"I think I could fall madly in bed with you."

Lucas was taking my shirt off while Nathan kissed my neck in my dream when I shot up in my bed. I guess I had fallen asleep, but now I was waking up in a pool of cold sweat. I grabbed a towel from the closet and undressed in my room. I threw the towel around me and went to find the bathroom to take a shower. The door was opened a crack, so I just walked in.

"Couldn't wait, could you?" Lucas said as he wiped a circle of fog off the mirror to see me walking in. He was standing in front of the bathroom mirror in nothing but a towel. The room was clouded with vapor from the hot water.

"I didn't know you were in here," I said walking backwards, practically tripping over my own feet.

"I'm used to being seen like this, baby, don't worry," he said as he walked out. We were standing with our faces a foot apart.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" It was summer, so the boys had all the time they wanted with their friends. Me, on the other hand, didn't have friends here. So I had just assumed I'd stay in reading for the last month and a half of summer and wait for school to start to socialize.

"Nothing," I mumbled, embarassed.

"That's too bad," he said beginning to walk away. "Wait, I have an idea, gorgeous," he said stopping in his tracks. "I'm a genuis!"

"And what's that, Cocky?" I liked the ring of that nickname.

"There's a beach party tonight, how 'bout I take you. Trust me, you want people to see you showing up to a party with me. Maybe I'll even play the whole 'we're-a-couple' card. It'll be an instant conversation starter, and girls always love a guy who's taken," he smiled his cocky smile.

"Really? You'll take me?" I said, sounding a little too desperate for my taste. "I mean, sure, I'll go," I corrected myself, trying to sound non-chalant.

"Be ready at 9, and try to look hot," he said putting his hand on my face. He began to walk away, but then turned around. "Oh, and California, I know you don't think we know how to party here, but you might want to prepare yourself for a suprise," he smiled and walked away.

"I got my eye on you, and when I get my eye on something, it's like search and destroy."

It was 8:52 according to my watch. I was in the bathroom mirror putting on my lipgloss and mascara when I saw Lucas walk in out of the corner of my eye.

He came up behind me and whispered in my ear. "You look sexy. Maybe we won't just go together, maybe I'll let you leave with me too."

I turned around so our faces were practically touching. I cupped my hands over my mouth to make a 'megaphone.' "Attention Lucas Cocky Scott," I said loudly. "You are living in a fantasy world if you think I am ever going to get with you! That is all." I smiled, grabbed my make up and walked out.

"We'll see if that's how you feel tonight!" he called after me. "Be ready in ten, California."

"Okay Cocky!" I called back from my doorway before walking in. I was wearing a red shirt with a ultra short dark jean skirt. I was re-checking myself in the mirror when Nathan appeared at my doorway.

"So, I take it you're going to the party too?" he eased into the room.

"Yeah, and I'll assume you'll be going as well?" I looked him over. He was wearing a pair of kahki shorts with a tight-ish green Lacoste polo.

"Yeah, you look hot," he said casually.

"Is everyone as forward about how you feel about a girl here, or is it just you and Cocky?"

"Our friends are like this," he smiled and raised his eyebrows flirtaciously. He was very good looking, but in a very different way than Lucas. Nathan had jet black hair and light eyes and he was more of the dark-handsome types. Lucas was more of a surfer-type with his blue eyes and messy blonde hair. "Find me at the party," Nathan said, interupting my thoughts. "I'm known to be a beach guy." He winked.

I didn't have a clue what that meant. A beach guy? I said bye to him and he walked out of the room.

A few minutes later, Lucas was calling my "name" from downstairs.

"California! Get your hot ass down here!"

I walked down to see him, looking fine as usual, wearing a black t-shirt with ripped Abercrombie-esque jeans.

"Wanna take the 'vette or the BMW?" he asked as we walked out the door. In front of the house was a dark red Corvette convertible and a white BMW convertible.

"The Corvette," I said.

"The 'vette it is then." We walked toward the car. Suprisingly, Lucas opened the door for me.

"Wow, who knew you had manners?" I teased. "How's Nathan getting there?"

"He's going to get beer with a few of the guys first. Why you so anxious? You want him and me?"

"Very funny." He got into the car. "Just drive."

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