"You have to do me a favor though, don't tell Cato?" she laughed.
"I promise," Neal laughed taking a drink.

She leaned up against him and began kissing his neck.
He quickly switched their places, so that her back was against the wall and his arms trapped her there.
She worked her way up towards his lips, but he got impatient and crashed his lips onto hers anyway.

She didn't fight it, her lips began bleeding a couple of seconds later.
They paused so Clove could take off her combat boots.
She shoved them on the side, threw her arms around Neal and jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his back and her chest to his.

He shoved her against the wall so that she had more support.
After minutes of aggressive kissing, Neal tore off Clove's top, and Clove did the same to his shirt.
Neal put her down on the ground so she could undo her jeans.
Clove didn't know much about the guy, but then again, she didn't know much of anyone outside her little group.
Clove jumped back onto him in a second.

"Clove," Neal breathed as he pulled away for a second.
She looked at him confused.
"Wanna take a walk on the wild side?" He smirked.
Clove had no idea where he was going with this, but she was in.
Neal picked up their pile of clothes and ran shirtless in his jeans.

Clove without thinking twice, ran after him.
She followed him until she finally reached a football field.
"What are we doing here, Neal?" she asked.
The lights were off, but there was enough light coming from the rest of the buildings for Clove to see his face, mischief.
Neal grabbed Cloves face and sucked at it aggressively as he pulled them towards the center of the field.

Neal pushed Clove onto the wet, freshly mowed grass as he climbed on top of her.
The water on the grass tickled Cloves back as the two fully undressed and did the deed on the football field.
Fun as it may be, both of them passed out drunk right there without even fully dressing.

Dawn broke not long after, and Clove's eyes fluttered open when the sun beamed right above her.
Her head hurt, her body was cold and her hair was wet.
She sat up before realizing where she was and who she was with, or wasn't with.
It hurt, she had to admit. One night stands were her thing, but she had never been on the receiving end before.
Her olive skin sparkled in the light of the dawn and her wet hair dangled from a loose ponytail as she got up.

Neal must have taken off in the night after Clove passed out.
She squirmed into last night's outfit and took a cab back home.
As suspected, her parents were at work.

Regular parents would be worried to death right now, but not the De La Cuevas.
Life goes on, whether you're loved, or not. And Love only drags you down; talent is what gets you places.

Clove had a perfect 4.0 GPA, one that she never bragged about.
She read a lot; she finished all her work on time, and always kept up with currents affairs for the sake of her parents.
She was talented to say the least. ]

"Where you been?" Riley asked sitting on the kitchen table as Clove walked in to get something to eat.
"Out," she replied grabbing a granola bar.
Clove's phone then rung in its usual loud and annoying way.
"Change your fucking ringtone!" Riley yelled.
"Shut up, you don't even live here!" she yelled back at him before picking up her phone.

"Hello?"
"Hey, Clove! Its Cato! Wanna come swimming at six?" Cato asked cheerfully, he didn't sound one bit hung-over unlike this moping beauty.
"Where?" Clove asked drowsily as she sat on the sofa.
"The Pavilion," he replied.
The Pavilion is a five-star resort on the beach; Clove didn't know how they were planning on paying.
"Sure," she replied and the conversation was over.
Clove had to develop a tan before six because a bikini without a tan is like a salami sandwich without meat, just some white unpleasant shit.

Clove quickly changed into her smallest bikini and ran down to the pool to tan.
Riley had conveniently gone out so Clove was the only one at home.
To get a more widely spread tan, Clove undid her bikini top and placed it on the table next to her before lying down on the lounger and shuffling through her iPod.
For around ten minutes her Skillet playlist was rolling until she noticed a head of hair staring at her chest through the neighbors fence.
She giggled before replaying her playlist.

At around five thirty, Cato was here to pick Clove up.
She wore a black strapless bikini and a pair of daisy dukes.
"Where's everyone else?" Clove asked as she got into his car.
She didn't even know if it was a car? More like a shit mobile.

Clove knew Cato's parents didn't make a lot and that when he started college he would be on scholarship.
He was open about it and didn't bother trying to cover up.
"They said they'll meet us there." He replied.

The two drove off until they reached the lofty gates of The Pavilion.
Cato gave his car to the valet, and the two walked through the lobby and past the reception where you usually had to pay for using the pool.
"Dont we have to pay?" Cato asked as they kept walking.
"Have you carried any money?" Clove asked knowing the answer.
"No," he replied as they reached the poolside.
"Thats what I thought, no one saw us so were good!" Clove exclaimed as she threw her stuff onto a deck chair.
Cato nodded feeling a little guilty as he always does.

Clove slid out of her shorts and slid on her sunglasses as she waited for Cato.
He however threw off his shirt and aviators before grabbing Cloves hand and jumping into the pool.
Clove emerged first in complete shock and anger.
"Asshole!" she yells before splashing Cato.

The two laugh, and talk, and bond until time catches up with them and the sun begins setting in its usual frighteningly magnificent way.

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