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I took a bit longer to update this chapter….oops.

Aerrow's POV

"Come on, Aerrow! We have to be at the club in 15 minutes." Finn pressured as he banged on my closed door. I rolled my eyes. Him hurrying me only made me want to go slower. I shook out my wet air, tussling it quickly with my fingers, taking out any knots. I took a look at myself in the mirror, pulling and smoothening stray strands of my hair, wanting it look scruffy but still very decent.

"Dude, did you hear what I said?" I heard Finn's voice muffle through the door annoyingly.

In response I walked my half-dressed self to the door and gave it a good bang with my fist, scaring my blonde friend half to death. I grunted in annoyance as I could still feel the lingering presence of Finn on the other side of my door. "Whatever." I muttered before resuming in getting myself ready. I sauntered to my closet, opening up the thin wood doors to find my work uniform neatly hung on its rightful hangar. I took it and threw it on to my bed. I grabbed a black t-shirt to wear under it, slipping the cottony fabric over and on. I grabbed the neat, denim black shirt and carefully slid it on. I buttoned it securely before rolling the ends of the sleeves to the middle of my fore-arm. I then proceeded to apply my black pants, adding in a belt. The pants were always a bit loose on me. after I put on my shoes, I was ready. Ready for another fun-filled shift at the night club. Note the sarcasm.

I mean, don't get me wrong. It wasn't as bad as I made it seem. Working along side my two best friends and the only thing I ever had to worry about was giving people what type of alcohol they preferred was fine. The most stressful thing that could happen is if two men drank way more than they could hold and would get so drunk that they'd start fights. And then sometimes girls got in competitive hissy-fits over what they wore or who went out with who. I find those not too stressful, more comedic really. It was fun watching people parade around the dance floor with their hands and drinks held high, laughing and enjoying the proximity they shared with their friends or dates. Also it was always flattering when girls would model in front of me, trying to gain my attention; but I only acknowledged a girl if she's got something to offer me. But they all knew I had no intentions on a relationship, I knew they didn't either.

No one in the club wanted a stable relationship. Just some fun and the crave for a drink. I was the prime example. Although, I was probably more stubborn with the whole no relationship thing than they were.

I realized I had been standing still for quite some time, my eyes gazing at the ceiling as if they could see beyond it. Then I remembered Finn who was impatiently stationed at my door. I heaved a low sigh and headed out, nearly walking into Finn as I exited the doorway.

"Finally! What took you so long?" Finn asked exasperated, throwing his arms up to give an extent to how exasperated he really was.

I shrugged as we now walked side by side through our apartment. "Got to look good at all times. Certainly you would understand that." I gave him a nudge to his side, earning a light chuckle.

Finn gave a slight twitch of his shoulder as he pursed his lips. "The only thing is that I don't have to try to look good." He raised his chin and sped up to where he was in front of me. He turned and gave me a smile.

I just rolled my eyes, a smirk displaying on my mouth. "If you say so." We were now at our front door; I was going to open it but Finn rested a hand on my shoulder.

"I bet you want to look good for that Piper girl." He said, a sarcastic slyness oozing from his mouth. I could tell he tried hard to suppress a laugh, almost at the point of failing.

At that, I slapped his greasy hand off my shoulder, scowling. "Uh, no way! If you think I would even pay attention to her you got another thing coming." I fumed, now stepping out of the door quickly.

Finn laughed hysterically as he sunk into step behind me, his footsteps in rhythm with my own. "Come on dude, you know you want her!" He could barely even choke out his sentence as he was rumbling with laughter. "Who knows what's she'll be like, she may blow your mind." He added sarcastically as he now caught up to my pace.

We made our way down the elevator, and I honestly tried my best to lose him in the crowd that huddled on the streets. Honestly I really wondered how he became my friend, more mind blowing to me was how he became my best friend. As I walked through the highly lit streets I could hear Finn pushing through the sea of people behind me. I groaned.

"Look, Aerrow! You got to admit, it was pretty funny." He reasoned as he was once again by my side.

Ok, I had to admit that it was pretty funny…to say the least. It was just that he really bugged me. I was already kind of in a foul mood about going to work and knowing I'd have to put up with that girl and Finn's constant jokes that I know he'll give out the entire night. I managed a smile for him and nodded. "Yeah, I just really hope that she won't try to hit on me."

"Yeah, I know. She'll ruin our reputation at the club." He proclaimed, his higher ranged voice hardly audible through the thick buzz of the city.

I nudged him, laughing lightly. "I am trying so hard to think of what she'll look like when we get there." I commented with an amused grin.

Finn shrugged greatly, shaking his head. "Just imagine her trying to serve the drinks."

I barked a laugh, my head shooting back. "Maybe this could give as more money." I sighed slyly as I earned a confused look from Finn.

"What?" Finn inquired, baffled.

"Well," I chuckled, "people will line at the bar and buy drinks just as an excuse to hang out and watch the reject make a fool of herself." I said. Even for a rude and uncaring guy like me, the words tasted pretty sour. But I got a kick out of the mental image I had of that exact scenario taking place, nonetheless.

Finn put a hand over his mouth, a deep laugh bubbling in his throat. He was trying really hard not to laugh, if he did then he would probably make a giant idiot of himself. "You're cruel, Aerrow."

"You taught me how to be." I countered.

