Chapter 5
In a dark corner Phoebe sat along, beating herself up for even thinking Cole was interested in her. In a moment, her deep thoughts were abruptly disturbed by a drunken boy falling on her. She pushed him off irritatingly. It was the third time that that happened. She had just about enough of the party; it wasn't as how she'd imaged. No one talked to her, she was again invisible. No matter where she went, she always went unnoticed. Fed up with the party, she got up and went to look for a phone in a more quiet place.
She saw a staircase and rushed up to find the first room with a phone. She could've guessed it was Cole's room, with all the hard rock posters and picture of girls in bikinis, but there were three other rooms that were pretty much the same. She spotted a black hand-phone on the bed. Hesitant to pick up the phone, she turned to close the door behind her to shut out the noise.
Walking to the bed, she plopped herself down, picked up the phone and dialed her mother's cell phone number. She sat and let it ring for 30 seconds and hung up. Throwing the phone back on the bed, Phoebe propped on her feet and walked to the window; she could see everyone was having a blast. Searching her eyes all about Phoebe spotted Jade carrying away her conversation with Jason. Smiling to herself, Phoebe thought to herself, she was happy for Jade; it was rarely ever easy for Jade to find the time between school and helping her disabled mother to meet guys…especially decent ones.
Drawing in a deep breath she let out a long sign as the hinges on the door squeaked, but Phoebe was simply too distracted in her own set of mind.
This was far more entertaining watching people mingling Phoebe thought, though she wished she was one of the people, but she wasn't just set out for this kind of environment. Looking around for Cole, she frowned when she couldn't spot him. Hmm, she thought. Well, his girl friends are still hanging by the pool. Where in the world could he be? Maybe he needed to use the restroom? She questioned and answered herself.
"Who's there?" Come a rough voice behind her.
Swirling around, she was surprised to see a dirty blonde wavy haired boy standing by the door.
"Oh, I'm sorry--" Phoebe began.
"Are you gonna join or are you going to watch?" The boy asked.
"Excuse me?" Phoebe was baffled by his question, until a small girl about her height pushed the door opened and grabbed the boy's hand.
"Uh," was pretty much all Phoebe could say before she pushed past the boy and ran down the hall running into Cole, who was walking straight her way.
"Hey, slow down!" He grabbed hold of her.
She could feel the tight grip he had on her. She couldn't help but feel a little turned on. She clenched her teeth together then pursed her lips. Her mind was going at a hundred velocities. This was the closest she had ever gotten to him; she could smell his cologne: light and toxic.
She stared into his eyes for a few seconds before uttering a couple of words.
"I'm sorry." Phoebe breathed.
"What are you doing up here?" Asked Cole, looking at her curiously.
"Uh, I just needed to use the phone." Phoebe stammered.
"Are you not having fun?" Cole queried, adding a disappointed face.
"Just not my kind of crowd, you know?" Phoebe answered truthfully.
The light in the hallway was dimmed and she could barely make out Cole's face, however she could sense the tone in his voice.
"Well then, loosen up a bit." Cole advised.
Phoebe batted her lashes and looked down for a moment, and looked up at him.
"Are you saying I'm too uptight." Phoebe took offense to his words.
"I'm just saying enjoy the moment." Cole said as his eyes brightened. "Seize the moment, make it yours."
"And how do I do that?" Phoebe questioned.
"Stop holding yourself back: do what excites you." Cole suggested.
"Hmm." Phoebe thought, "Seize the moment."
She stuck out her bottom lip and gave Cole a crooked smile.
"You know, you're quite pretty when you smile." Cole flattered her.
"Um…" Phoebe breathed, ignoring his comment. "Is there another phone I can use?"
"What's wrong with the one you used before?"
"Uh, the room is occupied." Phoebe answered.
Cole smiled knowing exactly what she meant.
"Right this way," Cole led her down the hallway, "Gotta make a phone call to your boyfriend?"
"No!" Phoebe answered, rather quickly.
"Hmm," Cole thought out loud, " I wonder why?"
"What does that suppose to mean?" Phoebe faced Cole with an angry expression.
"I'm teasing," Cole backed off, "relax."
Phoebe inhaled and exhaled as she clenched her teeth together. She was getting agitated with Cole telling her to "relax".
