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I also do not own any of the songs in this chapter.
I tore my lips from Randy's and turned around. Standing right behind me with a shitty look on his face was Taylor. Standing
right behind him was his band and mine. Of course, me being as dense as I am, thought something had happened and I
frantically asked, "What happened? What's wrong?" "Your name's Anna?" asked Randy. "You don't even know her name?"
shouted Parker. "Why the hell were you kissing him?" Taylor thundered. "Huh?" I asked confused. "We just got here and
already you're acting like a slut!" shouted Taylor. Out of pure instinct my fist flew up and hit him in the mouth. Both of our
bands winced. "DAMN!" said Guy. "What the hell was that for?" screamed Taylor picking himself up off the ground. "What
the hell did you call me a slut for?" I screamed back. "Because you were acting like one!" he yelled again. Spud tried to
intervene, "Maybe you guys should try and calm down." "OH SHUT-UP!" we both yelled at him. He stepped back with his
hands up, "Shutting up now!" I turned on Taylor, "Now exactly what the hell is your problem?" "My problem is you. Since we
got here you've been up on as many guys as you could get your hands on!" he shouted. "What guys?" I yelled. "I've only
danced with two guys tonight and one of them was Parker!" "Oh yeah?" he steamed. "Well it looked like you were doing
more than just dancing with this clown!" "He's not a clown and what I do with him is none of your business!" I burst out at
him. "He is too a clown!" he shouted some more. Randy nervously looked between the both of us, "Uh should I go? I don't
wanna cause any problems." "NO!" we both shouted at him. I glared at Taylor, "You know what Taylor? I don't know what
your problem is exactly but I'm getting really tired of trying to solve it!" I whirled around and grabbed Randy's hand. I threw
one last glare at Taylor and dragged Randy off through the huge crowds away from them. I didn't even pay attention to where
I was going, I was just trying to get as far away from Taylor as possible. I ended up in an elevator. It was just me and Randy
as I quickly pressed the up button so that it wouldn't stop until we got to the top floor. "Uh can I ask what that was all about
back there?' asked Randy. I sighed and slid slowly to the floor, "I'm really sorry about that. I have no idea why Taylor was
acting like that." Randy smiled slightly, "So your name's Anna is it?" I crackled a small grin at that, "No that's just what he
calls me. My name is Lily. Lily Evans." He winked at me, "See, now we're getting somewhere. I thought I'd have to wait until
our next date to find that out." I laughed, "Oh so we're on a date, are we?" He slid down on the floor next to me. "Well I'm
trying to set up a little casual dating thing here. You know, just trying to create the mood." I stared at him, "So you're
creating the mood in an elevator?" He shrugged, "Well sometimes you gotta work with what you got." I held back another
laugh, "Oh really? So how am I doing on this date so far? Cause after ending our kiss early, getting into a screaming match in
the middle of the rave, and dragging you away from the party, I'm probably not doing very well." He gave me a cute little
smile and I saw his cute little dimples, "Actually, you gave me everything that I could've wanted to happen on a date. You
gave me free entertainment when you hit that guy in the mouth, exercise when you dragged me up here, great dancing
lessons, and we almost got through dessert until we got a little interrupted." I smiled, "It did get a little interrupted. How
about we fix that! We can't just end a date without a little bit of a treat now can we?" He grinned cheekily, "That's just what I
was thinking." While we were talking I hadn't noticed that he had scooted over so that he was facing me directly and our
knees were touching. I leaned forward and his lips closed in on the rest of the space between us. His lips had barely grazed
mine when DING! The elevator doors opened. Randy groaned loudly as I turned to look. The open doors revealed a pissed
off looking Taylor, his shocked looking band, and my embarrassed looking band. Now it was my turn to groan. "We were just
looking for you," admitted Slick. I rolled my eyes, "God! I didn't know this rave was chaperoned!" Taylor cleared his throat,
"We just wanted to…" Money cut him off, "No he just wanted to apologize." "Maybe we just weren't meant to kiss," said
Randy to me. I raised my eyebrows, "Wanna bet?" I pulled both of us to our feet and walked over to the elevator buttons,
"Buh-bye!" I pressed the first floor button and turned around to Randy, "Now where were we?" He smiled and slid his arms
around my waist and I slid mine around his neck. "Right about here," he said kissing me finally. I think I shocked him by
making the first kiss a French kiss. The last thing I saw before the elevator doors closed was Taylor's angry face and Parker
was giving me a weird look too. I wonder what was up with that? Whatever! All I cared about was that I'd finally gotten my
kiss from Randy. And just to let you know he was a good kisser. A VERY GOOD KISSER! We kissed just like that until the
elevator doors opened. We broke apart with smiles on our faces. I lost my smile, as I was about to walk out the elevator.
