Quick question: Are Chris's eyes blue? I hope so, cuz that's what I said...



The group was seated at a table in the V.I.P section when they arrived at the club. Chris couldn't keep his eyes off Nora. Her silky hair which was normally in a ponytail, was piled high atop her head and curled. His hands were itching to run through them. He quickly shoved his hands in his pockets.
"I'm going to get someting to drink. What do you guys want?" Matt asked standing up.
"Bloody Mary," Jason said.
"Just get me a beer," Adam said.
"Virgin Margurita," Nora said and everyone looked at her. "What? I'm not a fan of alcohol."
"I just want a Coke," Jeff said.
"Get me a shot of anything strong," Chris mumbled.
"Aimes, you want anything?" Matt asked.
"Nah, but I'll go with you and help you bring the stuff," she answered standing up. The two left a moment later and Nora was left alone with the guys.
"So Nora, why the sudden change of wardrobe?" Adam asked.
"Just felt like doing something different, you know?" she answered.
"It's different alright..." Chris said rolling his eyes. He couldn't let on that she affected him so much. 'Relax, Irvine. Don't need to freak out just cuz she looks really hot...'
"Yeah, like I'm going to take fashion advice from you," she snorted.
"Burn..." Jeff started laughing. And Chris tried especially hard not to show his surprise. Nora caught him off guard with her snappy remark. What was this? First, the clothing, and now the additude. What was happening? He wasn't disappointed with the change, it was interesting to see her stand up for herself to him, but why now?
"Ohh... Miss Molly Holly is being mean..." Chris grinned trying to relex.
"Deal with it," she smiled sweetly and batted her eyelashes. The conversation picked up and the groups soon started talking about different moves, when Nora interupted the conversation.
"Chris? What is that..." she said staring at him carefully.
"What? What's what? What are you talking about?" Chris asked confused.
"That thing... there's something on your face..." Nora pointed to his chind.
Chris put his hand to where she was pointing and this got the other guys curious.
"What are you talking, Nor?" Jay asked looking closely.
"Oh, sorry, that's my fault! There's nothing there. I thought you had some dirt on your chin, but then I realized that you're trying to grow your gotee again,"she said dead seriously.
The guys snickered and Chris shook his head and groaned.
"Ha ha! That was real smart, Nor. Did you spend the night thinking about that?"
"Don't be bitter! Just because you look silly with that dirt on your chin doesn't mean you have to be so snippy," she winked playfully. Chris nearly blanked out. Nora winked at him for the first time and it was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. Before anyone could respond, Amy and Matt came back with the drinks.
"What's wrong with everyone?" Amy asked handing Chris his shot.
"Nora's being a biatch!" Adam grinned.
"To?" Matt asked sitting down beside Amy.
"Chris," Jeff answered taking a sip from his straw.
"Good girl," Amy smiled.
"I'm getting antsy. Jay, come dance with me," Nora stood up abruptly.
"Who am I do deny a lady her pleasure?" Jay wiggled his eyebrows and Chris sent him a menacing look.

"Seriously, Nor. Why the leather all of a sudden?" Jay asked when they got to the dance floor.
"I wanted to make that shmuck stand up and notice me," she answered.
"And you did an amazing job at that. Chris is dying back there."
"I know. I guess it's a kind of payback for all the times he's been a snot to me. I must say, I am enjoying it. But my insults aren't that great."
"Don't worry, you're doing a fine job at what you're doing. Believe me, Chris is back there slamming his head against the table."

As soon as Nora and Jay disappeared, Chris smacked his head against the table.
"Whoa, man! Watch it, you nearly made me spill my drink," Adam groaned.
"Amy, what's this all about?" Chris asked desperately.
"What's what all about?" Amy asked innocently.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! Why is Nora dressed like that... and acting like that?"
"Dressing and acting like what?"
"Different! I'm dying over here!"
"Have you ever tried being nice to her?"
"I am nice to her!"
"When you're around the rest of us, I mean. We all know you like her, so stop acting like such a macho ass," Amy rolled her eyes.
"I'm not a macho ass. Am I?"
"You are the king of macho asses, mi amigo!" Jeff answered.
"Yeah, we know how you feel about her, so you can stop pretending, Chris. You'll just make her mad," Matt told his friend.
"But...."
"But nothing. Stop being a shmuck, and start acting normal around her," Amy cut off her friend. "Now who wants to dance?"

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Jay returned to the table ten minutes later sans (without) Nora.
"Where's Nora?" Chris asked as his friend sat down.
"Dancing with some tall, dark, handsome guy. I'm telling you, that guys had sleeze written all over him..."
"Then why'd you let her dance with him?" Chris yelled. Since the music was loud, it didn't make a difference.
"Because when he asked to cut in, she said yes before I could say anything. I'm not her boyfriend, she can dance with anyone she wants. That guy, man... he reminded me of Rico Suave..."
"So she's dancing with some Latin Lover type guy?" Jeff asked.
"Yep, and last I saw, she was having a real nice time." Chris sat there fuming. She was doing this on purpose. She knew how he felt about her, and she was getting back at him for being such an ass. No, that wasn't it. He was just being an overprotective, and jealous guy. Everyone was right, he had no claim over her, and it was his own fault. But that still didn't mean that he would just sit around and let her dance with some guy.
"Here comes Matt. Where's Amy?" Adam asked as Matt approached the table not looking happy.
"Still dancing," he muttered scowling. Adam, Jay and Jeff burst out laughing and didn't stop for a good five minutes.
"What's so damn funny?" Matt asked still upset.
"Nora's doing the same thing," Chris answered when none of the three guys would stop laughing.
"Oh. I don't see anything funny about that."

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"So, you come here a lot?"
"Not really. I'm just here for a few days, and I thought I'd relax and have a night out on the town," Nora answered her dance partners question. They had been dancing for five minutes, and he hadn't shown any signs of losing interest. She didn't even know his name, but Nora still thought the man in front of her was one of the best looking men she had ever seen.
"Do you mind if I ask you your name?"
"I'm Nora. And who might you be?"
"I'm Enrique."
'How fitting,' Nora giggled to herself. She was surprised when he interupted her and Jay dancing, and even more suprised when he asked if he could cut in. Before Jay could answer, and before she could think, Nora said yes and smiled at Jay. He just grinned and walked away shaking his head muttering something about how he can't wait to tell everyone at the table. Nora continued dancing with Enrique for five minutes before she spotted a flash of blonde hair. Thinking it was Jay coming back for her, she saught him out. The moment couldn't have been any more of a cliche. When she found the blonde, Nora found that it wasn't Jay. It was Chris, staring at her from across the dance floor, with a hypnotic look in his blue eyes.
"Nora, what is it?" Enrique asked when she stopped dancing.
"Oh, sorry, my mind wandered... sorry about that!" she snapped back and looked at the tall man in front of her. Enrique shrugged it off and they continued dancing. A moment later Nora saw that same flash of blonde, but this time with another blonde head, much shorter than the other. She turned her in time to see Chris dancing with a drop dead grogeous woman.