Is this movie that I think you'll like
This guy decides to quit his job and heads to New York City
The Halloween dance lived up to par. Of course, the event always started in the school's large gymnasium, then it expanded to the field, and eventually, someone's house. It was a mystery how all the teenagers wound up in the same place. It was just that time of the year. The Titans were heading to the playoffs and the student body was buzzing with excitement and adrenaline.
Clarissa did what she usually did on Halloween. She dressed up and she danced, unclaimed but wanted.
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Jace didn't enjoy the festivities Halloween had to offer. Mainly, he liked the small circle he hung out with. Still, he was the star quarterback. He was expected to attend. He was expected to be happy. He tugged at his varsity jacket. It smelled like the nicotine his sister smoked and the rubber of constant football practice sessions. The gymnasium was empty. Cups littered the once sleek floor. He listened to others complain about the lack of beer and their decision to migrate to the field.
It was about ten, the sky twinkling with stars that temporarily dulled and appeared again. Jace followed Jordon through a throng of people. He caught sight of dresses that flew with the breeze and cheerleading uniforms that made him peer around in wonder.
Where was she?
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Clarissa glanced playfully at the group that surrounded her. There was something intoxicating about being on school grounds when classes were out and done with. Maia was arguing with Lily about some stupid movie. Simon was on his gameboy, which was obviously outdated and unnecessary, but he only continued his efforts to get to the next level of Mario. Raphael was flirting with a girl she couldn't identify, her face pink from his sly compliments.
Occasionally, Clarissa would look for a familiar hue of gold. She sighed softly and pursed her lips. Lifting her arms up, she told her friends, "Lift me up on this goal, bitches."
They listened. They had to. Who could deny her?
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This cowboy's running from himself
And she's been living on the highest shelf
Jace knew the body that was sitting on the pole of the goal was hers. He could see her legs swinging wildly. He wasn't surprised to notice a small crowd of people near her. He never did catch her alone.
He pulled out his phone and slowly tugged away from Jordon and the rest of the guys.
He sent the text, watching her carefully from a distance.
Going to the party?
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Clarissa felt her skirt pocket vibrate. Blowing a lock of hair from her skin, she grinned to herself.
Her answer was simple.
Hells yeah!
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The party, this year, was at Eric's house. Unlike other people, his parents knew what was going on. And they were pretty much okay with it. The property wasn't too big, but it was enough to hold a hundred inside, and the rest in the backyard. Jace was hit with the bitter scent of alcohol. He wrinkled his nose, tried to hold his breath. Sure, he was used to the smell. He just hated the idea of drinking.
When he reached the living room, he basically lost all of his friends. Some people waved at him and he tried for a smile, but it came out just as awkward as he felt.
He texted her again.
Where are you?
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She took the whole bottle of beer. Told someone to crack the top open.
She stared down at the light from her screen.
Meet me in the forest.
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Oh and they come unstuck
He didn't know if Eric's family owned the forest or not, or if he was trespassing private territory. He didn't care because she had called him. He took the narrow path, his sneakers stomping lightly on small sticks and fallen branches. It was dark and the air smelled like leaves and wood.
He heard her before he caught a glimpse of her.
She was singing to a song, her voice soft and fulfilling.
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Lady, running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
"You're here." She announced, her lips quirking upwards.
He sat beside her on the ground, wet grass clinging to his clothing.
Her hair was matted down her shoulders, a chaos of red and pink and orange. She looked younger without makeup on. She was watching him, a dark glint in her green eyes.
He wants to say something. He doesn't know how to.
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She kisses him. So he temporarily forgets about what he wanted to tell her in the first place. Was it even important anymore?
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She's been drinking. Her mouth tastes like some Coors Lite. Jace drew away from her with a muffled explanation. Her body is warm and it makes his insides melt. Her effects on him are endless. They're silent for a few, long moments. Jace listens to the songs of crickets nearby.
"What's up with you?" She makes a funny face, one that shows confusion and frustration. Her phone is back in her hand and the illumination from it casts a glow over her skin.
"What do you mean?"
She scoffed, obviously not believing him. "You're not acting like yourself."
It was his turn to scowl in astonishment. "Since when do you know me?"
Instead of getting angry, she jumps to her feet. She wiggles her shoes out like nothing is out of sorts, shaking out drops of mud. When she's about to leave, she tells him, like a concrete door slamming in his face, "Oh, right. Yeah, we're definitely strangers."
He gazes after her disappearing form in bewilderment.
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I wanna be your left hand man
I love you when you're singing that song and
He's out of it. The party is in the back of his head. His hands are tightly fisted, nails digging into his palms. He keeps thinking about what she told him. He keeps telling himself that it wasn't serious. He shouldn't have been worried.
But he was.
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When he gets to the basement, hoping to get distracted by his teammates, he notices her. She's sitting on Sebastian's lap. They're not doing anything. His arms are wrapped around her waist and her back is laid against his chest. She's talking to Maia, trading a joint with Simon.
He hates to admit that she looks ravishing.
He's about to leave. He doesn't want to be there. He rakes his fingers through his tawny strands.
Her head snaps up. Their orbs meet. For a second, he thinks she'll get up and come to him. Rescue him from looking like a lonely asshole.
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
You're gonna sing the words wrong
She bites her bottom lip and glances away from him. She says something to Maia. She doesn't look at him again.
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To the protests of a lot of people Jace couldn't name and didn't hang out with, he left Eric's house.
The party was for the football team. For him.
He climbs on his motorcycle and drives as fast as the road can take him.
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I just wanna, I just wanna know
He's sitting out on the porch. It's about two in the morning. He guesses that the party is now at its peak. His neighborhood is quiet. The front door of the house swings open with an ugly rasp. Isabelle is standing there, her dark hair plastered down her neck. She squints at him. Then she sighs. Her belly is getting larger. Just how chubby would the baby turn out to be, Jace thought dully.
"What'd she do to you this time?"
She's his older sister. She can read his soul. She can translate his thoughts into a million languages.
He tells her everything. He lays his heart out on a platter.
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Review. Next update, for sure, will be on Tuesday. 2/4 shots complete.