Once again the band was there but this time it was just my band. "What do you want guys?' I asked annoyed. "Look Dezz we
don't care who you make out with," said Money. "Yeah," agreed Wheels. "That's your business!" I nodded, "Is that what
you guys came to tell me?" Slick shook his head, "Naw! We came to tell you that some of the people came up to us and
asked if we'd perform for them. They heard us before and want us to rock out here." Spud nodded, "Yeah they've got the
instruments all set up on stage and everything. So what do you say?" I rolled my eyes, "Come on guys! This is me. Do I ever
pass up a chance to rock?" The guys cheered and led me to the stage area. They got onstage and picked up their
instruments. I looked around and noticed basically the whole rave watching us eagerly. I smirked and turned to Randy, "Be
right back!" I grabbed his face and SMACK! Landed a kiss right on his lips in front of everyone. He nodded at me with this
dazed look and this doofy smile on his face. I jumped onstage and grabbed a guitar. I adjusted the microphone to my height
and yelled into it, "Are you ready to rock!" They all yelled loudly and cheered. I smiled and nodded to the band to pick a song
to play. They nodded back at me and mouthed their decision. I yelled into the mic, "A ONE! TWO! A ONE! TWO! THREE!
FOUR! LET'S GO! THIS SONG IS CALLED IT COULD BE YOU! HIT IT!"
I clutched the microphone and sang in happily:
You and me all alone
it's too late to say we didn't know
We shouldn't be all alone
One of us might lose control
All these feelings we've been hiding
Deep down they might start to show
Not here not now watch my frustrations grow
I know what I feel and you feel it too
I dream of that first kiss and who'll make the first move
Who's gonna put their heart on the line
It could be me it could be you tonight
Show me who you are
Stop me before I go too far
Cause' It hurts to hold back
So hold me or I might crack
I'm gasoline you're the match
I'm not sure if we can handle that
We might explode could be a mess
I say we take the chance
I know what I feel and you feel it too
I dream of that first kiss and who'll make the first move
Who's gonna put their heart on the line
It could be me it could be you tonight
I'm all mixed up confused
I don't know what to do
Cause' I want to and I'd love to
If I knew you'd want me to
I smiled at the crowd seductively and whispered into the mic:
If you're get any closer then I'm going to have to say…
I began singing again:
I know what I feel and you feel it too ...
I dream of that first kiss and who'll make the first move
Who's gonna put their heart on the line
It could be me it could be you
I know what I feel and you feel it too ...
I dream of that first kiss and who'll make the first move
Who's gonna put their heart on the line
It could be me it could be you
I winked at Randy as I finished the song and flopped on my back. "MORE! MORE!" chanted the people. Slick helped me
get back up. "Why do you always have to do that?' asked Spud. I shrugged and grabbed the microphone. "Sorry everyone
but unfortunately that was the only song we are going to be performing tonight. We just wanna hang and enjoy the rave."
