Breaking the rules for the night
Allison and Calla were in their respective bedrooms, deciding on what outfits to wear for their dates that night. Lydia was acting as a consultant for both girls, seeing as she had a great eye.
"I think this is perfect." Lydia said, placing a red and black plaid mini skirt on Calla's bed with a red crop top. "Totally perfect."
"Thanks Lydia." Calla replied, smiling.
"Now, on to help Allison." Lydia chuckled, walking across the hall.
Calla rolled her eyes and shut her bedroom door, changing into her outfit. Aside from the top and skirt, she wore black leggings and knee-high black boots, and completed her outfit with a studded leather jacket. Calla applied a light coat of red lipstick and silver eye shadow, and let her hair hang over her shoulders.
Across the hall, Allison was having a bit more trouble picking out what to wear. Her father, Chris, walked in.
"Sorry, I forgot to knock." he apologized.
"Hey Mr. Argent." Lydia greeted, twirling her hair around her finger.
"Dad, do you need something?" Allison asked.
"Just to tell you that you'll be staying in tonight." Chris answered.
"I'm going out with my friends tonight." Allison reminded, leaning against her desk.
"Not when there's some animal out there attacking people." Chris rebuked. And before Allison could reply, he added, "No more arguing." and turned to leave the room.
Allison sighed and shook her head.
"Someone's daddy's little girl." Lydia noted.
"Maybe." Allison agreed, biting her nails. "But not tonight."
Calla quickly made her way down the stairs, a small purse slung over her shoulder.
"Hey Calla, wait a minute." Gabriel said, trying to halt his daughter.
"Sorry dad, plans." Calla replied, pulling the front door open. "I'll be back by curfew, promise. Love ya!"
She ran to the curbside just as Derek pulled up. Calla opened the passenger door and slid in, smiling. Derek pulled away from the curb and drove off.
"So, you gonna tell me why I needed a fake ID?" Calla asked, buckling up her seatbelt.
"You'll see, just trust me." Derek answered.
Meanwhile, the group date was just getting started. Allison and Scott were picking out which balls they were gonna use.
"You seem like you know what you're doing." Scott noted.
"I used to bowl with my dad." Allison replied, smiling. "When was the last time you bowled?" she picked up a pale pink ball.
"At a birthday party." Scott answered. "When I was eight." he muttered to himself, picking up a green ball.
Lydia was first up to bowl, and Jackson stood behind her to help. In her two turns, Lydia managed to knock over two of the ten pins.
Allison was next and bowled a strike.
"Someone brought her A-game." Lydia giggled.
"Good job." Scott complimented, smiling.
Jackson was up next and he too bowled a strike, and a smug grin crossed his face.
"You're up McCall." Jackson said, sitting down next to Lydia.
Scott hesitated, but Allison gave him a confident nudge. He stood up and sadly, ended up bowling a gutter on his first turn.
Jackson started to laugh.
"Jackson, mind shutting up?" Allison questioned, looking over at him.
"I'm sorry." Jackson apologized, still laughing. "I'm just flashing back to the words 'I'm and great bowler'."
"Maybe he just needs a little warm-up." Allison guessed.
"Maybe he just needs the kiddy bumpers." Jackson snickered.
Allison shot him a glare, "Let him concentrate."
Scott grabbed his ball and stood at the front of the lane. "Please just hit one pin." he whispered. He threw the ball and it almost looked like it was gonna hit, but it rolled into the gutter at the last second.
"Don't worry." Allison reassured as Scott sat down next to her. "We've only just started." she patted his leg.
Derek pulled his Camaro into the parking lot of Club Beacon and cut the engine. "You ready?" he asked.
Calla looked at the club and smiled. "Oh yeah." she answered, smiling.
The couple walked up to the bouncer and showed him their IDs, and were let in.
The club was full of dancing people, loud music, and the light smell of alcohol.
"This is amazing." Calla said, sliding her jacket off.
"Well come on, let's enjoy it." Derek suggested, placing his jacket and hers on a nearby table chair.
"Can you get us a drink?" Calla asked, as she took Derek's hand.
"Sure." he answered, kissing her cheek.
Calla smiled and leaned against the table, listening to the music playing through the speakers. Derek returned with two beer bottles and handed one to Calla.
