Hey, I got a new idea for a story and the summary should explain everything that's going to happen. ha-ha.

Chapter 1

SPOV

"Sonny, what are you doing tomorrow night?" my boyfriend of six months asked me.

"I have to go to an interview for that teaching position."

"You know, this has been happening a lot lately," Jake said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. We have been dating for a long time and he means everything to me. I'm in the middle of my sophomore year of college and I have a degree in teaching. If I get this job, I will be a certified teacher. I'm twenty-two, Jake is twenty-three, and we live together off campus.

"You have been blowing me off, just so you can teach some snot-nosed kids."

"Excuse me, but I won't be working with 'some snot-nosed kids.' I'll be teaching seniors in high school. They're only five years younger than me." He was starting to get worked up so I did what usually calms him down. I gave him a light peck on the lips. It didn't work.

"I'm done. I can't stand the fact that you are constantly blowing me off for this stupid job. I bet you're not even going to get it." That was like a knife in my heart. The guy I was in love with just told me I was doing nothing with my life. I can't be with someone who thinks I'm wasting my dreams.

"Jake, if that's how you really feel, then maybe we should break up."

"No, Sonny, we can work this out," he said, pulling me closer. He always did this. He would make a big deal out of everything and then act like it wasn't bad at all.

"Actually, I just need to clear my head." I grabbed my coat and started to walk to the door. "We are so done!" I shouted behind me. "Don't wait up!"

Once I was out the door, I locked it and zipped up my jacket. I started to do what I always do when I was upset. I walked to the park and wandered around for a little bit. When it started to get dark, I stopped by the bar down the street from my house. I greeted the bouncer, who didn't bother checking my ID since he already knows me. I come here every time I have a fight or break up with a boyfriend. I sat on a stool at the bar and greeted the bartender, who was also my brother. "Hey, Sis, what can I do for ya?"

"Can I have a Coke with rum?" I asked him. It's always weird asking my older brother for alcohol since I always try not to drink in front of my family.

He gave me my drink and asked, "What happened with this guy?"

"I don't know, Logan. Why do I always pick losers?"

"I thought you really liked this one," he said, his eyes shining with sympathy.

"I did, and we live together, but he won't even let me follow my dreams. All I've ever wanted to do was teach. This place I'm applying to is for a math and drama teaching position. It's exactly what I wanted." I took a swig of my drink, feeling it burn its way down my throat.

"You broke up with him, didn't you?"

"Yep," I told him without a second thought.

"Where are you going to sleep?" He took out a towel, sprayed the counter with Pledge, and started to wipe it.

I looked up at him with my puppy dog eyes. "Logan, will you please let me spend the night at your place?"

"Sonny," he whined. "Erin and I need some alone time." Erin is his fiancée.

"Okay, fine, tell you what. If I can't get a guy to bring me home tonight, then I get to go spend the night at your place."

"Okay, it's a deal." He stuck out his hand and we shook on it. "What about that guy," he said, pointing to a pretty good looking guy in the back. He looked a bit young, too young to drink anyway. I looked at his left hand and noticed a gold band on his ring finger.

"Nah, he has a ring. It's either a promise ring for a girl, or a purity ring. Either way, there's no way to go home with him." I can't believe my older brother, who was always protective of me, is finding someone for me to sleep with. "Why are you so protective of me when I'm dating, but not when I'm sleeping around?"

"Because, Sonny, these guys aren't going to hurt you emotionally. Your boyfriends will. Which reminds me, make sure I don't forget to kick Jake's ass." I laughed and began scoping for guys once again.

Logan continued pointing guys out, but I turned them down for mainly shallow reasons. If I'm going to have a one night stand, I need to approve of the guy physically. Some guys were way too tall, and some were too short. Some had red hair, which I really don't like. All of them had brown eyes, which I find boring. If I could change my eye color, I would. "Logan, you really don't know how to pick out guys. I wish I had a gay brother. That would make things so much easier."

At that point, the bell above the door rang. A tall guy walked in and he had a nice, strong looking body. He was dressed in black and white. He was wearing a leather jacket, black jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black hoodie under his jacket. It was obviously raining outside now. Water was rolling off his jacket. His hood was up and he was wearing shades. He was also carrying a helmet so I'm guessing he rides a motorcycle. Even his jaw was well defined. He looked pretty amazing so far. He must have noticed me staring because he smirked in my direction and sat on the stool next to me. He put his helmet on the counter. "Bud Lite, please?" he asked Logan. He had a voice as smooth as silk.

He took off his coats, including his hood to reveal short blonde hair. He was wearing a white T-shirt that clung to his body from the rain. He had a six pack and his biceps were amazing. He removed his shades, uncovering two sparkling blue orbs. "I think I found it," I whispered to Logan. He rolled his eyes and handed the angelic customer his drink. His phone chimed in his pocket. He took it out, read the message, threw the phone on the counter after turning it off, and put his head in his hands. "Logan, put him on my tab." He gave me a weird look, but let it go. I lightly put my hand on his bicep. He tensed under my touch but soon relaxed. "Hey, are you okay?"

