Chapter 2, Nick. I sat in the car, alone and waiting. It's been maybe thirty minutes since I got here. Alyssa promised she would see me again, and I told her we would meet at the MGM, since it was my day off. I know that girl walks everywhere. She's just so....sexy.... Anyway! I'm forty-five minutes early. She said six-thirty, sharp. I'm kinda bored, really. I don't have much to do but stare at the ceiling. While I have the time, why don't I tell you the story of us? Back in grade school, I was around...8. I met Alyssa in third grade, her being 7. Her hair was a reddish-black, and this was before her hair became the fierce red it is today. We were buddies, considering we sat next to eachother at lunch on the first day. I can remember it as if it was just yesterday..... FLASH BACK* I sat, my bleached hair just messed up. I'm sitting with my guy friends, Joey and Jack. The twins. I see a small group of about 2-3 girls. Ones a blond, a brunette and one is a sweet ginger haired looking girl..... Her hair had that black bit to it, but boy was she pretty. She sat down next to me, talking to the brunette about schoolwork. She accidentally hit me with her small lunch pail. There wasn't much you could put in there. "Oh! I'm sorry!" her Italian voice said, sounding like silk. "I-It's okay-" "Hey! I sit next to you!" she said, recognizing me. "Yeah..." She sat down, staring at me with her dark green eyes,"I'm Alyssa Pockerniski, you are?" "Nick....Nick Thompson." "Nice to meet you, hun!" END Ah....The memory lives on....
Alyssa POV Of chapter two. I walked down the street, my flaming red hair tied into a tame bun on my head. I was wearing skinny jeans, which were probably slowing my blood flow every five seconds. People stared at me as I walked through the MGM, and I heard some drunken whistles. I walked to the resturant I asked Nicky to meet me at, and I checked my phone while waiting for the waitress to come see what I wanted. God, was her outfit slutty. I sat down, Nick and I's drink being there already. I took a small sip, and it was diet Coke. Seems legit. I sat and waited, noticing Nick was talking to himself while looking at me every minute or so. I smiled, waving him over. He walked back and sat down, looking at me with his blue-green eyes. "So, Alyssa-" "Hush Nicky." I said, my hand touching his under the table. His face turned a bright shade of red for being twenty-three. I was only twenty-two, he was born a year earlier. "Alyssa, what did you want to talk about?" he asked, turning his head, facing me. I sat on his lap and leaned on him. "I want you as my partner in crime, NickyBaby." I purred in his ear. He took a sip of what looked like water, but was probably alchoholic soda. "What's the catch?" he asked. I grinned, and started to open my mouth to speak.
Fine I'll critique I love how it is based in las Vegas and is about a murderer thus the character being more or an antagonist then a protagonist I also enjoy how nick is being seduced into crime which when you think about it seems pretty funny to some people this is my criticism sorry I'm not an author
Chapter three, Nick- "Well, all you have to do is drive...." she said, playing with her hair. "Drive?" I asked, drinking my Sprite. Apparently it looked like alcohol to Alyssa. "Yes...Drive....." she mewed while staring at me. I pulled her closer, only to get seduced in her sweet symphony. Her voice was like a song I was hearing over and over. Drive. I kissed her ear, and I could feel the burn of her blush against her face. She kissed my jawline and I poked her in the side. We couldn't discuss much, because there wasn't much to discuss. I kept staring at her, and eventually she noticed. She rubbed her leg against mine under the table. I ended up taking Alyssa home, just to stay with my angel.....
Chapter three, Alyssa- I sat in the front seat, pondering questions that would soon come from Nick's mouth. What if we get caught?..... What if it's to rough to get out of?.... Meanwhile I had my own questions, sabotaging everything. What if we get too close?.... What if we get into a relationship? What am I going to do if either one of us is taken? I couldn't stop thinking until Nick interrupted me. "Alyssa?" "Hm-Oh, yes?" "Here's...Here's Alyssa..." he said, handing me back my other pistol. His fingers touched mine, making me scream inside. I wanted to have Nick, but if I got in a relationship with him, and I got caught, I didn't want him to crash and burn with me.
Chapter four, The robbery, Nick's POV- I sat on Alyssa's couch, while I heard the sound of smacking against the table. I peeked by the wall to see her cursing, and hitting the wall with her hands and the broom. Her hair was frazzled out, and her green eyes were in rage. "Aly-" "GO BACK TO THE COUCH." she hissed as she hit her head again. I awkwardly walked back, running my hand through my blond and brown hair. Alyssa has issues, and since ive known her she only has OCD. Obsessive. Compulsive. Disorder. It drives her INSANE if her job isn't done right. That's why she works alone. But I must be special, if she wants me to help.