Hey guys! Well I really hope you enjoy this story. I just wanted to test out Lana's life outside the FAYZ. :P Anyways Enjoy and please R&R!

Disclaimer:- Lana Arwen Lazar belongs to Michael Grant along with the Gone series. Jason belongs to me thought. Enjoy!

Lana Arwen Lazar quickly passed her parent's bedroom, her sneakers soft on the matted floor. The bottle of alcohol was held tight in her sweaty palms as she snaked downstairs. She quickly walked into the living room and grabbed her sling bag. She pulled out a hair tie and quickly tied her hair into a messy bun. She pushed the 'Jack Daniels' deep in her bag and headed for the door. Before unlocking it, she closed her eyes and stood still. She heard the soft noises of the wind whistling outside, the tree branches slowly shifting with the wind. She made sure no footsteps were heard and then she headed outside.

The breeze was silent and even from here, on the quiet and simple streets; she could see the dazzling light that made L.A famous. The stars never seen because of that, something she had always wished she could've seen. Many times she had been the bright golden casinos and seen people lose and win money. Her dad had even told her how there were no clocks in the casinos so that people never knew what time it was and wasted or gained how much ever money there. Before you know it, three days have passed.

She walked on the pavement, feeling the bottle's dark golden liquid swig in her bag. She looked back once and then approached the low fence. She climbed over it and jumped down, and then she headed down the path. Just three houses away was her boyfriend, Jason's Kerrigan, house. It was party time and she was invited as long as she brought what was needed, alcohol. Now Lana wasn't normally a person of such, but it's a once in a lifetime and hey, it's Vegas.

She approached the house and stopped, shocked. Where were the dancing lights as promised? The sounds of loud music, the colours of wild party, where were they.

"Hey Lana."

Lana looked through the black gates to see Jason standing. He was wearing a black hoodie, tight blue jeans and Vans. His hair was in a brown mess with one swoop over his bright blue eyes, something Lana always admired. Lana walked to the gate, hands gripping the railing.

"Hey, open up. Where's the party?" she asked. She stepped back as Jason approached the gate. He slowly unlocked it and stepped outside, right in front of Lana. He was two years older, being 16. He gripped her arms, a soft warmth spread through her along with an icy chill. Something was wrong here.

"The party is between us, Lana." He kindly said and slipped his hands down her arms to her palms.

"What?" she asked, obviously a little phased.

"I thought that maybe just the two of us could get a little crazy you know. Get drunk, make-out…" he whispered the last word. He brushed his lips against hers. She pushed back.

"Umm… Jason, you know I'm not that kind of person." She softly said as he gripped her again.

"I know." His breath smelt of fresh mint, he was prepared. She wanted to do this but at the same time, this urging fear kept racking up in her heart.

"I'm sorry, Jason. But I don't think this is right." Her breath was warm against his neck. He leaned his forehead against hers and took in a deep breath, his eyes closed. They stayed in that position for while. Then he opened his bright blue eyes, and looked at her bright brown ones.

"Why not?" he asked.

"You should've at least warned me, I'm not ready for this kind of thing. I'm sorry." She said. He once more brushed his lips against hers.

"Don't worry cupcake, we can do this another time."

Lana breathed in a soft sigh.

"Do you still want to drink this adult shit?"

He gently pushed away and asked. She smiled at him.

"You know what, let's do what you planned another day, so here, you keep the drink." She opened her bag, pulled out the bottle and handed it to him. He whistled softly as he held the cold drink.

"Oooh, nice choice."

"Thanky-"

Suddenly Jason had his hand around her mouth. She stumbled back shocked. He pulled away and pressed a finger to his lips, his eyes wide open. Then he looked back and Lana followed his view. In his house lights were switching on in his parents' bedroom.

"Take the bottle and go, see you tomorrow Lana." He said and handed the bottle back. She grabbed it and stuffed it in her bag. She took one last glance at the house and then started to run.

"Lana, wait." Jason hissed. She turned back and Jason ran to her. He pushed his lips to hers and kissed deeply before letting go. He brushed one strand of her brown hair.

"Take care, darling." He smiled, pearly whites shining in the dark. Lana smiled.

"You too."

Then she ran, her heart beating ever so silently from plain and pure love.

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please R&R. I will accept any negative comments and any improvements to be made. Anyways take care! Bye!