EELLLLOOOOOOO =]
So yeah, if there are any people nice enough to keep reading this after god knows how long , here's another chapter =)
Well..... I guess I don't really have an excuse.... Lol..... But in my defence, Christmas is a VERYY busy time.... right? .
Right now I'm completely hyper, cuz I finished the twilight series a while ago.... and although none of my family and friends
seem to care *glowers at x-Starlit Dreams-x* I HAVE THE SAME B-DAY AS BELLAAAAAAAAAAA=DD
Umm... Oh, the title for the last chapter, was actually meant to be like that, cuz 'Wee?' would have looked even weirder....
Some, *Glowers again at x-Starlit Dreams-x* seem to have think i got a little carried away..... Lol
Oo and D&M, for those who are unsure, means deep and meaningful=)
Lol, Anywaysz, enough of my chitchat..... RR....=3
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"Andrea West! Get the goddamn door!" Sarah screamed out.
This was shortly followed by a loud clanging sound, Charlie crying, and the brunette's guardian
swearing.
Groaning, Andie shifted herself off the bed, and slumped down the stairs.
The knocking sounded again.
"AANDIEE!!"
"I'm going for gods sakes! Relax will you!" Andie yelled back, and opened the door for the poor,
misfortune soul who would have to deal with her in her sleep deprived form.
"You better have a damned good reason for coming over at this time of—," she stopped.
"Chase?"
He grinned, "8:30 right? Yeah, I know I'm a bit late, sorry about that—But you wouldn't believe
the traffic! In fact, we better get going right n--"
"--What the hell are you doing here?" she mumbled, a yawn escaping her lips.
His grin widened, making him look both retarded and adorable at the same time, "Picking you
up for the party."
Andie shook her head, "No I'm not even going...."
Chase tilted his head to one side.
"I never said I would go..... And I never gave you my address...."
He stared in mock surprisement, "Yeah you did! Remember, we were in the yard, and that big
guy came over and invited m-You? And then you told me where you lived, and told me to pick
you up at 8:30—"
Andie shook her head slowly.
"Really?" he stared, faking sadness, "Well I can't go now, I told them I'd bring you..." he shoved
his hands in his pockets, "I guess I'll just go home then..."
She blinked, "No... I'll come if I said I would... I guess..."
Chase highly doubted she was alert to the conversation.
Nonetheless, he arranged his face to transform into a toothy smile, as she stepped out, and
closed the door behind herself.
He glanced down at her clothes, "What? You're going in that?"
"What the hell's wrong with what I wear?" Andie, still half asleep, was getting quite annoyed
with Chase and his idle conversations.
"I just didn't think pink was your colour...."
Andie groaned. "Chase, you idiot, I'm not wearing pink. Like I even own anything that colour..."
She trailed off, finally noticing her clothing.
She blushed, and looked back up, suddenly alert.
"Tha-That's Sarah's, you know, my P.J's were in the wash, so she lent me one of hers.... Like I
would ever willingly wear something that was pink! Right?!—"
"Oh yeah, yeah, and I guess Andie is also her boyfriend's name?" he asked innocently, pointing
out the baby blue writing that in-scripted her name all over the material.
She turned even deeper red, and quickly ran back inside to change; not noticing the little victory
dance Chase was performing outside.
That had been way too easy.
He'd thought it'd take a bit more to convince her.
She grabbed a pair of cargo pants, her favourite red midriff, and headed out, pulling her hair up
in a high pony.
"Where're you going?" Sarah cornered her at the bottom of the stairs, pronouncing the word as
if it were venom.
It wasn't hard to guess that she was in a crabby mood.
"Party." She tried to duck under her arm's, but Sarah lowered them, blocking off the small gap.
"Where?"
Andie rubbed her eyes in irritation.
It was never good to get her pissed when she was sleepy.
"Go ask him." She pointed outside, to the back of Chase's blonde head.
Before any more questions were fired, the teenager pushed past her, walking out into the warm
mid-summers night.
Chase grinned, shaking his head in amusement.
The teenager poked her tongue at him, "Are we going or what?"
