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Chapter 7

Chuckie came home around five-thirty and showered for Marina's party. After his shower, he spent a long time trying to decide what to wear. Eventually, Chuckie chose to wear a black t-shirt and jeans along with his black converse Chuck Taylor shoes. Chuckie had even put in his contacts. Then, he went downstairs to eat.

Kimi saw her brother go downstairs and followed him. She was intent on discussing the whole issue on her suspicions of Marina. She descended the stairs to see Chuckie fixing macaroni and cheese, his favorite thing to eat after he got off work. He glanced up and gave her a smile. "Want some mac-n-cheese?" Chuckie asked her.

Kimi shook her head. "No, thanks."

Chuckie knew something was bothering her; and by the way she was standing, it was something he had done. He remembered that Kimi saw him kissing Marina the night before, and he let out a sigh. "You want to talk, don't you?" Chuckie asked leaning against the counter.

"Yea, I do want to talk."

"About Marina, right?"

Kimi nodded. "Yes, why were you doing that?"

"You wouldn't understand, Kimi. You don't know how I feel about her."

Kimi let out a fake laugh. "Please, I know plenty about what you see in her. She's pretty and everything you never have been in school. She's ignored you since we've known her, so it doesn't make any sense that she wants to be with you now."

Chuckie sighed. "Kimi, you don't know her. I've talked with her, and she's really sweet and kind."

"It's got to be an act, Chuckie. I've watched the shit her friends do to the other students. They aren't a nice crowd."

"That doesn't mean a thing, Kimi. We're different from our friends in many ways."

Kimi shook her head. "No we aren't, Chuckie. We've known each other too long to be that different."

"We like different things, Kimi. Tommy likes motorcycles, Lil likes new fashions, you like standing out, Phil likes playing the guitar, Dil likes who-knows-what, but I like being myself."

"Chuckie, I don't want you to get hurt." Kimi explained.

"I've never dated anyone, Kimi. Just let me do this." Chuckie replied as he walked over and took the macaroni off of the burner. He added the powdered cheese and stirred it all together until it was unified.

Chuckie left his house at seven-thirty and found his way to Marina's house. He hadn't needed to make up an excuse to leave the house because his parents were out for a nice evening together. Chuckie was glad that he didn't have to lie to them because that would have made him feel uncomfortable.

Marina's house was huge; there were three stories along with a considerable amount of width to the building. He was in awe of her house as he pulled his truck up into the parking area by the front of the house. There was a whole yard full of vehicles parked near the house, but most were not near the parking area. Chuckie didn't get what the point of parking all the way on the driveway and yard was, but he didn't understand the psyche of most people. 'More than likely, they are parking over there to be destructive,' he thought.

Chuckie entered Marina's house and found it was wall-to-wall people, mostly the cool kids from school. Chuckie had never seen an instant where the "Preps" and the "Punks" or the "Goths" ever got along, but there they all were mingling together.

"There's something you don't see everyday." Chuckie said to himself.

The music was as loud as a dance club, and Chuckie wondered how there were so many people conversing. After pushing his way out of the doorway, Chuckie ended up by the staircase. He stood still and took a deep breath; all those people made him nervous. "Chuckie," he heard his name called from behind him. Chuckie turned to see Marina, dressed in a V-neck black shirt with light blue Pokka dots on it and a made-on sweater was tied around the shoulders and chest. Marina ran down the stairs and hugged Chuckie, nearly making him topple over.

"You came," she stated. "I really didn't know if you would seeing that you didn't seem too keen on it."

"I'd go anywhere for you," he told her.

Marina grinned at his savvy comment. "Come on, let's go get a soda."

Marina drug Chuckie through the crowd of people. Chuckie didn't know when or if he'd ever seen that many people making out or feeling each other up before. He didn't even remember seeing those people able to stand each other at schooll but seeing as there was alcohol everywhere, they found each other tolerable enough to get a free pass.