"Cheers to our second date." Derek said, holding out his bottle.
"I'll drink to that." Calla replied, clinking her bottle with his. She took a drink and sighed.
An old hit from 1978 came over the sound system and Calla smiled.
"You know this song?" Derek asked, taking another swig of beer.
Calla chuckled. "Okay, confession, I am into old music." she informed, taking another drink. "Call it a guilty pleasure if you want."
Derek chuckled, "I'm not judging." he defended. "It's just a surprise."
Calla smiled. "Renegade, it's a great song." she set her bottle down and took Derek's hand. "Perfect to dance to. C'mon."
The couple joined the countless others on the dance floor and danced to the Styx hit. Both had smiles on their faces.
Back at the bowling alley, it was Scott's turn again, and he just stood at the beginning of the lane, tapping the bowling ball.
"Scott, you're thinking too much." Allison told him, rubbing his shoulders.
"I know." Scott admitted. "Sorry for ruining this."
"No, it's okay." Allison replied, looping her arm through Scott's. "But, I wouldn't mind shutting them up." she chuckled. "So, just clear your head and think about something else."
"Like what?" Scott asked.
"Anything." Allison answered, leaning into him. "Think about me. Naked." she whispered. She ran back to her seat and smiled.
Scott's eyes widened and he just looked at the pins. His heartbeat increased and his vision became red for a few seconds. He threw his ball down the lane and knocked down all the pins.
Allison cheered and smiled widely.
"What did you say to him?" Lydia asked, looking at her friend.
"I just gave him something to think about." Allison answered, taking Scott's hand as he sat down next to her.
Jackson just looked ahead at the lane.
The music of Club Beacon had slowed to a ballad and the dance floor was full of dancing couples, among them were Calla and Derek. The song they were dancing to was 'Love at First Sight' by Styx.
Love at first sight
So rare, and so exciting
I only hope this love we found can last
Calla smiled as she looked up into Derek's eyes and she moved her hands so they were now around his neck.
"I have to say Derek, I'm impressed." she said. "You really know how to show a girl a good time."
"What can I say, there's more to me than most people think." Derek replied, twirling Calla once around.
"Well, I like the man I'm seeing." Calla informed, "Makes me wish that we could just freeze time for a while." she laid her head on Derek's shoulder and closed her eyes.
"I know the feeling." Derek agreed, rubbing her back.
Calla's eyes opened and she looked up at him, "Really?" she asked.
Derek nodded and reached to caresses her cheek.
All that night
We made love in the moonlight
Eye to eye
We were so unaware of the passion inside us
Love at first sight
I know that this can't be happening
Calla leaned up as Derek moved to kiss her and when the two connected, both felt something unexplainable. Derek caressed Calla's jawbone as she laced her arms around his neck, lightly gripping his hair. The kiss intensified as they both tightened their grips on each other.
Love at first sight
So rare, and so exciting
I only hope this love we found can last
They pulled away from each other and their eyes locked with one another's, and their heartbeats seemed to synchronize. The two leaned in and kissed again as the song came to an end.
As the group date continued, Scott's game improved to the point where he scored six strikes in a row.
"I guess something just clicked." Scott guessed, sitting down.
"Maybe it's natural talent." Allison replied, smiling.
"I could use a little natural talent." Lydia said, looking at Scott. "Wanna help me out this time Scott?"
"Uh no, you're good." Scott rebuked. "Go for it."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Lydia rolled her eyes and took her turn, bowling a perfect strike. She sat down next to Jackson, "I think I'm getting the hang of it." she giggled.
"That was sort of perfect form." Allison noted.
"Was it?" Lydia questioned, innocently.
Allison leaned in closer and whispered. "Maybe you should stop pretending to suck just for his benefit."
"Trust me, I do plenty of sucking just for his benefit." Lydia whispered back.
As the date came to a close, Scott attempted to bury the hatchet between him and Jackson.
"Listen I know we both didn't want to be here, but we don't have to hate each other." Scott said.
Jackson sighed. "I don't hate you." he admitted. "I just don't believe you. You may have everyone else thinking that everything's fine and normal with you, but I know that it's not. You cheated tonight."
