Hey guys! I'm sorry I took forever to update, I just kind of lost inspiration, I guess. But I at least got on more chapter down! It's pretty short, but... Hope you guys enjoy!

By the time Anya and Holly J arrived, the party was in full-swing. They'd had to park quite a way down the street because it was so jam-packed, but luckily, it was a warm summer night so they didn't mind.

"Wow," Anya breathed as they walked into the Coyne's home. "They actually live here?"

Holly J looked around in awe as well, smiling faintly, "Yeah, I guess they do."

The girls both looked around for a familiar face and saw only richy-rich kids, before a voice rang behind them.

"Ladies," Declan crooned, making his way toward them.

"Hi, Declan!" Anya said, her voice peppy. Holly J looked at her friend in disbelief, recognizing that tone. Anya was swooning over Declan.

"How do you like our humble abode?" He asked, smiling.

"Oh, it's just beautiful. Truly lovely." Anya beamed. Declan glanced at her, smiling, before he looked to Holly J for an answer. She squirmed under his gaze before muttering, "Yeah. Lovely."

A change in tempo took the music from fast-paced to romantic and Declan suddenly appeared distracted. He turned around, scanning the room. "Fi!" He called to his sister, spotting her. "Can you come here a sec?"

She smiled, making her way over. "Yes, brother?" She inquired, smiling at Anya, and shooting Holly J a condescending glare.

"This is Holly J, as you already know, and her friend... Anya, is it?" He raised his eyebrows. Anya beamed, nodding eagerly. Fiona smiled. "Nice to meet you, Anya," She said. "Maybe you'll prove to be better than the company you keep, yes?" She smiled fakely, looking at Holly J. Holly J rolled her eyes.

Anya smiled, unsure of the exchange and just laughed nervously. Fiona and Anya then began talking about Fiona's very expensive designer dress.

While they were distracted, Declan reached for Holly J's hand and whisked her to the dance floor. She squeaked.

"Declan, what are you—"

"We're dancing." He said breezily, smiling at her.

"But, I—" She started again.

He stopped, bringing a finger to her lips. She froze, feelings flooding her in places she didn't know possible, just from that simple touch. "Shh," He leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "It's only a dance."

She nodded, unable to do much else. She felt as though she'd become putty. He grabbed her wrists gently, pulling them to his shoulders, and placed his hands on her waist. They moved together perfectly, staring into each others' eyes and after a few beats, he grinned. "See," He murmured. "Not as bad as you thought?"

Holly J's lips curved up on one side, and she shook her head. "Much nicer, actually."

Declan smiled, and then his face became serious as he leaned his face even closer to hers. Holly J hesitated, staying where she was. Should I let him kiss me? Her mind was racing, along with her heart.

"Holly J!" Anya called, her happy voice sounding strained. "I found you!" She said, coming up to the pair. "Come on, let's dance!" She grabbed Holly J and pulled her into the crowd, now that the music was again more fast-paced.

Holly J glanced back at Declan apologetically, helpless against Anya's tugging. He only stared back at her, his lips parted in shock. His mind whirled.

Finally Anya stopped and turned to face Holly J. "What was that?" Holly J demanded, putting her hands on her hips in irritation.

Anya just smiled innocently. "Just wanted my wing-woman at my side, of course!" She replied easily. Holly J gave her a look of disbelief, but shook it off. "Yeah, well... I'm going to go get some punch." Holly J said, walking quickly through the crowd to lose Anya.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that Anya wasn't behind her, and grabbed a cup of punch. Just as she pulled the glass to her lips, a high-pitched voice crooned directly into her ear. "Go for my brother, and I can promise to make your life a living Hell."

Holly J choked on her punch and whirled around in shock to see Fiona standing before her. She quickly regained composure and smirked. "Oh really? And what if your brother is the one going for me?" Holly J asked, her voice cocky.

Fiona grinned conspiratorially, obviously an underlying joke that only she was in on. "I can assure you, he isn't," She murmured.

"And just how would you know?"

Fiona smiled her snaky smile again before gesturing to the side of them. "Don't look now, but," Fiona began, leaning into Holly J and lowering her voice. "He goes after lots of girls. You're nothing special." Fiona finished, shrugging, evil smile still fixated on her lips.

Holly J finally tore her eyes away from Fiona's gaze and looked to where she gestured to see Declan in a secluded hallway, pressing some fake blonde against the wall as he had his way with her. A strangled sound made its way from her throat.

"That's what I thought," Fiona murmured, turning on her heel and whipping her lustrous hair over her shoulder.

Holly J shouldn't be hurt. She shouldn't. This boy, this boy that she barely even knew, had shown a little interest, sure, but really, that meant nothing. She shouldn't be the least bit upset.

But for some reason that she didn't quite want to admit, she was.