Cole could tell she was irritated; she looked so adorable and helpless, Cole thought. He could tell she was trying to relax, but couldn't. There was like this voice behind her mind kept telling her to beware. Though, her outfit shouted a whole different thing. Knowing she was trying to put herself out there, he had a few ideas in mind to loosen her up.
"Haven't I told you that you're cute when you're angry?" Cole joked, flashing Phoebe a 1000-watt smile.
Phoebe blushed and bit the corner bottom of her lip. She dropped her head a bit and smiled.
Cole's smile grew wider—knowing he had embarrassed her—he lifted up her face, moved in and captured her lips.
She felt his lips press more intensely on hers. She couldn't move; it was like she was paralyzed. She had absolutely no expectation of anything more than the exchange of a few words. And on top of all that, she had never even had a real kiss.
She felt his hand rub across cross her stomach and travel to her waist. Suddenly, she felt heavy…her breath was becoming shallow…her hands wanted to push Cole again away, but they ended up gripping at his waist as he was crushing her against the wall.
Keeping up with Cole, Phoebe opened her mouth, letting Cole get a little bit more personal. She could tell Cole was trying to help her relax, by his hand capturing the nook of her neck and gently massaging it as things starting to heat up.
"Cole," Phoebe breathed his name as she pushed him away.
Resisting backing off, he moved to her neck making her feel more impotent than ever. He arched her back into him, making her feel his yearning for her.
The tenseness was starting to wear off as Phoebe began to enjoy the moment; she herself was beginning to feel the spark of electricity coursing through her body…it's nice…she thought. It was different…she was starting to feel what Cole was feeling; her hormones were sky rocketing and her mind wasn't in control anymore—it was her hormones. She felt a great strength of desire as she took hold of Cole's shirt and pulled him tighter and draped her arms around his neck. Pulling herself up to him, Cole grabbed her butt and pushed her up to him.
They quickly made a get away to his room, and Cole flopped her on the bed and climbed on top of her.
Things were starting to get a little fast, and Cole and Phoebe were in way over their heads. Cole didn't intend for things to go any further than just the kiss to help relax her, and assure her that it wasn't so much that she couldn't loosen up, but that she just had to put her mind to it.
The night was going by slowly…it seemed like eternity since they both were in Cole's room, until someone has alarmed disturbed the both of them…
In a dark corner Phoebe sat along, beating herself up for even thinking Cole was interested in her. In a moment, her deep thoughts were abruptly disturbed by a drunken boy falling on her. She pushed him off irritatingly. It was the third time that that happened. She had just about enough of the party; it wasn't as how she'd imaged. No one talked to her, she was again invisible. No matter where she went, she always went unnoticed. Fed up with the party, she got up and went to look for a phone in a more quiet place.
She saw a staircase and rushed up to find the first room with a phone. She could've guessed it was Cole's room, with all the hard rock posters and picture of girls in bikinis, but there were three other rooms that were pretty much the same. She spotted a black hand-phone on the bed. Hesitant to pick up the phone, she turned to close the door behind her to shut out the noise.
Walking to the bed, she plopped herself down, picked up the phone and dialed her mother's cell phone number. She sat and let it ring for 30 seconds and hung up. Throwing the phone back on the bed, Phoebe propped on her feet and walked to the window; she could see everyone was having a blast. Searching her eyes all about Phoebe spotted Jade carrying away her conversation with Jason. Smiling to herself, Phoebe thought to herself, she was happy for Jade; it was rarely ever easy for Jade to find the time between school and helping her disabled mother to meet guys…especially decent ones.
Drawing in a deep breath she let out a long sign as the hinges on the door squeaked, but Phoebe was simply too distracted in her own set of mind.
This was far more entertaining watching people mingling Phoebe thought, though she wished she was one of the people, but she wasn't just set out for this kind of environment. Looking around for Cole, she frowned when she couldn't spot him. Hmm, she thought. Well, his girl friends are still hanging by the pool. Where in the world could he be? Maybe he needed to use the restroom? She questioned and answered herself.
"Who's there?" Come a rough voice behind her.
Swirling around, she was surprised to see a dirty blonde wavy haired boy standing by the door.
"Oh, I'm sorry--" Phoebe began.
"Are you gonna join or are you going to watch?" The boy asked.
"Excuse me?" Phoebe was baffled by his question, until a small girl about her height pushed the door opened and grabbed the boy's hand.
"Uh," was pretty much all Phoebe could say before she pushed past the boy and ran down the hall running into Cole, who was walking straight her way.