CPOV (earlier that day…)

Portlyn was straddling me on her bed, sucking on my neck, sure to leave a mark. She's been trying to get me to sleep with her for two months now. I refuse to. I want my first time to be special. Yeah, I'm a seventeen year old virgin and my girlfriend has been trying to get in my pants ever since we first started going out. I pushed her off of me when her hand drifted to my pants. "Portlyn, I'm not ready for that."

"Well, why not?" she whined, pouting. I really don't like her at all. My twin sister, Tawni, set us up after I told her not to. Tawni really wants things to work out between me and Portlyn. That's the only reason why I haven't broken up with her.

"Portlyn, I know you're my sister's best friend and everything, and she really wants things to work out with us, but I think we should break up."

"Wow, you're breaking up with me, just because you're scared to have sex? Come on, Chad, you won't regret it." She rubbed my thigh and instantly, I felt disgusted. I removed her hand right away.

"Portlyn, if I do it with you, I will regret it. I want to do it with someone who actually means something to me." I got up from her bed and said, "We're over," plain and simple. I grabbed my hoodie from her chair and put it on, including the hood itself. I then put my leather jacket on after that. I grabbed my shades from her desk and hooked them on my shirt. I snatched my helmet and stormed downstairs, straight out the door. I turned the key in my Harley and sped away from the slut's house. I drove around for hours—surprisingly not running out of gas—until it was raining and went into a little bar nearby.

I parked my bike, took off my helmet, put on my shades, and showed the bouncer my fake ID saying I was twenty-one, before going inside. The first thing I saw was an absolutely beautiful girl sitting on a stool at the bar. She was staring at me as I took the stool next to her. I ordered a Bud Lite to keep things simple. I took both of my jackets off along with my shades. I was finally able to look at her without my shades dulling my vision. She had long, wavy black hair. She was wearing a leather jacket, a purple top, and black skinny jeans. She had a petite frame, but not so much where she looked like she was starving. She was absolutely gorgeous.

I saw her check me out with a smirk before whispering, "I think I found it," to the bartender. I heard my phone go off. I pulled it out to see that Portlyn sent me a message saying, if you would just give in already, we can move past this fight and I could find a way to make it up to you ;)

I turned my phone off, threw it on the counter and put my head in my hands. "Logan, put him on my tab." She obviously comes here pretty often. She calmly placed a hand on my harm. I tensed at the warmth that spread through me, but soon relaxed. "Hey, are you okay?" I turned my head to look into the warm, brown eyes of an angel.

"Um, y-yeah, I'm f-fine," I stuttered. Wow, way to keep your cool, Cooper.

"Are you sure? You might feel better if you talk about it." I remained silent. "Will you feel more comfortable if I told you my name? I'm Sonny." She put hand out for me to shake.

I took her hand and said, "Wow, that's a pretty name." She flushed a light pink. I kept shaking her hand. "I'm Chad." I still didn't let go of her hand. It was so soft and warm. Once we realized we were still holding the other's hand, we pulled away.

"So, Chad, are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Sonny asked. I honestly don't know why, but I felt like I could trust her. Everything came flowing out. I told her about how I knew Portlyn, about how she tried to pressure me, and about how we broke up. I left out some details like how I'm seventeen and how I'm a virgin. I saw a flash of empathy in her eyes. She rested her hand on top of mine and I instantly felt calm. "It's okay; I know what it feels like. I just broke up with my boyfriend today." Yes! She's single!

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked Sonny. She told me how she was living with her boyfriend, how she wants to become a teacher, and how he basically stomped on her dreams. Once she finished the story, she downed the rest of her drink. The bartender gave her a refill.

"Sonny," the bartender said, walking up to us. I was still holding her hand. "Mom wants to talk to you. Apparently, she doesn't care about her son. She only calls me so she can talk to you. You're her little angel," he said sarcastically. The bartender is her brother?

She rolled her eyes, but took the phone anyway. "Hello, Mother…Yeah, I do, and I'm really nervous…It's my first job interview for an actual career…It's at Hollywood Performing Arts High School…It's for Math, Drama, and the occasional Singing class…Alright, thanks, Mom…I love you, too…Okay, I'll tell you about it after…Bye, Mommy." She hung up and gave the phone back to Logan. She's teaching at Hollywood Performing Arts? That's where I go to school…

"So does she still love her daughter more than her son?"

"Well, of course," Sonny responded with a beautifully innocent smile. At that moment an incredibly wasted girl went up to my stool. I think she was planning on flirting with me. She ended up tripping over the leg of the stool and spilled her drink all over Sonny. I was gaping and so was she. The inebriated girl just giggled and walked away. Sonny darted toward the coed bathroom. I didn't give it a second thought before I chased after her.

"Sonny, are you okay?"

"Yeah," she said, sniffling. She obviously wasn't okay. I wet a paper towel and started to wipe the alcohol away from her shirt and jacket. I could tell she was trying not to think about it when she said, "Let's get to know each other more. What's your full name?"

"Chad Dylan Cooper, what's yours?"

"Alison Anne Monroe. Are you still in school?"