Everyone groaned but clapped for us anyways. I removed the guitar from my shoulders and set it down. The d.j. started up
the music again. I faced the guys, "Well see ya boys later. I'm off to party." With that I jumped off the stage and looked for
Randy. He was nowhere to be found. "Oh well! He'll find his way back to me eventually," I thought as I accepted an
invitation to dance with this cute guy whose name turned out to be Bruno. He led me to the dance floor and Ne-Yo's slow
song, So Sick, was playing. Bruno eagerly wrapped his arms around my waist. But before I could slide my arms anywhere
near him I heard a bunch of shouts. Now when you can hear shouts at a rave then there's a problem. If you're at a rave or at
least a good rave then you won't be able to hear much but loud music and drunk laughter. I would've ignored it if I hadn't of
recognized one of the voices. I quickly ditched the guy I was dancing with and went off in the direction I'd previously heard
the voice. Now if I was thinking straight I would've just used my powers to find what I was looking for but I was so anxious
about finding the owner of the voice that I wasn't really thinking at all. I had almost given up when I wandered accidentally
into the lobby and found what I was looking for. I smirked as I walked up behind the two people. "Never thought I'd see you
at a rave? A muggle one at that, Chauncy," I said casually. Both people whipped around frantically with fright. Standing in
front of me looking like two daft little boys who just got caught looking through their mum's knickers were Nathaniel Hobbs
and Chauncy Phillips. They were two of the ministry's undercover aurors. Notice that I said that they were supposed to be
undercover. Now if you were an undercover auror should you be screaming all out in the open at a crowded muggle rave?
Exactly. I didn't think so. And the ministry wonders why Voldeywhore's got so many followers. Hell if they hadn't of killed off
my family and weren't killing muggles and muggleborns then I'd join them too. Who'd want to be involved with a ministry that
can't even do there own jobs but have to pester a sixteen year-old muggleborn witch to do it for them? Anyways, these two
guys were dressed in black trench coats and long black hats with dark shades on. I laughed at them loudly, "Um just who the
hell are you guys supposed to be?" Hobbs frowned, "We're dressed incognito." I snorted, "You bloody well look like the
American Secret Service." Chauncy pouted, "I thought we were dressed brilliantly." I rolled my eyes and sarcastically said,
"Gee! I never could've guessed you guys were up to something in those outfits! After all, these outfits are so common among
hormonal teenagers at parties." Hobbs smiled, "Really?" I stared at him and said dryly, "No!" Chauncy smiled thinly, "Just
get back to your party Ms. Evans." I stared at him as if he had an extra head or something, "Right! Cause I'm really going to
go back to what I was doing like nothing happened, while two supposedly undercover aurors follow me around all night trying
to get information." "Really?" said Hobbs dumbly. I stared at him again and shook my head, "No." His smile dropped, "Oh."
Chauncy smiled falsely, "We're not following you Ms. Evans. Oh heavens no. What could possibly give you that silly idea?" I
raised my eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Well call me crazy but maybe the quick notes quills, the parchment, the wizard
binoculars, and the words Operation: Follow Lily written in big red letters across the parchment that you're both carrying in
your hands was what tipped me off." They both blushed guiltily and tried to shove it all away. I rolled my eyes, "Look you're
wasting your time following me. I don't know where Voldeywhore is and if I did I'd definitely be out there kicking his ass right
now and not dancing at a rave. Besides Chauncy, old chap, I thought the ministry could handle things on their own from now
on. I distinctly remember you people saying something along the lines of stay out of it. You're just a kid who knows nothing.
Give or take a few lines." Chauncy narrowed his eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you? My name is Channing not
Chauncy. It's not Chauncy, Chamber, Chapstick, or any of the other ridiculous names you've ever called me. It's
CHAUNCY! And the ministry expresses it's deepest apologies of ignoring what you've told us in the past. Now we need your
help. So tell us where He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is?" I threw my hands up and groaned in annoyance, "Hello? What part
of I-don't-know do you not get? The I? The don't? Or the know? Huh Chunky?" Channing narrowed his eyes, "It's
CHANNING!" I waved my arms dismissively, "Yeah whatever! Look Chewey, you people are insane. So I'm not going to
hurt you. I'm going to do you the favor of pretending this never happened and you'll both walk away unharmed and with all of
your limbs still intact. Okay?" Hobbs nodded quickly. Channing however had to be stupid and put his arm out on me. In a
flash I had him pinned to the wall with my arm dug in his neck. He struggled to breath since I was cutting off his air supply. I
glared at him, "Who said you could touch me?" He was turning purple at this point and choking for air. "Please, let him go.
