The next day after school, Kaitlyn, Skylar, my sister and I stood at the school gates, waiting for Skylar's ride to come and pick us up. The boys had wisely decided against coming to the mall with us. We stood talking about random things, until a sleek dark blue sedan stopped in front of us. Out of the car stepped a tall, red-haired boy. He was wearing black sunglasses, and from what I could see of his face, he was pretty good looking. He was dressed in a white muscle shirt, dark blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers. He was dressed so simply, so casually, yet he managed to look so completely badass. And fine as hell!

"Hey, Sky," he said, draping his arm over her shoulder.

"Hey, Drake," Skylar responded chirpily. She smiled up at him easily, adoration in her eyes. I felt the sharp sting of an unfamiliar feeling building up in the pits of my stomach.

"You ready?" Drake asked. Skylar nodded affirmation, still smiling at him.

Drake went to start the car, and Chantel asked, "Skylar? Is that your, um, boyfriend?"

"My boyfriend?!" Skylar repeated, shocked. "Oh, heavens, no! That's my brother. Ew!"

"Oh," I said, as the feeling left my stomach and I relaxed a bit.

"Guys? We don't have all day," Drake called from the driver's seat.

With that said, we all piled into the car, Skylar on the front passenger seat and Kaitlyn, Chantel and I in the backseats. I was seated directly behind Drake. As such, when he removed his shades to check his rearview mirror, his eyes met mine and held them. They were the most beautiful shade of green I had ever encountered. My heart tripped over its feet, and picked up again double time. Suddenly, I felt pretty hot. Everyone around seemed to melt away, leaving Drake and I in a world by ourselves. Then, suddenly, everything was back to normal again. Kaitlyn, Skylar and Chantel were back in the car, my body temperature returned to normal, my heart stopped trying to break the world record, and Drake drove the car.

Some time later, we were in the parking lot of the mall.

"So, we'll meet up at six," Drake said. "I have to meet someone."

"Sarah?" Skylar asked. "Tell her hi for me."

Sarah? Who's Sarah? His girlfriend? I wondered.

"No problem," Drake chuckled.

-According to the invitations, Bianca's party was going to be a formal one. I led my new friends to La Parrissiere, the most amazing store to go to when seeking formal wear. And best of all, it was pretty cheap.

"So, Golden Girl," Skylar drawled as we browsed through dress racks. "What do you think of my brother?"

"What about him?" I asked, eying a short, gold, sequined dress.

"Do you think he's hot?"

Third degree level burns hot, I thought. "He's ok," I voiced non-chalantly.

"Just ok," Kate scoffed. " Honey that boy is waaaaaaaaay more than just ok." I shrugged as she held up a cute green dress that really brought out the flecks of green in her hazel eyes. "How's this?"

"It's cute," Chantel complimented. "Try it on."

Almost an hour later, we had each settled on the perfect dresses for Bianca's party.