"Yep, are you?" Well, I'm only in high school, but she doesn't need to know this…

"I just got my Bachelor's Degree in teaching."

"That's so cool. What are you going to teach?"

"I will be teaching Math, Drama, and occasionally Singing."

"You sound like you have a lot of talents." She flushed a crimson red. I finished wiping the sticky beverage off of her leather jacket. "Well, there you go. You are now clean… There's just one…more…spot…right…there…" I cupped her neck and used my thumb to get rid of a sticky, red splatter that was there.

SPOV

"Well, there you go. You are now clean… There's just one…more…spot…right…there…" He cupped my neck, using his thumb to wipe another spot. I turned into a puddle right there as he stared into my eyes and I got lost in his blue ones. He slowly started to lean down towards me as I went onto my tiptoes.

His soft, warm lips molded with mine. It started to heat up more and more every second. My arms wound around his neck and his tightened around my waist. He lifted me up and set me on the counter next to the sink. He flicked my bottom lip and I immediately granted him entrance. We fought for dominance with me moaning in his mouth. He was such an amazing kisser. He was standing in between my legs, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs.

CPOV

Holy crap, this girl is amazing. She was pulling me closer as I rubbed her thighs and she moaned in my mouth. She was an amazing kisser. I couldn't get enough. She bit my bottom lip, making us break apart. She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Do you wanna get outta here?" I was in such a daze that all I could do was nod. She giggled and jumped off the counter, intertwining my fingers with hers. When we were back at the bar, I put on both my jackets, put my shades in my pocket, grabbed my helmet, and took Sonny's hand with my free one. "Bye Logan! I'll see you tomorrow!" she called behind her.

"Did you ever ride on a motorcycle?" I asked her.

"Are you kidding? I drive a Ducati." Wow, I am taking home a girl who knows bikes. I took my spare helmet out of the bag on the back and strapped it on for her, pecking her lips afterwards. I hopped on, her straddling the vehicle after me.

"Are we going to my place?" I asked her.

"Well, we sure as hell aren't going to my place. Why, do you still live with your family?"

"Yeah, but it should be okay. My sister is at a party and my parents are working late."

"This place is huge," Sonny exclaimed as we pulled up to my house. I just shrugged it off. My mom's a lawyer and my dad's a doctor. My family has good money. I parked the bike in the garage and killed the engine. I put the kickstand down, waited for Sonny to get off, and then followed suit. We both put the helmets on the bike and I took her and started to give her the grand tour. We ended in my bedroom.

"And, finally, this is my room…" We were still holding hands as I showed her my room.

"Mm, you have a big bed…" she trailed off, releasing my hand as she walked up it. She dragged her nails across my blue comforter. "Well, are you going to join me or not?" I slowly walked over to her in a daze. She giggled, meeting me halfway, putting her arms around my neck, and pressing her lips to mine. My arms circled around her waist, holding her closer. I sat on the bed, allowing her to straddle my lap. She deepened the kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I can tell she's more experienced than I am. Hell, I'm a virgin; I bet you she's not.

I pushed her jacket off her shoulders, pulling her shirt off slowly afterwards. I looked at her flat stomach and bra-covered breasts. "You're beautiful," I whispered.

SPOV

I felt shivers go up and down my spine as he called me beautiful. No guy I ever slept with called me that in bed. I grinned and kissed him again, our lips moving in perfect synch. I have never felt this way kissing someone. Chad is absolutely amazing. I can't get enough of him. I push both of his jackets off his shoulders and instantly lifted his T-shirt. Holy crap! He has a six-pack! I raked my nails down his abs, feeling him shiver as he whispered my name in awe. I grinned and kissed down his neck, nibbling and sucking, leaving my mark. Chad looked kind of lost, not know what to do next.

"Are you ok?" I peppered kisses down his neck as he nodded.

"It's just…I've never done this before," he said quietly.

"Chad…" I started slowly, looking in his deep, blue eyes. "Are you a virgin?"

He slowly nodded, looking awkward and embarrassed. I climbed off of his lap. "So, I'm guessing we can't do it now?"

I shook my head. "Chad, you can't lose your virginity to some girl you met in a bar."

"Some amazing girl I met in a bar," he mumbled. I lightly laughed.

"What I'm saying is that you should lose it to someone you really care about. I should leave."

"Do you really want to go home, Sonny? You can stay here if you want…"

"Yeah, that'll be fine." I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Do you have something I can wear?"

CPOV

I nodded and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of boxer shorts and a black T-shirt. I handed them to her and she walked to my bathroom attached to my room. She came out a few minutes later, fully dressed in my clothes and her dirty ones in her arms. She put her other clothes on the floor by my desk. I grabbed my pajama bottoms and got dressed in my bathroom, putting my jeans in the hamper. Once I was in my room, Sonny was laying in my bed, cuddled in my covers. She was so adorable. I crawled in next to her and let her lay her head in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her black, soft hair. Her breathing slowed down and I slowly drifted off with her.

Okay, there's the first chapter of Down on Your Luck. This is also going to be a bit of a forbidden love kind of thing.

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