We'll leave. I promise. Just don't hurt him or us," wailed Hobbs. I rolled my eyes and pressed my thumb into a certain spot
on his neck. He passed out instantly. "You killed him," Hobbs wailed. I shook my head sadly as I watched him wail in agony.
Man if he's an auror then maybe people like Cherry really do stand a chance in life. Rolling my eyes I threw Channing into
his arms, "He's fine you idiot. I just pressed a trigger that knocked him out. He'll be awake in a couple of hours. Tell the
ministry if they try and follow me again then I'll get mean. And they definitely don't want a mean Lily on their backs. Okay?"
He nodded dumbly and apparated away with Channing. I shook my head. What a sad excuse for aurors. I laughed to myself
and walked back into the rave area. I spotted both Taylor's and my band sitting at a couple of tables at the back with drinks
and snacks. I walked back there. "What's up?" I asked the guys. "Just chilling," replied Guy. "Can I get you a drink Lily?'
asked Parker. I nodded, "Yeah! Get me a blue motorcycle." He sped off to get my drink and Lennie eyed me. "Are you sure
you can handle the strong alcohol in that drink?" I rolled my eyes, "Please I'm just getting started." "Here's your drink,"
said Parker. I took my drink and sipped from it. "So Lily," called Guy over the music. "Rumor has it, you go to some fancy
boarding school." "Yeah," said Lennie. "We heard you were just here visiting." Parker stared at me, "Is that true?" I drunk
some more of my drink and nodded, "Yeah it's true. I do go to a boarding school. I'm just visiting the guys." "For how long?"
asked Parker anxiously. "A week," I replied. "I leave on Sunday." Parker looked crestfallen. I peered at him curiously as I
read through his mind. "Why does she have to go? I was really looking forward to getting to know her. I don't know why I'm
getting so attached to her. Taylor's gonna go ballistic if he finds out I'm starting to crush on her. I don't why he's so uptight
over any male attention she gets. Every guy in here probably feels the same way I do. I don't know why I'm even trying to
get her to notice me. I'm probably just wasting my time. She probably has a boyfriend back at school anyways. And who
knows maybe she's hooking up with that guy she was snogging earlier," he thought. I almost choked on my drink. That was
so sweet. He's really starting to like me. Me? I wonder what he means by Taylor going ballistic every time I get male
attention. He's starting to crush on me? He is too cute. Someone cut my thoughts short as they covered my eyes and
whispered in my ear, "Guess who?" I smiled coyly, "My baby's daddy?" "What?" I laughed and removed the hands from
over my eyes. I turned to see his horrified face. "Just joking," I said. "I knew it was you Randy." He relaxed visibly. I
laughed, "So where did you disappear to?" He pointed behind him, "I went to collect my friends." I looked where he was
pointing at and grimaced. Two guys and a girl were standing off to the side watching us. The two guys were cute but not as
cute as Randy. I think I've seen them before but anyways. What put the grimace on my face was the girl. "Well, well, well,"
she said smirking. "If it isn't my old friend Lily Evans." I glared at her, "I was never your friend!" Randy looked at me
confused, "Wait! You two know each other?" Now it was my turn to smirk, "Know each other? Please! Val and me go way
back. Don't we Val?" She narrowed her eyes, "Yeah way back." I kept smirking, "Don't be shy Val! Tell them all about the
good times we've had together." She smiled bitterly, "Oh I'd much rather keep them to myself, Lil!" I smiled sarcastically,
"Oh come on stop being such a chicken. You know what? How about I tell them? Now where to start? There were just so
many good times, it's hard to choose. Oh I know! Remember when you gave me a coconut smoothie after I told you I was
allergic to coconuts? My lips swelled up for days. Or how about the time you spread all those rumors about me? You know
about how my sister and me were working in a brothel to earn money or that time when you got our fifth grade English
teacher fired when you told people we were having sex. Or you know what? Remember that time I kicked your arse after you
called my dead mother a slutbag druggie whore who died from shooting up too many times? Oh such good times those were."
My band glared at her because they remembered her from all the times we've run into each other. Even Randy started
glaring at her after he heard what she had said about my mother. "Are you telling me that you insulted someone's dead
mother, Valerie?" he asked. Valerie rolled her eyes, "Oh please! She deserved it. She was always little miss outcast.
