Chapter 5
Here I come!
Fang POV
It seemed like I'd been flying for ages and yet I still wasn't there.
I mean, honestly!
How far away is Vegas?
As I flew, thoughts of Max flooded my mind.
As long as she loved me as much as I loved her, that was all that mattered.
But, what if she cheats when I'm gone?
Will she still love me?
I really didn't know.
After at least 2 days, I had finally reached Las Vegas.
I landed on the street and leaned on a rail while I thought.
It was about 4:00 in the afternoon and surprisingly, it looked boring.
Well, I guess Vegas only shines at night.
I had until then to make a plan.
Where would I sleep?
What would I do?
How would I…
Someone bumped into me and interrupted my train of thought.
"Hey watch where you're go-" I began to say.
When I turned around, I saw a beautiful woman.
"I'm sorry."
Her voice was like a singing angel.
"No, it was my fault."
I spent a second staring at her.
She stuck out her hand.
"Oh, I'm Danielle."
"I'm…" I couldn't say my name was Fang.
Think of something…
I looked up and saw a cloud.
"I'm Cole."
"Cool. You live here, Cole?"
"Um, no."
"Oh, I do."
Her long straight red hair swayed in the wind.
"I'm here on vacation."
"Oh, that's nice. My Dad owns that restaurant over there."
She pointed to a bright red building with a neon flashing light up sign.
"Oh, so you've lived here all your life?"
"Um, pretty much. Unless you count college and all."
How old was she?
"College? Where do you go, Danielle?"
"Harvard. I'm majoring in Law."
"Whoa! Harvard? That's like… wow."
"Yeah, I know. Where do you go?"
How old did she think I was?
"I go to… um…"
What are the names of some colleges?
"I go to… NYU."
"Oh. That's also really good. Not Ivy league, but really good."
"I'm a freshman and I've worked my ass off to get in. How about you?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm also a freshman."
"Oh what do you major in?"
"Uh… art."
I was good at drawing…
"Oh, cool! You're an artist?"
"Yup."
Buzz…. Buzzzz…
"Oh. That's my phone. My mom's calling. Mind if I take this?"
I shook my head.
She picked up the phone and began to speak.
Wow… She is perfect… She is so pretty… Would Max really care?
Danielle hung up and looked at me.
"Hey, Cole."
"Yeah?"
"My mom called me. I'm going to lunch now. Wanna come?"
"Uh, sure."
"Awesome."
Wow. Even her smile was perfect.
We walked to this beach parking lot about a block away.
We got in her car and began to drive.
The whole time, I was staring at her.
She had these beautiful green eyes and tan skin.
Her flame red hair was so straight and perfect.
She had a great body.
She could be a supermodel for all I knew.
"We're here!"
We got out of the convertible and I stared in awe at the massive palace looking thing in front of us.
Who was she, Donald Trump?
"Oh my God."
She giggled.
"Yeah. This is my parents' place."
The door swung open and out walked this tall woman who looked about 30.
"Cole, this is my mom."
Mom?
"You two look like sisters!"
"I like this one, Danni!" He's a keeper!"
"She's just kidding around."
"No, Danielle. Seriously. He is so much better than the last 20!"
"Shut up!"
Last 20?
"Ok, ok, sorry Dan. Why don't you take Cole here out back for some lunch?"
"Kay."
As we sat at a table in the yard, I tried to bring up some small talk.
"Last twenty?"
"Yeah… I date a lot. It's just because I'm looking for Mr. Perfect. I mean I'm sure you know how it feels to date someone, but know that they're not the one."
"The one? As in Voldemort?"
"Who?"
"Never mind."
"Well, Cole. I've had so much pressure on me my entire life. I mean I was captain of my high school cheer squad, Home coming queen, most popular in my school, and Valedictorian."
"Crap! You're amazing, Danielle."
"You too, Cole."
And just like that, she began to lean forward and press her lips to mine.
I've kissed Max, and another girl before, but it was never like this.
This was like, an intense kiss. This girl brought French kissing to a whole new level.
As we broke for air, I stared into her eyes.
"You know Cole, I don't mean to be to intimidating, but I honestly think that you could be the one."
Holy crap!
"Danielle-"
I started to say something, but was interrupted when two waiters (yes waiters at her house) brought out our lunch.
They put down a tray of cheese looking things, a tray of pasta looking things, and a bottle of champagne.
"Is this real champagne, Danielle?"
"Well, it's not fake." She laughed. "You do drink, right?"
"Of course!"
Weren't we 18?
"Good. I'm sick of those goody two shoes losers who say you shouldn't drink until you're 21 or have sex until you're married. I mean I've done both before I was 16!"
WHAT?
"Uh…"
"Is that a little too much for you, Cole?"
"Um… not at all!"
She smiled.
"Do you want any food, Cole?"
I stared down at my empty plate.
"Yeah."
Now, what the heck was this stuff?
I put some of the pasta thing on my plate, and tried it.
It was actually amazing.
"Danielle, what is this?"
"Oh! It's my Dad's secret recipe. He puts warm angel hair pasta with tomatoes and mozzarella cheese in a special sauce or something."
"It's delicious."
"Yeah, and that other dish is brie cheese and caviar."
Wasn't caviar fish eggs?
I took some of that, too.
Let's just say I liked the first one a lot better.
When we finished eating, the waiters took our stuff away, and we went inside.
"Cole, do you wanna go swimming?"
"Where?"
"There's an indoor pool in my basement."
"Sick!"
"I don't have a swimsuit with me…"
Don't say skinny dipping! PLEASE NO!
"You can borrow one of my older brother's bathing suits."
"Ok."
Thank God.
I sat in the heated indoor pool and waited for Danielle to come downstairs.
Why did girls take so long to change?
The door swung open and out walked Danielle.
Oh my Freaking….
She looked like a freaking model!
I was only there for 2 hours and I was loving Vegas already!