Sorry this took so long to update! I'll try to make the updates closer together, but I think I always say that with all my fics and can never quite get there. But I will really try with this one since I only have the first chapter posted until well, now.

CHAPTER 2: THE PERFECT ONE

So there they stand, looking around the top floor of the club, picking Alex' next conquest. They'd gone through many options, but each one wasn't to Alex' desire. She had to be just right, and their gaydar—if you don't know what that is, well find out and come back—had to go off the meter.

"How about here?" Chastity pointed a girl out with curly blonde hair. "She's so hot."

Alex gave Chastity one of those looks, like what the hell are you thinking. "You know I don't like blondes."

Chastity rolled her eyes, this girl was so picky. It was just one night! As long as you get some, who cares what the bitch looks like. But, she knew Alex, the girl had to be perfect, so she looked some more.

Alex looked too, her eyes scanned the club. She looked at every girl and quickly passed by them, they either didn't hit her gaydar, meaning they aren't gay, or they just weren't right. Finally, her eyes came across a girl standing directly across from them on the opposite side looking down. That was her.

"Hey, what do you think about her?" Alex nudged Chastity with her elbow and the brunette looked over to where Alex was staring and grinned.

"Fuck! She's hot! If you don't get her, I want her."

Alex ignored the comments, she knew she had picked the right one. Oh and she looked fresh too. Alex liked these. Her eyes lingered on the brunette. She watched her retreat back to her seat and slouch down into the booth a cup in hand. Damn, she already liked this girl. She frowned when a girl sat down next her target. Her eyes became small slits and Chastity knew that she was getting territorial.

"Better go claim your property before someone else snatches her." She taunted her, oh she was so good at it.

Alex huffed, released the railing, grabbed her beer bottle from the table and started her journey to the other side of the club. She was going to get this girl and she wasn't going to lose. She'd make that short little brat that didn't even look old enough to be in the club run from her.

Marissa sighed and pushed herself from the bar. She brought the cup to her lips again, it was a long night and it'd barely just begun. The vodka and tonic slid down her throat easily, and she savored the bitter taste in her mouth. She caught sight of Summer, but not Seth. Where was the bonehead now?

Summer plopped down next to Marissa in the booth and she leaned forward. Man, she had too much energy. "Hey, Coop!"

Marissa nodded her head and took another drink then set the green plastic cup down on the table, "where's your boy toy?"

"Oh he went to the bathroom! You know how alcohol rushes through your body! Makes you have to pee all the time! You should come join us, we're having so much fun." Ugh, why did she have to ramble, it could be so irritating sometimes.

Marissa shook her head, she wasn't stupid. She already felt like the third wheel being out with her best friend and her boyfriend. Yeah, joining them on the dance floor would just make her feel worse with how they couldn't keep their hands off each other. No, what she wanted to do now after having 3 drinks was find someone and leave.

"Oh! You know what we should do?" Summer burst out. Marissa jumped and looked up at her. Years of knowing this girl and she still wasn't used to the sudden outbursts. She raised her eyebrows, which Summer took as her sign to continue on. "We should find you a girl! You need to get laid, you've been pretty bitchy lately."

Marissa glared at the shorty for the last comment. She may have been a born again virgin but damn it, she was not bitchy! Then, she let it go, and a grin quickly replaced the scowl. Maybe Summer was right…she could find someone to teach her some things. "You point them out, and I'll say yes or no."

Summer's grin had to be the size of Alaska, California, and Texas combine. She moved quickly to the railing and started looking. Marissa joined her and quickly shook her head no to several girls that Summer picked.

So, they looked, every girl not the right one for her first time. Marissa looked around the top floor. Her jaw dropped when she saw the blonde. The most gorgeous creature to walk the face of the planet was walking in her direction. Granted, there were a lot of people in her area, but it was still in her direction, right? Her trance on the girl had her so focused that she could even tune out Summer's high pitched voice and the pokes and pulls on her arm.

Summer had enough, she was irritated that Marissa was not helping her. This was for her and she wouldn't give her insight! Oh she was going to give her a piece of her mind alright. Then she turned and saw what Marissa was looking at, better yet, who Marissa was looking at. Her jaw dropped too. She was straight and even she had to admit that the woman was just drop dead gorgeous.

"That's her."

Well, they've spotted each other, now what?

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