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Andie stared at the house, as Chase pulled up into the already packed street.
Just sitting in the car, she could hear the loud music playing, which was sure to cause problems
as the night grew on, the steady hum of people talking loudly, trying to get their voice across the
beats.
All though this was how she'd lived her nights for over a year, she felt claustrophobia churning
up in the pit of her stomach.
She had no idea what the kids at MSA were like...
With Tuck and the other's she'd always known what to expect.
Even on her first night to the Dragon, she'd felt comfortable, like she fit in, but this was different.
Her thoughts were cut off by the sound of Chase chuckling at her.
"Andie relax. You look like you're about to shit yourself."
Andie ignored him, still staring at the brightly lit house.
"It's just a party..." he teased.
"Chase," She began tightly, not bothering to turn and face him.
"Yupp?"
"Shut the hell up."
She could almost hear him grinning at her.
This guy was really getting on her nerves.
So much for perfect.
She undid her seat belt, and her hand rested on the door handle.
Just go inside. You could always demand Chase to take you home if it gets boring....
"I'm not going in there." She stated.
Chase sighed, and opened her door for her, forcefully dragging her outside.
Gripping her shoulders firmly, he wheeled her up the driveway, and onto the porch of the
unlucky house.
"You don't really look like the type who's afraid of parties." He raised an eyebrow at her.
Andie shot him a withering look, and opened the door, stepping inside the pale blue halls.
Instantly, she was greeted by a blast of music, pulsating off the walls.
A small ray of hope glimmered, as she recognised the tunes playing.
Already, the house was jam packed with people, milling around in small groups, some talking
amongst themselves, other's in secluded corners.
Chase noticed Andie's shoulder's visibly relax.
"See...." he whispered, coming up from behind her, "I told you we were all normal."
Andie shivered as his breath tickled her ears.
Gay. Stop thinking about him like that!
Andie shook her head, "I don't know anyone here!"
Chase smiled at her angelically, "You know me!"
"That sure helps." She muttered sarcastically.
Chase ignored her tone, "Yeah, you see it does, 'cause now, you can hang with—"
He froze.
Andie followed his eyes, and she could see why.
The girl from before--Sophie, was standing a few metres away from them, staring at Chase and
Andie with what seemed to be an immensely pained expression.
"Soph.... Look, I'm really sorry about the whole—thing...that happened—"
She was still standing there, with a deer caught in the headlights expression.
Andie felt a wave of sympathy wash down over her.
Sophie managed to get the blood back to her feet, and she sprinted out the door they had just
entered.
Chase closed his eyes and sighed.
He turned to her, "Look's like you know two people here."
Andie shook her head, and smiled at Chase's lousy attempts to blank out what had just
happened.
A short silence wafted through, them.
"You know," Chase muttered, trying to fight the stillness, "I really need a drink..."
Andie smiled happily, as she realised he'd forgotten about their 20Q.
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An hour and about 6 cups of 'Punch' later, Chase and Andie were sitting in the middle of the
hallway, engrossed in a conversation that they both would regret later.
"Caann I ask a quesshhtion?" Andie slurred, she glanced up at Chase, "Are you reaaallly gay?"
"Are you reaaallly straight?" he asked back.
"I dunno... I fink sho..." she wrinkled up her forehead.
"Well then shame for me."
"Oh."
"Whyy?" Chase grinned at her, "Do you have a crush on me or sumfin?"
Andie laughed, "Yeah....sorta...."
Chase tilted his head to one side, and then shrugged to himself.
The next thing Andie felt were his strong hands on either side of her face, his warm lips to hers.
She pulled back, "Wotcha doin now?"
Chase shrugged again, "I dunno...... Am I a bad kisser?"
He looked saddened by the thought.
Andie shook her head, "No....You're good..." saying so, she leaned back in, closing the gap
between them.
Chase's arm wound itself around her waist, pulling her closer towards him.
She broke it off again, grabbing his hand in hers.
"I've got a much better idea...." she whispered in his ear, as she pulled him into an empty room.
She grinned, closing the door behind them, as the two locked lips again.
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