Chloe's P.O.V
I was sitting in my older sister Ashley's room. I lied on one side of Ashley's bed while she lay on the other. I did this a lot whenever I got bored. I sighed softly to myself as she played with her straight brown hair.
"Are you going to the Valentine's Day dance?" I scoffed.
"Nope. Who would I even go with? The only guy that acknowledges me is Paul." She looked down at me.
"Chloe, your super pretty! I don't understand why you don't have a boyfriend already" she exclaimed. I shrugged my shoulders.
"How about this. Tomorrow, we'll ditch the dance and go clubbing." I looked up, eyes wide in surprise. I pushed my glasses back up to the bridge of my
"Are you crazy? ! We're still minors! And mom will kill us before we even get the chance to die!" Ashley looked amused at this answer.
"Ah Chloe. Always wanna play it on the safe side. Seriously though, it'll be a great chance to meet other guys." I scoffed again.
"Yeah, guys that are in their late 20's. Isn't that illegal?" She ignored my question and continued to persuade me.
"C'mon Chlo. Live a little! Besides I've done it plenty of times." I stared long and hard at her, weighing my options. Stay here on a boring Tuesday night while everybody is having fun, or, go out and 'live a little'. To be honest, the second choice sounds way better than the first one. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I'll go." Ashley smiled and patted my back.
"Good choice. I think that I might be able to get you your fake I.D. by tomorrow. Took a little persuading but, it'll be worth it, I promise." I stood up from the bed and put my hand on the doorknob.
"It better be." And with that, I left the room.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" Amy said. She took Paul's face and gave him a kiss. Awkward.
"Ehem." They pulled away instantly.
"Sorry," they said in unison. I just shook my head and smiled. Amy and Paul have been together for about 6 months, and things were still great between them.
"You don't have a Valentine Chloe? Not even a secret admirer?"Amy asked. I shook my head.
"Nope," I said popping the 'p', "most of the boys here are immature anyways."
"Maybe you do have a secret admirer. He's just waiting for the right moment to reveal himself" Paul suggested. I grinned.
"Thanks Paul,but, I doubt it. C'mon we're gonna be late for class. Don't need Mr. Hamlin yelling at us again."
School was a drag today, and I was actually looking forward to going to that club with Ashley. It was making me kind of sick seeing couples everywhere showing PDA. It's sweet, but gets annoying after a while. I unlocked the door and shut it behind me.
"Ashley! I'm home!" Mom went on another business trip and won't be back until next week.
"I'm up here Chloe!" I walked up the stairs and dropped my bag off in my room. Ashley was standing in front of my closet, rummaging through my clothes.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I stepped closer to her.
"Trying to find an outfit for you tonight. Seriously? Don't you have any above-the-knee dresses? The only skirts that you have are up to the ankles. What are you, some nun? We're gonna have to go shopping."
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "Can't I just borrow one of your dresses? It's not that big of a deal." She turned around to look at me and crossed her arms.
"Chloe, are you serious? This is your first night clubbing, like, ever. And, you really need this. I can tell." I rolled my eyes. I hate when she's right.
"Whatever. Just, hurry before I change my mind." She nodded. I left her room and over to mine to finish some the time I finished, I noticed it was already 8:00. I sighed and put all my books away. Ashley came in and went straight to work. When she was finished, I looked at myself in the full-view mirror and gasped. Is that really me? I was wearing a blue sequenced dress with blue high heels, a charm bracelet and ribbon earrings. My makeup was just some nude lip gloss and eyeliner, while my hair was done in waves. Ashley was besides me wearing a black dress with black high heels, bangles, and black rose earrings. Needless to say, we looked hot.
"Okay, now, take your glasses off." My face dropped.
"What? No. I can't see without them and, I don't have contacts." She heaved a sigh and tossed her head back in annoyance.
"Just, take them off for tonight. Please? For me?" I rolled my eyes and took them off, setting them on my vanity. She mini-clapped and took my wrist, dragging me towards the window.
"Uh, what are you doing?" I asked as she opened the window. I already knew the answer to my question before she answered it herself.
"We're sneaking out the window. Duh. Wouldn't want mom to catch us and ruin our night of fun, would we?" I rolled my eyes once more and kicked off my heels, holding them tightly in my hand while I climbed the latter. As soon as I reached the bottom, Ashley did the same and hid the latter behind a shrub. She looked at me and smiled.
"You ready?" I nodded and smiled back.
"More than ever."
It seemed to be at least 90° as soon as we entered the club. Fortunately for us, our fake I.D.'s worked, so we were able to get in with ease. Boys immediately gave us hungry stares as we walked by, which made me fell sexy. Girls in the corner gave us jealous looks, which made me feel confident. We headed straight for the dance floor and started to dance with each other. I noticed a guy with curly brown hair looking over intently in our direction.
