The Midnight Club, Falice starts with a chapter about Alice and FP first get together in the high school before the midnight club occurs. They are classmates that have always known each other but have never slept together, dated, etc…until now.

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Chapter One.

FP POV.

"It was our junior year. Phones had chords. Winona had Johnny and everything smelled like teen spirit."

Not exactly the hottest girl in school but she definitely rivals some of the others I have been with. And damn, that hair. Gorgeous. I would never admit that but sometimes when I sit in class, I look at her and want to run my fingers through her hair. It's way too romantic for a girl like her. She probably just wants to screw in the locker rooms and occasionally distract herself with my skills. But then again, who am I to tell her not to? I don't care. I'll sleep with her with no strings attached. She doesn't seem like one of those clingy girls anyway.

I leaned over the side of my desk, putting my hand across hers.

"Hey Alice," I say in a tone as low as my deep voice will go. I am hoping it is dark enough for her to notice but she just glances at me, takes her hand back from mine and blows a large bubblegum bubble in my face. I lean back in my chair, listening to the boring teacher in front of us. She is drawing something on her desk. I can hear the scratching of her pencil against the hard wood digging at my ears.

"Alice," I say again. "I know you can hear me."

"What?" she asks, turning to me and stopping the scratching. She looks annoyed. I try to keep my eyes on her face but she is wearing a black tight top that pushes her chest up and out of it. I can see the perfect roundness of each of her—

"What, loser?" she asks.

I snap out of my supper and look into those eyes. She is as tough as nails but damn there is beauty behind all of it. She might look like a rough gang member but I can see the gentleness in her eyes and the softness of her hands. She's still a chic who wants a man.

"I was thinking you and me could kill time," I tell her with a wink.

"Ah, bite me, FP," she says. "I know you'll dump my ass and reveal all my dirty little secrets."

"Actually," I say, leaning in close and giving her a small smirk. I can tell that I am breaking her down. I pulling her away from that mean exterior and giving her just what she wants. "I was thinking that you and me could be the dirty little secret."

At that, she smiles. It's still a dark smile with wildness behind her eyes but that is just what I want. She knows a lot more about me than I'd like her to know since she has seen me around the trailer park but that means she knows me better. She knows that I am not messing around. I want to be with her and I want it right the hell now.

"You've got it, FP Jones," she says with a lick of her lips.

The bell rings loud in our ears but she doesn't jump. She stands up slowly, pushing herself up so that her chest is in my face for the briefest of seconds. My mouth drops open and I feel my heart thudding in my chest so loud I wonder if she can hear it. She stands up, puts her hand on my desk, still leaning over so that her lips brush against my ear when she whispers.

I feel my entire body start to shake with electricity. I have been with plenty of girls before. I never knew anyone could make me feel like that. She makes me want her more than anything. I'd take her right here if there weren't for all of these people.

"Meet me behind the bleachers before gym," she whispers.

"Yeah?" I ask.

She stands up, licking her thick, dark lip as she walks away. She turns around at the door, looking around at the almost empty classroom. She looks at me and then winks.

I am still catching my breath from the surge of energy when Mrs. Crabapple looks at me with her tiny eyebrows raised and the chalk still in her hand.

"Aren't you going to leave Mr. Jones?" she asks.

I look down at my laps current situation and decide standing up would be the wrong idea right now.

"Think I'll just stay here for a minute," I say.

"Suite yourself," she says.

After a few minutes, I grab my bag and run toward my locker. I throw my bag in my locker, grabbing my gym stuff out so that I can at least pretend to go to class. I am shaking as I try to get my shit without messing up my entire locker.

"Hey, what's gotten you all shaken up?" Marty asks, leaning against the locker.

"Nothing," I tell him, grabbing my shit and slamming my locker a little too hard.

"Hey there, FP," some girls shout over to me. I try to ignore them.

"Hey FP!"

"Shut up! Come one!" Manfred says to his girlfriend, pulling her arm along, even though I can clearly see she is staring right back at me. Though, I haven't been with her yet, I can tell she wants me. I wink at her as she is dragged away by her man.

"You have more girls than the whole damn football team!" Marty says. "You share with me, and we could tap two bitches at once!"

"Calm it down, Marty," I tell him, gesturing with my hands. "I don't have time for her anyway. She's with Manfred Muggs."

"What a loser."

"Yeah. Hey, I got somewhere to be," I tell him, giving him a little smirk so he gets the idea. He is dumb as rocks sometimes but at least he's funny to keep around. "Cover for me at gym?" I ask.

"Fine. Next time you covering for me, FP!" he shouts.

I throw my hand up at him as I jog away from him toward the bleachers. I throw my stuff down in the grass and wait for Alice. I pace back and forth, wondering if she's coming at all. After a few minutes, my heart sinks into my shoes and the rest of me is pretty down about it too but then she comes walking in with a grin on her face.

"I didn't think you were coming," I admitted to her.

She says nothing. She jumps on me right away. I grab her around her waist and start kissing her. Her kisses are harsh and violent, straight to the point and I love them. I kiss her back just as hard, pushing my tongue down her throat. We kiss like this for a few seconds before she starts undoing my pants.

"Alice," I say, grabbing her hand before she unbuckles my belt. I try to deepen my voice. I want her but there is something about her darkness, her hardcore exterior, that interests me. I don't just want her to get me off. I want her. Her. But she could never know that.

"We don't have to go that far," I tell her.

She grins and shakes her head.

"Why the hell else do you think I brought you here?" she asks with a short laugh.

I smile back at her and nod, spitting my gum out in the grass and kissing her again and again.

"You want me?" I ask her.

She nods.

"And you aren't mad if this is all we have between us?" I ask again.

"This is all I want," she agrees.

I kiss her again, trailing my kisses across her neck as her hands go back to my belt. I let her undo it until her hand is in my pants and I am leaning back against the post of the bleachers. Alice kneels down and wraps her mouth…

"Oh, my god Alice," I say.

"Shhh," she says and then goes back to—

"Alice," I say again, gripping the post behind me. I bite my lip hard so that I don't make any sound. After a while, I tap her on her shoulder, trying to pull her off of me but instead, she moans against me. She doesn't sit up or try to get off of me.

"Alice…Alice…" I say a few times as I let everything go. And damn it feels good. She stands back up, wiping off her mouth as I pull my pants back up, trying to fix them with shaking hands. My chest is still raising and falling so fast, I can see it. I try to quiet my breathing. I have never reacted like this before. But when she looks at me with lust filled eyes and a small smile that is almost shy, I want to grab her and kiss her so badly.

"Alice," I say, feeling my heart beat in my ears.

I grab her hand and pull her close to me. She squeals when her chest hits mine. Our faces are just inches apart. Our eyes are locked on each other. Her heart is beating fast too. I can feel it against my chest. I can feel her body tense with need.

"Alice," I mumble.

"Forsythe," she whispers. Her smile is faded. Her beauty radiates off of her. She is still shaking. I keep my arms locked around her waist and pull her in for a long kiss.

Her lips are warm and her body is shaking in my hands. We kiss like this for so long that we skipped gym all together.

And so Falice begins…I have a lot of ideas for this fic. What do you guys think of Alice and FP so far?

Thanks!