAD! DEAD! HE'S DEAD!"
Olive was screaming about the house, running around.
Dwayne woke up slowly, not with a start, but rather slowly opene dhis eyes.
He moaned.
"Shutup."
He almost whispered.
Olive shrieked and hugge dhim.
"I thought you were dead, I tried your pulse."
She was holding his arm now.
"Like that."
Dwayne rolled his eyes.
"You idiot, you're meant to put two fingers on someone's wrist."
He mimed.
he sat up, looking at the sleeping Kikina.
I'm gonna take her home.

Kikina smiled, and nodded.
"Alright. I'll be here." She smiled.

Dwayne shrugged, being rather lazy.
He felt a lot better though, his hand still quite red in patchs.
He pulled a rather lazy, grumpy face. (In avvi) (Smexy face xP..Man it makes me wanna....Ki-- Uhh O.o you read nothing.)
He stuffed his hands into his pockets.
"Go?"
He asked, speaking through short words.
He pointed towards the door, then brang his hand to his mouth in a spoon action, making it into a shovelling down food motion, as if to say, it's dinner time, wanna go to your house?
He then remembered the date.
He brought out anothe rnote pad and biro from the table and wrote down,

Still having that date tomorow, with Olive coming over?
He then shot the same, lazy, sour look to Olive: >.>
She was now dancing around, listening to her pink walkman.

Of course i'm still having the date. Kikina smiled.
Kikina looked dazed at Olive: @_@

Dwayne shook the pad in her face, trying to get her to read it.
All the time Olive sang.
Dwayne angrily threw a TV remote at her.
There was a scream from Olive and she ran to her room, crying.
Another look from Dwayne: >>
He smiled at Kikina.
"Go?"
He asked, showing her the pad.

Kikina smiled, getting up from the beige ripped sofa. She stepped outside, clinging onto Dwayne. There was a limo. She smiled, getting in the back with Dwayne, letting him go in the black limo first.

Dwayne smiled, but he stared at his patched, red hand.
It looked sore.
He sighed and looked up, notiving Olive was following them.
"Come?"
He asked Kikina, looking at her, smirking as he sat on the leather seat.

Kikina smiled, as she sat next to Dwayne. Her `love` album of the Beatles auto-maticly came on. Kikina wanted to sing along to Hey Jude
"I love the Beatles!" Dwayne wrote on his pad.
"So do I!" Kikina smiled.
The Limo rolled away, as a butler (LMAO, Limo butler. XD) Offered them coke.
"Vanilla? Diet? Max? Light? Normal coke?" The butler asked.
"Lime; Max please." Kikina smiled.
"It's not even out yet!" Dwayne looked.
"Yeah, it cost's over £50, 000 But Shh." Kikina smiled, taking her coke.

Dwyane shook his head at being offered a drink.
He yawned slightly and looked at Kikina, smirking.
She sure was enjoying herself. That made him glad.
He enjoyed her company.
Dwayne folded his arms across his chest.
"What about Olive?"
He wrote, shaking the pad.

".. I thought she was in the car!" Kikina shrieked, jolting up from her chair.
"Ouch.." She exclaimed, rubbing the back of her neck

Dwayne stood up too, the pad clutched tightly in his hand.
He made movements for the driver to turn around.
Dwayne saw his sister in sight.
She didn't seem bothered, her pink walkmn at hand.
Dwayne opened the limo door and pulled her in when they came to a stop.