Walking around being a little rebel. She thought she was so special. All of the guys use to hang off of her like leeches and she
acted as if she was queen of the world or something. I had to let her no that she so wasn't!" Randy glared at her and turned to
the two guys he was with, "Lily this is Andrew and Terrell. There my friends from school. And well apparently you know
Valerie Myers. She was just tagging along with us tonight." Valerie rolled her eyes, "Randy are you ready to go on that date
now? I'm so over this ravie thing!" "You mean rave," Spud corrected. "That's so what I said, " she replied. "No half-wit,"
snorted Slick. "You said ravie! What the hell's a ravie? This is a rave!" "Please!" she said snottily. "I got an A in English
last semester. I think I know what I'm talking about." "Well obviously you don't," said Money. "Obviously I don't what?"
she asked confused. Wheels rolled his eyes, "Obviously as in obviously you don't know what you're talking about!" It was
my turn to snort next, "Who did you shag for that good grade in English?" "Whatever!" she said. "So are we going or what?"
Randy shook his head, "I never said I'd go on a date with you. I said no." Valerie looked shocked, "Oh you were serious?' I
laughed at her stupidity. Randy stared at her, "Yeah I was serious." Valerie looked taken-aback, "But I'm Valerie! No one's
ever turned me down before." I smiled sweetly at her, "Well there's a first time for everything. And I'm sure this won't be
the last time." She glared at me, "Oh who asked you Evans?" I thought for a minute and then said, "No one but I felt my
opinion was needed." She slit her eyes at me. I grabbed Randy's head and kissed him. When we pulled back Valerie was
glaring at me. "Oh man," I said ignoring her. "I'm thirsty." I grabbed my blue motorcycle and downed it in one second flat. I
threw the cup down and let out a loud belch. "Dang Lily! You could've kept that one to yourself, " complained Slick. I blew
him a kiss, "That was all for you babe!" "I'm going to dance, " I said walking away. The Black-Eyed Pea's song, Push It, was
blasting. I moved my body through the crowds of dancers as I danced around by myself. While I was dancing around crazily, I
was snagging several drinks from the various bars and snack tables around the room. Needless to say I was once again
getting myself pissey drunk. Do I ever learn from my mistakes? Apparently not because I kept on drinking. Lindsay Lohan's
song, Rumors, came on. I stopped sipping my drink. Oh this my shit! Some guy came up and started dancing with me. I let my
body fall back into him as we moved. I am ashamed to admit that I was singing the song to myself off-key and offbeat. The
guy I was dancing with was wincing slightly at my terrible liquor infested breath. The next song they played was Omarion's
song, Touch. If I would've been sober I would've laughed at myself after what I did next but I wasn't sober and I wasn't
laughing either. I pushed the guy who I was currently dancing with off of me and yelled loudly, "LET'S KICK IT OLD
SCHOOL!" Then I began doing a bunch of old school dances in the middle of the dance floor. I did the running man, I did the
pony, I did an Irish jig, I did the pop-lock, I think I even dropped down to the floor and did the snake. I even threw in some old
Michael Jackson moves into the mix. I was just crazy, dude! I was just about to do the worm when thankfully and I do mean
thankfully because if I would've tried to do the worm my top probably would've come undone and I didn't have a bra on
underneath this bandana. But as I was saying, thankfully Taylor came and stopped me. "Anna, " he said grabbing me. "Are
you drunk?" I did something I'd never do in my right mind. I giggled. "Maybe! Baby! Rabies!" I giggled excitedly, "I
rhymed!" Taylor grimaced and dragged me over to the bands, "She's drunk. Wicked drunk!" I tried to stand up straight, "I
am not dru.. Oooh! A martini." I skipped over to Parker and grabbed his drink. I almost downed it when Taylor snatched it
out of my hand. I pouted, "No fair! That was mine!" Taylor pulled me up straight, "Anna I think we need to get you out of
here." I put my hand in his mouth and pulled his tongue out to see. He swatted my hand away, "Bloody hell woman!" I giggled