"Hey, slow down!" He grabbed hold of her.
She could feel the tight grip he had on her. She couldn't help but feel a little turned on. She clenched her teeth together then pursed her lips. Her mind was going at a hundred velocities. This was the closest she had ever gotten to him; she could smell his cologne: light and toxic.
She stared into his eyes for a few seconds before uttering a couple of words.
"I'm sorry." Phoebe breathed.
"What are you doing up here?" Asked Cole, looking at her curiously.
"Uh, I just needed to use the phone." Phoebe stammered.
"Are you not having fun?" Cole queried, adding a disappointed face.
"Just not my kind of crowd, you know?" Phoebe answered truthfully.
The light in the hallway was dimmed and she could barely make out Cole's face, however she could sense the tone in his voice.
"Well then, loosen up a bit." Cole advised.
Phoebe batted her lashes and looked down for a moment, and looked up at him.
"Are you saying I'm too uptight." Phoebe took offense to his words.
"I'm just saying enjoy the moment." Cole said as his eyes brightened. "Seize the moment, make it yours."
"And how do I do that?" Phoebe questioned.
"Stop holding yourself back: do what excites you." Cole suggested.
"Hmm." Phoebe thought, "Seize the moment."
She stuck out her bottom lip and gave Cole a crooked smile.
"You know, you're quite pretty when you smile." Cole flattered her.
"Um…" Phoebe breathed, ignoring his comment. "Is there another phone I can use?"
"What's wrong with the one you used before?"
"Uh, the room is occupied." Phoebe answered.
Cole smiled knowing exactly what she meant.
"Right this way," Cole led her down the hallway, "Gotta make a phone call to your boyfriend?"
"No!" Phoebe answered, rather quickly.
"Hmm," Cole thought out loud, " I wonder why?"
"What does that suppose to mean?" Phoebe faced Cole with an angry expression.
"I'm teasing," Cole backed off, "relax."
Phoebe inhaled and exhaled as she clenched her teeth together. She was getting agitated with Cole telling her to "relax".
Cole could tell she was irritated; she looked so adorable and helpless, Cole thought. He could tell she was trying to relax, but couldn't. There was like this voice behind her mind kept telling her to beware. Though, her outfit shouted a whole different thing. Knowing she was trying to put herself out there, he had a few ideas in mind to loosen her up.
"Haven't I told you that you're cute when you're angry?" Cole joked, flashing Phoebe a 1000-watt smile.
Phoebe blushed and bit the corner bottom of her lip. She dropped her head a bit and smiled.
Cole's smile grew wider—knowing he had embarrassed her—he lifted up her face, moved in and captured her lips.
She felt his lips press more intensely on hers. She couldn't move; it was like she was paralyzed. She had absolutely no expectation of anything more than the exchange of a few words. And on top of all that, she had never even had a real kiss.
She felt his hand rub across cross her stomach and travel to her waist. Suddenly, she felt heavy…her breath was becoming shallow…her hands wanted to push Cole again away, but they ended up gripping at his waist as he was crushing her against the wall.
Keeping up with Cole, Phoebe opened her mouth, letting Cole get a little bit more personal. She could tell Cole was trying to help her relax, by his hand capturing the nook of her neck and gently massaging it as things starting to heat up.
"Cole," Phoebe breathed his name as she pushed him away.
Resisting backing off, he moved to her neck making her feel more impotent than ever. He arched her back into him, making her feel his yearning for her.
The tenseness was starting to wear off as Phoebe began to enjoy the moment; she herself was beginning to feel the spark of electricity coursing through her body…it's nice…she thought. It was different…she was starting to feel what Cole was feeling; her hormones were sky rocketing and her mind wasn't in control anymore—it was her hormones. She felt a great strength of desire as she took hold of Cole's shirt and pulled him tighter and draped her arms around his neck. Pulling herself up to him, Cole grabbed her butt and pushed her up to him.
They quickly made a get away to his room, and Cole flopped her on the bed and climbed on top of her.
Things were starting to get a little fast, and Cole and Phoebe were in way over their heads. Cole didn't intend for things to go any further than just the kiss to help relax her, and assure her that it wasn't so much that she couldn't loosen up, but that she just had to put her mind to it.
The night was going by slowly…it seemed like eternity since they both were in Cole's room, until someone has alarmed disturbed the both of them…