"Chica-cha." Finn exclaimed, his signature line erupting into the air.

We took a few more turns and before too long we arrived at the club with 3 minutes to spare. Wow, new record. When inside, Finn and I were greeted by Olivia. A quick, friendly hug for me and a slobbery kiss for Finn. Yuck. I didn't mind other people involving themselves in wasting time with love, it was their life and their right to choose to be single or not. But why did they always have to be on each other all the time? A good, quick kiss was good enough. Why did Finn have to add in all that saliva?

Piper's POV

I took a deep breath. I heaved in the air calmly, and exhaled it slowly. I was trying to put myself to peace. I was sitting on the bench that rooted itself across from the club. This was too much for me. I wasn't the feisty, seductive girl that was required for a job like this. I was an uptight, geeky, fragile reject that would rather burry her face into a book than burry her self-respect into a crowd of hungry men. I knew with every fiber of my being that I was bound to make a fool of myself. I had no experience in handling beer and wine, had no dancing talent, didn't have the ability to seduce a man, didn't have the outgoing personality that I needed for this job and Olivia never taught me anything. I was selling myself into failure. To top it all off, I didn't have the look. Just the way I was physically didn't fit in. I sighed, pulling at the short black skirt that hugged my thighs tightly as if my fingers were begging it to grow longer. Ok, I needed to get inside. With all the strength and confidence I could muster I left the bench and walked for the entrance, the tall heels of my shoes clicking loudly. I stopped at the door, readying myself. I reached back and untied my hair from its bun, all of my curls splashing out onto my back. I took another sigh before shakily removing my glasses. I looked into a window to check my reflection. I looked okay, partially. My make-up was staying together and wasn't smearing like it did every time I wore it. That's why I hated wearing it and chose to never put it on. I tucked my glasses onto the slit of my shirt where the buttons first began to meet. Ok, now I was going in.

I walked in without a second thought, my heart racing. I winced. As soon as I walked in I was ambushed with a powerful puff of smoke and alcohol. The club hadn't opened yet and it still managed to reek. Lovely. I pushed through the sickening cloud and made my way to where I saw three people: two guys and one girl, who I recognized as Olivia. I couldn't see the boys' faces as their backs were turned to me as they talked with Olivia. I meekly sauntered my way to them and immediately Olivia caught me in her blue eyes.

"Ah! You made it!" she beamed as she practically jumped over the counter to run to me. As she did so I took in notice that we matched. Except, I had shimmery black high heel stilettos while she had solid black high heeled boots that reached to her mid-shin.

Apparently, she didn't notice my look until she was in front of me. She gasped in shock. I was totally different in comparison to what I was this morning. Wow, that was this morning? She looked me over and her eyes sparkled a gleam of approval. "Wow, you sexy thing!" she nudged me playfully. "You look hot!" she cooed. You know, I could really see myself developing a true friendship with her.

I blushed, smiling ever so shyly. "Thank you."

She nodded a welcome before turning to her friends that were still oblivious of my appearance. "Guys, come meet our new employee." She called after them.

Both boys stifled a loud laugh as they repeatedly nudged each other. They turned around and began slowly making their way over. As they did so, my heart sank at the sight of the boy on the right. It was him. The boy I met in the elevator! Oh God I had never been so embarrassed. I continued to watch them, hiding my massive outbreak of nervousness. They still nudged at each other, they weren't aware of how I even looked yet. When they finally came to a stop next to Olivia, they gave me their attention.

Now, ok I know I was not a sight for sore eyes, but did I really look that bad? The looks the boys were giving me nerved me. They stood there gawking at me, drool hanging from the blonde guy's mouth. I really paid no attention to him as I was mainly fixed in the familiar red head beside him. I could tell in his eyes that he remembered me, and oh how I remembered him. His jade eyes ventured down my body and I could feel the pressure of them from every inch they studied.

"Oh, you guys shut your mouths." Olivia slapped them both on the arms. They snapped back into reality. "So," she started, "This my boyfriend Finn." She pointed to the blonde. He gave me a head nod, his lips twitching a smile. "And this is his best friend Aerrow." She then pointed to the red head who still had his eyes fixed on me, shock still present in the pools of green. He waved, no smile, just a wave. I didn't expect much, he was, after all, a complete jerk.

Aerrow. Interesting name.

"Hey guys." I managed to say in the most confident way possible. "I'm Piper." I was mostly saying that to Finn, for Aerrow already knew of me.

Aerrow's POV

If I could go on a cussing outrage right now, I would. So here was Piper, the biggest reject I've met, looking…dare I say it, hot. I cursed myself for thinking it. She had curves on her body that I never noticed, making the production of saliva in my mouth increase. She had beautifully curled, midnight blue hair that ran down her back, and without those thick glasses, I could see just how vibrantly orange her eyes were. They really contrasted against her chocolate skin. I was really hating the fact that I was admitting to myself that she was hot. But this wouldn't last long. By tomorrow she would probably end up as her normal, dorky looking self once again. Just for right now though, I completely forgot about that side of her.

Yay! Haha poor Piper has a long and embarrassing road ahead of her. In the next chapter I'll go into more detail on how Aerrow really thinks of her now?

QUESTIONS:

Will Piper have a great first day of work?

Will Piper go back to her geeky self?

Will Aerrow ever stop being a jerk? Lol :D

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