Chapter 4

Austin and I got home around 11:00 at night. I tried to be slick by closing the front door slowly, but luck was never on my side. My parents both stood in the living room unpleasantly.

I waved at them coolly, but they refused to play along. "Where were you two?" asked my dad, concern etched all over his face. He had a receding hairline and a few gray hairs here and there. "It's a school night, you know?"

Before I could answer, Austin replied, "I asked her to go bowling with my friend and I. My fault." Gosh I loved my brother!

I knew they still didn't approve, but since Austin was their favorite, they overlooked it. "As for you Chloe, you left in the middle of my speaking to you," said my mom.

"Yeah, I know." I looked away.

"That means extra chores for you."

"But-"

"No buts. Complainers get double the work," said my dad. "Or in this case triple."

How was I supposed to handle school and extra chores? I had enough going on in my life already. I groaned and ran upstairs to my room. My family was so dysfunctional it wasn't even funny. Britney had gotten all of my parent's attention since the day she was born to when she went off to college. After she went, Austin got it since he was the youngest. I'd never gotten much attention unless it was for getting good grades. Plus, I was the middle child. I'd never felt any affection from my parents, and that's why I craved it so much from someone. Anyone.

I woke up late the next morning and literally got ready in five minutes. I cried myself to sleep last night, so I woke up with faded mascara marks on my face. It took forever to wash it off, but once I did, I quickly changed into whatever I saw first. It was a white tank top with a brown jacket on top along with a brown and black scarf and jeans. I wasn't exactly comfortable with my body, so I didn't own any skirts or shorts. I also wore a gold and brown ring because I never went anywhere without one.

Austin and I left the house, me without breakfast, and got to school just before the bell rang.

During locker time, I was putting away my books when someone brushed beside me. I turned around and saw Wesley standing there with a book in his hand. "'Sup?" he smiled, leaning against the lockers.

I rolled my eyes. He seemed like such a typical player. You know the type. The ones that entice you, but after they get what they want, they leave you for someone else. Ugh! I hated those types of guys. I would never fall for that game. Plus, I wanted Drew. Nothing less.

"What do you want?" I asked, a little annoyed.

"Just wanted to give you your book back," he said while holding it out towards me.

I took it. "Oh Rashel, how did I forget you?" I said.

Wesley chuckled. "It was a pretty good book actually."

"You actually read it?" What kind of player reads? Especially a player that's in a band? I thought silently to myself.

"Yeah. I love to read."

"That's weird..." I didn't mean to sound rude but come on. This was news to me.

"Wes!" called someone. I realized it was Drew. He was wearing jeans with a blue fitted shirt, and he was walking towards us. Ohmigosh. I was having a mini spaz attack. They did a weird type of handshake then Drew continued. "We still on for practice after school?"

"You know it," said Wesley. "Is it okay if I bring a fan to watch us though?"

"Sure. Who is it?" Wesley pointed at me, and I smiled an awkward smile. Me? Why me? Actually, if agreeing to this meant getting closer to Drew, then why not?

"Hey, I know you. You're that girl I bumped into yesterday, right?"

"Haha. Yup. That's me. What can I say? I'm a klutz," my voice trembled with every word.

Drew smiled, showing his shiny white teeth. He looked so gorgeous like that. I wished I could just take a picture at that very moment to try to capture his beauty. "By the way, my name's Chloe."

"Drew," he extended his hand. As if I didn't know who the hottest guy at school was. I had to control myself from fainting while shaking his hand.

"Can I bring a friend though?" I asked. I definitely wouldn't be able to last a couple of hours with Drew all by myself. I needed Aly there with me for moral support.

"Sure," they both said. The bell rang, and I went to my next class.

At lunch, I sat at the usual table. Aly came a few minutes later. I actually had to do a double take. "You got contacts!" I squealed.

"Yup," she smiled. She looked so much prettier, and her face seemed more vibrant.

"So are you free after school?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Oh, no reason. We are just going to be hanging out with Emblem3 today."

"No way! Are you joking? Don't play with me Chloe."

"Seriously. Wesley invited us." Aly's face was filled with joy. Maybe I could hook her up with Wesley after Drew and I got together. Actually, I wouldn't want to put her through that kind of torture...

A/N: I know a lot didn't really happen in this chapter so sorry about that. I might update later today though to make up for it...