"Ash, there's a guy across the bar looking over at us." She turned around and I saw her mouth gape open. She quickly closed it and turned towards me.
"Omigosh, that's Zane Petrov! Hottest senior, like ever. Omigosh! He's still looking over here. How do I look?" I laughed at how she could go from confident to self- conscious.
"Don't worry. You look amazing. Just, go over there and talk to him." She shook her head.
"Chloe. You obviously don't know this, but, a girl never makes the first move." I shook my head slightly at her words.
"Ugh. Just, go and bump into him or something." She shook her head once more, but, I wasn't having it. I pushed her forward, causing her to almost fall into Zane's lap. Luckily, he broke her fall by holding her up by her waist. A smug smile appeared on my face as I noticed how they were gazing at each other. She'll thank me later. I walked across the bar from them and ordered a regular cake. My smug smile grew bigger as I noticed them engaged in what seemed to be an intense conversation.
"Is this seat taken?" I looked over to see a guy who looked to be at least 18-21 years old. He had dark hair and dark eyes. I shook my head and smiled.
"No, not at all."
"So, what's your name?" I asked finally.
"Xavier," he stuck his hand out for me to shake. "Xavier Cole."
Ashley and I made it home last night safely at around 1 a.m. Zane offered us a ride and ended up asking Ashley out. When we finally made it home, Ashley was so happy that she almost woke up our mom. School eventually came around, and I wasn't as sleepy as I thought I would be. In fact I felt pretty confident, like I was on top of the world and could do anything I wanted. I mean, I did have my first kiss yesterday. With Xavier. It was amazing. He even gave me his number! I caught up with Amy as she entered the front doors.
"Amy!" She turned around and smiled.
"Oh hey Chloe!" I gave her a hug and we walked over to her locker before stopping at the staircase. I told her everything that happened last night and showed her a picture of him. She squealed.
"Omigosh Chloe! How was he?" she said, referring to the kiss. I smiled even wider and nodded.
"It was amazing. After that, I felt like I could do anything in the world." I sighed. Just then the jockos walked through the front doors and made a pathway for them. I rolled my eyes and pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose.
"Look perky, London Calling at 10 o'clock" Amy said, quickly straightening herself out.
"Okay that's your crazy obsession, not mine. I still can't believe I actually did it! You would've been so proud of me-" I was interrupted by a ball bouncing on the wall above my head. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore it. But the lead jocko wouldn't stop. I caught the ball midair and looked him square in the eye.
"Hey jocko? Do you mind? People are trying to have a conversation here. Go play 'look at me' somewhere else." And with that, I threw the basketball off into the distance. And then it fell right into the trashcan. My jaw dropped.
"Radical!" Someone said in the distance.
"You did not just do that!" Amy said in surprise.
"I think I did. Let's go" I said, not liking the attention I was getting. Amy turned around, trying to talk to Alek.
"No, Amy, come on!" I rushed to homeroom super fast, trying to avoid all of the stares.
It was almost the end of the day and I just came back from Theater Arts. My path was blocked by an arm. I looked up to see the lead jocko, Alek.
"That was very impressive," he backed me up into a nearby wall, "maybe you could show me some of your moves sometime."
"No moves, just a lucky shot" I replied, giving him a friendly smile. I kept inching towards the corner, where I planned to walk away from him. He just kept moving along with me.
"I wasn't talking about basketball" he smirked. I blushed.
"Subtle" I said. I was just about to reach the corner but then...
He placed his hand on my tummy, so that I was flat against the wall.
"I'm not trying to be" he said in that British accent of his.
"Um, you haven't talked to me in like two years. Let's get back to that" I suggested, hoping that he'll let me go. Then he leans in, and sniffs me. Seriously?
"You smell very good." I gave him a slightly creeped out stare and tried to come up with something.
"Um, okay crazy non-sequitur man. It's called bathing. Try it." Wow. That sounded so much better in my head. I practically called him stinky.
"Why are you giving me such a hard time, Chloe King." He said my name as if he wanted to prove to me that he knew it.
"Believe me, if I knew that it would have this kind of affect I would have never touched your ball." I mentally slapped myself as I realized what I said. Alek smirked, getting ready to say something.
"Don't say it." His smirk grew bigger.
"Something tells me we're going to be very good friends." He started to lean in, about to kiss me. Oh my gosh. OH MY GOSH. What do I do? I just stood still and waited for his lips to make contact with mine. They do look soft. Before our lips met, someone behind us interrupted.
"Alek!" He pulled away and looked behind us to see a girl with dark brown hair. I think her name was Jasmine. Isn't that his girlfriend? Oh, boy do I feel awkward.
"Uh, well, nice chatting, this was fun, let's try and never do it again." I walked off to my next period which was Algebra. I hope that I am able to avoid the lead jocko for the rest of the day. It's going to be pretty hard since I have the next period with him. Great.
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