Okay, here's chapter two!

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CHAPTER 2: Monday Night/Tuesday

"So, what now?" Anna asks me as I sit back down beside her, sipping my Coke.

"Hey! Anna! Krats! Party's outside!" Lloyd, my little brother and Colette's boyfriend, calls in to us as he goes crashing through the house to inform everyone. I glare at his back at the use of my nickname.

Anna is laughing hysterically, then contains herself. "Sorry."

I turn to her. "I suppose I'll accept your apology. Shall we go dance?"

She smiles at me with her red lips, a smile that spreads warmth to her whole face and lights up her liquid chocolate brown eyes. "Alright, but you better watch out. I'm a lean, mean, dancing machine."

I help her up and assure her, "Then you'll make up for me. I can't dance at all."

Walking outside, she smirks. "The ones who claim they can't dance are usually the best dancers. C'mon, let's dance."

Anna starts to sway her body to the music's fast, techno beat, grinning up at me with her teasing smile. A bonfire rages around us, chasing away the frigid air of a cold December night. Anna's long brown hair has been set afire in shades of golds and reds, I notice as I join her in dancing. She stands at an average height for girls, but she only comes up to about my chin. Her body is lean and curvy, almost muscular. With a small smirk to myself, I admit I think she's pretty.

Anna notices the smirk and dances closer to me. Her form is suggestive now, showing off all of her curves. Looking at each other, both of our expressions are slightly husky. We dance closer and closer together, crushed by the crowd.

Suddenly, the music changes and becomes a slow, romantic song. I give her a smile as we remain close together. "May I have this dance?"

She smiles back. "Of course."

I place my arms around her waist and she loosely drapes her hands around my neck. In our close proximity, we examine the other's face for a few moments before she rests her head on my chest. I drop my head slightly to rest on top of her. As we sway to the beat, I cannot help but marvel at how her body fits perfectly with my own.

When the song ends and changes to a hip-hop song, we continue to dance for a few more songs. Then, Anna turns to me, barraging me with those liquid brown eyes, and opens her red lips.

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I find myself awake. That's quites strange. I've never had a dream two nights in a row about the same girl. I've never even met her before. This is not normal behavoir for me. Usually, I'm too busy or serious to be noticed and approached by girls. Not that they don't. I'm actually pretty good-looking, according to all of my female friends.

With a tremendous yawn and a stretch that accompanies it, I glance at my clock. It's 7:30 in the morning. Just in time to take Lloyd to school. After Lloyd's dropped off, I can go back to sleep for another two hours before I have to wake up and get ready for my classes at the local community college. I also remember that it's Colette's birthday and I'm supposed to go with Lloyd to her celebratory dinner at Olive Garden tonight.

Throwing off the covers, I scrounge around for a shirt to wear with my sweatpants. I would rather not get held up by a female cop again for no reason.

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At 6:00 that evening, I drive over to Colette's house to pick her up. Lloyd will not shut up about if it's too early to be giving her a promise ring or not.

"Lloyd," I snap, "the two of you have been together for 3 years and you're almost out of high school. You're just telling her that you will marry her in the future. Not right now. So just give it to her already."

Lloyd shuts up as I come to a stop. Since Colette lives down a small side road, I allow the red Stratus to turn out of the street before I turn into it. The driver is obviously female and is wearing some of those large sunglasses. As she turns, she gives me a grin and is down the road. I frown. That grin was familiar.

I shake my head and turn onto the road.

"You're right, Kratos. I'm overthinking things again." Lloyd sighs, putting the velvet box back into his pocket.

"Since when did you start overthinking things?" I tease him, knowing he's actually quite smart.

Lloyd punches me in the arm to shut me up.

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How's that one? I know these chapters are short, but this story isn't a very long one. Bear with me!

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