DISCLAIMER: I dont own The Nine Lives of Chloe King or any of the characters.


I was in the lunch line with Amy waiting to get the always appetizing cafeteria food. Actually I was craving some Thai food for lunch, but our 60 year old lunch lady was in no way capable of making sure the noodles were cooked all the way so I was pretty sure that was out of the question. Amy would have totally gone off campus with me, but as sophomores we weren't allowed. I was just close enough to smell the disgusting slop they called spaghetti sauce when I was roughly pulled out of line. Out of reflex I swung my food tray at my "attacker's" head. Why would they attack me here at school, there were so many humans!

Alek put a hand up and blocked his face from being hit, and smiled. "Calm down, kitten, It's just your protector." I huffed trying to get my heart to a normal beat again.

"Don't do that, I'm going to buy that bell today, and it's going around your neck." I warned.

"But then everybody will know what we're doing tonight." He smirked. I rolled my eyes, and started to get back in line behind Amy who was trying very hard to cover up her laughing. He grabbed my arm again yanking me back to him. "Hold up, Chloe, I brought you lunch." He held up a paper bag. I could smell what's inside it, I had missed it earlier, but now it was intoxicating.

"Is that-" I started

"Thai, someone's favorite." He said stepping forward so there was only a few inches between us.

"Hmmm. I can't wait." I looked over at Amy, I was biting my lip asking her if it was okay if I ditch.

"Go, I'll go find my boyfriend."

"Thanks Ames," I said. Alek took my hand in his and led me outside. We walked all the way to the football field and sat down in the exact middle. He unpacked everything and handed me a pair of chopsticks. I looked through everything before putting together a mixture of everything before digging in.

"So much better than cafeteria food!" I moaned. Alek smiled and then laughed. I looked over at him and saw he wasn't eating. "What?"

"Nothing." He said looking down.

"Spill." I put the container down and looked at him.

"No, keep eating." He urged. I stared at him curiously.

"Not if you're going to keep staring at me."

"I won't." I picked up the container again and resumed eating.

"So why were you staring at me?" I asked him.

"Why wouldn't I. You're gorgeous, Chloe King. I like being the reason you're smiling." I blushed and looked down into my food. I saw him reach for some food and I looked up and kept eating. We didn't really talk, other than to ask for something. We just enjoyed each other's company and the food. The sun was strong and bright, and maybe it was our inner cat, but we both just kind of stretched out letting it heat our skin.

The first warning bell rang but we stayed where we were. I didn't have a class to get to, and Alek could make it to his class if he ran, but he scooted closer putting his right arm under my head. His right hand played with a single curled tendril, twirling it around and around his finger. I thought I heard him make a noise that sounded like purring but I thought it was best not to mention it. He'd make some sexual innuendo and this sweet moment would be gone. Being in his arms brought to mind my dream I had had last night and I knew I was blushing.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked. Had he seen me blush?

"Nothing." Crap! I could hear the lie in my voice, and if I could, I knew he would.

"Me, huh?" He asked, only slightly the cocky bastard he was around everyone else.

"Yes, CB, I was thinking about you. I was thinking about a dream I had last night. It was very hot." He didn't say anything and I tilted my head up to look at him. He was blushing. I jumped up throwing my hands in the air victoriously. "I made you blush! The great Alek Petrov did not only blush, but is completely speechless." I couldn't resist doing a little happy dance. Alek stood up and brushed himself off then came after me. I ran at first but he caught me wrapping his arms around my stomach and spinning me in a circle. But he didn't let go, instead he started tickling. I couldn't get away. He tickled me and all I could do was roll further and further into a ball. Soon, I was on the ground writhing under his fingers. "Stop, please!" I begged. I was laughing harder than I could ever remember, and it was getting harder to breathe. Mercifully, Alek stopped and offered me his hand. He helped me up and immediately into his arms. We spun around once and then heard the last bell ring. I moaned, knowing that he would have to leave now.

"Hey, save that for tonight." He smiled. I turned to face him. There was the Alek I know.

"I guess I'll see you for training tonight?" I asked, even though I knew that was not what he meant. He raised an eyebrow and frowned, shaking his head. He kept his hand in mine as he walked over to where we had left our food and bags. He picked up the food and grabbed his bag as I grabbed mine. We walked out of the stadium our hands intertwined, but I walked slightly behind. The way his bag hung off one shoulder, the way he walked with confidence and an ease that was only explained by his heritage, it all gave her goosebumps. He threw the empty food bag in the trash and kept walking towards the school but instead of going back into the main building he just kept walking towards the parking lot. "You have class!" I told him as I followed.

"Doesn't mean I have to go." He shot back over his shoulder. He opened the passenger side door of his mustang and helped me in before going around and jumping into his own seat. He revved the engine a couple times before putting it in gear and took off.

"Where are we going?" I yelled to be heard over the engine and the wind whipping through the car. He smiled and looked over at me. "Anywhere we want to, Princess."


Reviews please, I hope you like it... and the next chapter. Brian shows up.