madly, "You have a pink tongue." Spud laughed at me, "Yeah! We all do Dezz!" I frowned and wagged my finger at him, "No
we do not mister! My tongue is goopa." Guy snorted, "What the hell is goopa?" I tried to roll my eyes but it made me dizzy,
"Duh! Goopa is the color of my tongue!" "Uh right," said Money. Wheels stared at me warily, "I think maybe we should get
her home." "Yeah," agreed Slick. "She's losing it." "Nuh-uh!" I said sticking my tongue out at him childishly. I turned to
Lennie, "I can stick my whole fist in my mouth!" He raised his eyebrows at me, "Um okay!" I giggled, "Wanna see?" I began
to stuff my fist in my mouth until Taylor yanked it down, "Stop that!" I glared at him, "You suck Taylor!" Then I giggled,
"Ha! Ha! Sucky Taylor!" Parker helped get me up, "Yeah I'll help you get her to the car. She needs some rest." Alright, "
said Taylor. Both of our bands stood up and began walking with us to the exit. "Hey Dezz," called Spud. My head flopped in
his direction, "Yippee! Yippee! Yay!" "Okay," he muttered. "How many blue motorcycles did you have anyways?" I giggled
madly almost tripping, "This many!" I held up my pinky finger and poked my tongue out. "Uh what number is that?" asked
Slick and Money. I giggled and swatted at them, "Silly billies! Me don't know!" They all groaned as I began singing
Madonna's song, Like A Virgin, at the top of my lungs as we made our way through the parking lot. Wheels quickly pulled
my car over to us. "You're sure she'll be okay for the night?" asked Taylor as they buckled me up in the back seat. "Yeah!
She'll be fine by morning. As long as we have a large pot of coffee waiting for her she'll be fine," said Money. "Here," said
Slick giving him my cell phone. "Put your number in her cell and we'll tell her to call you." Taylor punched his number in and
Slick punched my number into Taylor's phone. "Well, it's been fun," said Spud. "Maybe we'll see you around." Taylor's
band nodded. "Most definitely, " said Lennie. "Yeah," said Guy. "We'd love to play with you guys sometime," said Parker.
Wheels hitched a thumb at me as I giggled madly at my finger, "We'll have to check with this loon first but I'm sure this
won't be the last time you guys will see us." Taylor's band waved bye and walked off to get their car. Wheels hit the gas and
pulled off towards Spud's house. By the time we had got back I had fallen asleep with my head in Slick's lap and my legs on
Money. They shook me awake gently. "Dezz! Get up!" said Slick. I woke up pouting, "No! Me wanna sleep!" "You can sleep
in the house," said Spud. "Now up!" tugged Wheels. I grumbled and shakily got to my feet and walked crookedly into the
house. Zack met us at the door, "Did you have fun?" "Yeah we did! Dezz is drunk though," said Spud. Zack peered at me
closely, "Lily are you okay? You look a bit green!" I was swaying back and forth and my face was green. I covered my
mouth, "I think, I think I'm gonna be sick!" I dropped my hand and all of my drinks and food from the entire day came up.
Right on the welcome mat. Spud pulled my hair away from my face as I puked all over his floor. After I just about puked my
guts out, Zack and Spud helped me up to my room. "Should we take her clothes off?" asked Zack. Spud visibly blanched, "No
way! I'm not getting killed." I waved them away, "I can take off my own clothes, now get out!" They walked out and shut my
door. I tore off my top and slid out of the rest of my clothes. Grabbing my bag I pulled out a large nightshirt and threw it over
my head. There was a knock at my door. I opened it and Zack came back in. "I just wanted to check on you and make sure
you hadn't passed out in the middle of changing or something." I yawned and crawled into bed. Zack pulled the covers over
me as I fell back onto my pillow. "What time is it?" I asked as he tucked me in. "Nearly dawn," he said. "You guys were out
there for a while. It must've been some party." I smiled, "You have no idea." "So Lily are you still going to the concert with
me?" asked Zack. "Lily?" He looked closer at me and noticed I was fast asleep. He smiled to himself as he watched me
sleep. "Sweet dreams, Lily," he muttered kissing my forehead. With one last look at me he got up and walked out of the room
shutting the door quietly behind him.