The club began to clear out a bit shortly after the band completed their last set. There were still clusters of people throughout, standing around, talking, but a significant amount of people were making their way out the door, carrying on conversations about the band, the club, and their plans for the rest of the evening.
The boys began to pack up their instruments, discussing how the performance went and teasing each other but Sav didn't seem interested in the conversation. He appeared absentminded as their conversations carried on, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for something - or someone. "Okay, Sav," Peter placed his hand on his shoulder, interrupting his search. "What's the deal?" Sav turned to him and shook his head nonchalantly, "What do you mean?" The boys chuckled almost in unison and Danny chimed in, "C'mon, it's that girl, isn't it?" Danny nodded his head, gesturing to the girl that had appeared across the room, laughing in conversation with Sav's sister, Alli, unaware of her audience. "She is pretty hot," Peter assured Sav with a smug smile on his face. "There's just something about her," Sav thought aloud as he studied her from across the room. "I think it's that dress," Peter nudged him playfully, laughing to himself. Sav chuckled as he swung his instrument bag over his shoulder and began to walk toward Cecilia.
The boys watched as he approached her, their smiles as they spoke. Their body language was practically screaming - the way he looked at her, the way she played with her hair, brushing it back with a hand and giving him a teasing, bordering seductive grin. "Any plans for tonight?" Sav asked her, a brow raised, curious. "I was invited to this party but I don't have a date," she shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth, hinting to him. "Oh, really..?"
Sav captured his lower lip between his teeth as he watch Cecilia dance before him, her hips twisting to the music that pulsed through the unfamiliar house. The party that Cecilia had been invited to was held by a kid that didn't attend Degrassi. Each room was packed with people, the majority of them under the influence of alcohol. While Sav declined, Cecilia had taken several shots and was definitely feeling it. With her back to him, she danced before him, grinding herself against him. Part of Sav felt guilty for allowing her to dance so seductively against him, considering her current state, but an even greater part of him was enjoying it. He had undeniably been hurting from his breakup with Anya but since Cecilia arrived, his mind was too preoccupied to remember the pain. Cecilia was sweet like Anya but tonight proved that she had a sexy side that Anya seemed to lack. She continued to roll her hips to the music, allowing it to guide her movements. Her eyes remained closed as she worked herself against him. He moved with her to the music but let her do her thing. She whipped her hair as she swayed her hips to the music. Sav's hands found their way to her waist where he gently grasped them. Cecilia giggled softly and rested her back against his chest, her cheeks rosy from the alcohol and the dancing.
"Let's get you some fresh air," Sav spoke softly into her ear. She nodded, obliging, and opened her eyes. She winced as the flash of a camera surprised her. Someone at the party had been taking pictures all night. It was a familiar face from the hallways of Degrassi but Cecilia didn't know her name. Her hand sought out his and she laced her fingers through his upon finding it. He led her through the rooms, trying to avoid contact with the crowd but it was nearly impossible.
Cecilia inhaled deeply as they stepped outside, taking in the fresh air. "Much better," she smiled at Sav. Their hands were still clasped together as they headed for a bench across the yard. Cecilia sat down and rubbed her hand in a circular motion on the space beside her, inviting Sav. He sat down beside her and turned his head to look at her, looking her in the eyes. "You're something else," he smiled as he studied her face, her rosy cheeks and her glossy eyes. Despite being somewhat inebriated, she was still stunning. Her curls framed her face and the light of the moon highlighted her gentle features. She smiled softly at him, a sincerely sweet smile, as he continued, "I really like you, Cecilia."
Her cheeks grew pinker as she listened to him. They maintained eye contact as they sat side-by-side on the bench under the night sky. The music could still be heard but it was a distant melody. While people could still be heard talking and laughing from across the yard, they still felt alone. Determined, Sav inched toward her face and Cecilia closed her eyes, anticipating. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, his soft lips pressing against hers. He raised a hand to her warm cheek and held it as they prolonged the kiss. Her curls tickled his face and he could smell the sweet scent of her perfume. He was enamored by her. After several moments of enjoying this exciting new contact, she pulled away with a small smile on her face. He opened his mouth and inhaled to speak but before he could, she leaned in and placed several small kisses on his lips and then rested her head on his shoulder. They sat there in silence under the moon, enjoying each other's presence and reveling in what had just happened.