"How do you cheat in bowling?" Scott asked.
"I don't know." Jackson replied. "It's either steroids or something weirder, and I'm guessing something weirder since it's pretty obvious that you're a freak. But I'm guessing whatever your little secret is, you don't want her to find out." Jackson looked back at Allison and Lydia.
Scott glanced between Jackson and Allison, and did everything he could to control his emotions.
Derek pulled his Camaro up to a gas pump and shut the car off. Both him and Calla stepped out.
"I'm gonna grab something to drink to try and wipe the smell of alcohol from my breath." Calla said, reaching for her purse.
"Here." Derek cut in, handing her a couple twenty dollar bills. "Get whatever you want, and can you grab me a small coffee?"
Calla nodded. "Sure, what kind?" she asked, taking the money.
"Black, two sugars." Derek answered, opening the lid to his gas tank.
"Got it." Calla smiled and pecked Derek's lips before entering the gas station.
As she did, two SUVs pulled up around him. Gabriel and Chris stepped out of the red one while two other hunters stepped out of the white one.
Calla grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerated area and glanced through the other isles. She picked up a pack of gum and went to get Derek his coffee. As she turned to look out the window, she saw her father and uncle talking with Derek, and quickly turned back before she could be recognized.
She paid for her items and waited until the SUVs were gone before she walked back out to the car.
"What was that about?" she asked, handing Derek the coffee she got him.
"Nothing." Derek answered, walking to the driver's side of the car.
He swept the glass shards off his seat before Calla slid into the passenger seat. The engine started up and Derek pulled out of the parking lot, making his way to the Argent home.
The Camaro pulled up to the curb and Derek cut the engine. He met Calla on the curbside.
"I had a really great time." Calla said, smiling.
"So did I." Derek replied, taking Calla's hand.
"I can't wait to see what you have planned for date number three." Calla took a step towards him. "Which, when will that be?"
Derek smiled and held Calla close to him. "I'll let ya know." he answered, leaning down to kiss her.
"You gonna give me a hint?" Calla asked, before kissing back.
Derek pulled away, "That would ruin the surprise." he answered.
"Fine, you win." Calla caved, capturing his lips for another kiss.
"I promise you, you'll like it." Derek promised, kissing her again.
Calla smiled and tightened her grip around Derek's neck, smiling. "Maybe we could continue this conversation in my room?" she raised an eyebrow.
"I don't think your dad would appreciate that." Derek brought up, touching his forehead to hers.
Calla sighed. "Yeah, probably right about that." she agreed. "He's the kind of father who would wait up with a loaded shotgun."
This time Derek raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Calla chuckled. "Yeah, well he used to hunt, back in Tennessee." she elaborated. "That's just his personality."
"He's protective over his little girl." Derek concluded.
Calla nodded. "Yeah, sometimes a little too overprotective." she shook her head.
Derek smiled and kissed her once more. He rubbed her back and pulled her close, holding her tightly.
After a couple more kisses, Calla pulled away. "Goodnight Derek." she said, turning to walk to her front door.
"Night Calla." Derek replied, getting back into his car and driving off.
Scott dropped Allison off at home a few minutes later, and walked her to the front door.
"I have a confession to make." Allison said, stopping by the porch. "I'm not big on group dates." she took a step closer to Scott. "So next time, just the two of us."
"I could handle more of that." Scott agreed, leaning in to kiss Allison.
Allison pulled away from the kiss and smiled. "And I could handle more of that." she giggled. She turned and headed inside, giving Scott one last smile before closing the front door.
"Have a good time?" Calla asked as Allison walked into the kitchen. The senior was sitting on the bar, her legs crossed.
"Yeah, it was a blast." Allison answered. "Would've been better without Jackson and Lydia but…" she shrugged her shoulders and grabbed a glass of water.
"You'll get that special date, don't worry." Calla reassured, jumping off the bar.
"So, how was your date?" Allison asked as the two cousins walked up the stairs.
Calla couldn't help but smile. "It was wonderful." she answered, leaning against her bedroom door. "Makes me look forward to our next date."
Allison chuckled. "Night Cal."
"Night Ally." Calla replied.
Both girls retired to their rooms for the night, smiles on their faces.
