Hey everybody! This is my new story. I love NLOCK! And I am definitely TEAM ALEK! So as I was out running, I thought about this story line. What if Chloe had a different life style? So that made me come up with this story.
Hope you like, please review!
My heart was pounding as I was being swallowed by the huge crowd. My blond hair flying around me as I looked at all of the unknown faces. A smile was plastered on my face as flashes of light were thrown my way. A strong hand was holding my upper arm, keeping me from becoming lost. Before I could think, I was being shoved into a black limo.
Silence surrounded the car except for my heavy breathing. The driver's door was opened and a man very familiar to me sat down starting the engine. He looked into the mirror and smiled at me in the back seat.
"How was the event Miss King?" he asked starting to drive away from the growing crowd.
"Amazing, of course! I'm so glad it went well." I said leaning back into my seat. "We should arrive at your estate in an hour." Will, the driver, told me. I smiled saying that was great, and closed my eyes.
My name is Chloe King. I am one of the most successful teenage actresses in Hollywood. I just turned sixteen yesterday. My family is my mother Meredith. Sure I was adopted from Ukraine, but my adoptive mother is perfect. She helped me with this dream, and without her…well I don't know where I would be without her. My adoptive father left the family a long time ago, and I am totally over it. My best friend is Amy. Amy is also a singer, very successful if I do say so myself. She's the sister I always wanted.
My other best friend is Paul, which is Amy's boyfriend. He's goes to regular school, and is an aspiring director. He's been making movies for as long as I can remember. Always talking about fantasy movies, especially. I live in San Francisco, in a huge estate. It's away from Hollywood, and very peaceful. Amy, and Paul live with me since Paul is in a boarding film school in SF. We met in a movie audition. I received the part, but Paul sadly didn't. He realized he's better behind the camera. He really lives in Arizona, but his parents agreed to let him stay here to pursue his dream. Amy lives here because she can, and I wanted her too. She has her company in L.A., and takes a short private jet ride whenever she wants. Mostly we use it for shopping around the country. My mom lives here to of course, she keeps us all grounded, and besides I'm only sixteen. Amy, and I home school, because it's sort of impossible to go to a regular school. Amy was lucky and got Paul, but I have not had a real conversation with a boy other than Paul in a long time. Mostly because they end up just wanting some fame, or they don't care about me, and well just fame….again.
"Let's go party!" Amy shouted as I told her about the successful event. "You know my mom would say no." I said walking past Amy. I really just wanted to sleep from the long day. It was 1:04am, and I was exhausted.
"Please, please, please, please!" My brunette friend begged running up the stairs after me. "We could sneak out, your mom would never know!" She suggested. I looked at her blue eyes, knowing I would give in. "Fine, just let me change, but if we get caught, I'm blaming you." I told her shutting my bedroom door. I changed into a form fitting black dress. It went just above my knees. "Perfect" I said to the mirror. After primping a little, I went to find Amy.
"Aren't you having a blast?" Amy asked as are hips were swaying to the music off to the side of the room. We've been here for a few hours, and I'm pretty sure my mom knows where we are. Mostly from the paps outside. "The best!" I shouted. I was actually enjoying myself, except for the guilt in the pit of my stomach. I looked beyond Amy and saw a very attractive guy checking me out. I blushed slightly, and smiled at him. He started to walk his way over. He had very dark features, especially his dark hair. Amy realized what was happening and took it as her cue to leave.
"Wanna dance?" He asked slurred. He was obviously drunk, but I could not pass up the offer. So I yes. After dancing for ten minutes in ways that my mother would die if she saw, he walked us off to the side. My back was against a wall, and he caged me in by his arms. We were breathing heavily, but it was drowned out by the music. He leaned in slowly, my nerves kicking in, his head leaned to the side. He captured my lips in a hungry kiss. I kissed back seconds later. Sadly there was no spark at all. Nothing. Nada. Just another guy. Well slightly drunk guy. I pushed him away, and he gave me a questioning look.
"I have to go." I told him, pushing him farther away. He was about to respond but I walked away quickly searching for Amy. Something told me to get out of there. Fast.