Marina unlocked the refrigerator, she kept the drawers, cabinets, and appliances locked to keep people from getting into them. She opened the refrigerator and pulled out two Coca-colas. She handed one to Chuckie, and he took it while smiling at her. She shut the refrigerator and locked it back up.

Both popped the tabs of the sodas and took long gulp of the cold, acidy liquid. Marina gestured for Chuckie to follow her to a door in the back of the kitchen. "Come on, this way is the assistant's way to get through the house. There'll be no one back her to crowd our way."

Chuckie followed, and Marina led her up a flight of stairs and down a corridor. The house was cheerfully painted white and decorated with expensive taste. "You're house is amazing," he told Marina.

"Yea, I am lucky sometimes to have rich parents. But, it becomes a nuisance when friends beg to come over just to check out the house instead of spend time with me. Or, they beg for me to give them a loan. I used to hand out money to my friends until I realized that it didn't make them better friends to me."

"Every life has it's pros and cons." Chuckie informed.

Marina stopped and stared at him with soft eyes. "See, that is why I should have met you sooner. You have a perspective on life that no one I've ever known has."

Chuckie blushed. "I just have spent my whole life in books, that's all."

"Well, maybe we all could learn from that." Marina replied pulling her large key ring out of her pocket and picked one key out off of it.

She unlocked a white door, and opened it. "Come on in her," she told him as she stood in the doorway.

Chuckie entered the room and marveled at the home theatre entertainment center. There was a big screen television, seats made like an actual theatre, and two pairs of large speakers set up on the floor. The room was bright white and blood red; the walls were white and the seats and plush carpet were red. "This room is amazing! Do you spend time in here?" Chuckie asked.

Marina locked the door back to keep curious people from nosing in the rooms with expensive furnishings. "Once in a while, but I have a TV in my room. So I don't use this room often, but I've always loved it." Marina walked over to the television equipment and started to turn it on. "Want to watch a movie," she asked.

Chuckie watched Marina stroll over to the TV, and he admired her dark, dark brown hair as it bounced against her neck and the how the light made the dots on Marina's shirt sparkle. He followed her over to the TV and pulled her over to him.

Marina looked up at him with a tad of surprise in her expression, but Chuckie leaned down and kissed her mouth hard before she had a chance to speak. She opened her mouth and welcomed his deep kisses as she wrapped her arms around Chuckie's neck. Her heartbeat sped up as he explored her mouth and she his.

Chuckie had only felt as good as he was feeling that moment the night before when he'd made-out with Marina. He didn't care if Marina was using him, he was sure she wasn't, like Kimi had said because he just loved kissing Marina. There was a strong sensation that ran down his spine and throughout his entire body when he had her in his arms with his mouth against hers.

Marina slid her hands down to Chuckie's hips and slowly slipped her hands underneath his t-shirt. He bit down on her lip in response, but it didn't hurt. In fact, it just made the ecstasy worse, and Marina began pulling Chuckie's shirt off.

Chuckie pulled out of his kiss with Marina and stared at her, bewildered for a moment. The situation was very new to him, but it felt too good to persuade him that it was wrong. So, Chuckie aided Marina in getting his shirt off. Chuckie didn't have well-toned muscles, but he wasn't scrawny either.

Marina slipped her top, with the thin sweater, off and stood in front of Chuckie with her red and black striped silky bra on. She walked up to Chuckie and kissed him hard, making sure to run her hands slowly down his back then moving over his hip bones where she latched her fingers around his front belt loops.

Chuckie felt his heart skip a beat as Marina's grip tightened on his belt loops, and he held her closer to his body. Marina pulled him down with her until they were on their knees, still holding onto their kiss. She pushed him down onto the unbelievably soft carpet and laid flat against his body. Marina pulled away from the kiss and stared down into Chuckie's brown eyes. "Do you want this," she asked breathlessly.

Chuckie didn't even have to think over it; he just answered Marina, "Yes," and rolled her down against the soft carpet.

A/N: If I have told Chuckie's eye color before and changed it in this chapter, let me know and I'll fix it. Thanks, and I hope this chapter wasn't too risqué.