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Clare's POV

I placed the finishing touch on my outfit, and turned so Ali could see me. Ali agreed to my idea when I said I would dress as sexy as could be if I did it myself. This reason being was I didn't want four pounds of makeup and ten inch heels on. I went simple, and dark. I told Eli I would see him there and I couldn't help but notice he wears black, sometimes and when he does he wears a lot of it.

I was wearing dark wash jeans, and a floral crop top. My lips were pink, and my eyes were black. My hair was down my back, curled. I slipped on a pair of black high heel boots that went right under my knee. I clipped my belly button ring on, and watched Ali's eyes fly across my body.

"Whoa," she breathed, poking my hipbones. "When did you find these?" She asked jokingly. I lost a lot of weight before I went to high school. My sister warned me about how mean kids were, and don't think she told me to lose weight. She told me kids were mean, end of story.

"Okay, are you ready?" I asked, checking her outfit. Lime green skirt, white sparkly heels and a white studded crop top. She smiled at me and grabbed her Burberry London trench coat off the rack by the door and headed out. Jenna of course couldn't get ready with us because it was at her house.

"Can I ask you a question Ali?" I said, gripping the steering wheel, pulling out of the drive way.

"Of course, you can ask me anything." Ali responded averting her full attention to me.

"If I told you I wanted to grind with you tonight, you would say yes right?" She laughed and nodded.

"Clare, it's not like we haven't grinded before." She giggled.

"Yeah, but this has to be really, really sexy."

"For Eliiii?" She asked dragging out the I.

"For his eyes, for my amusement." I laughed, pulling onto the street.

Eli's POV

Drew and I walked into the large, raw brick mansion. It was hot inside, and there were about a thousand different strobe lights burning people's eyes. Loud, racy, pop music was booming from four big speakers in the back room. I watched Jenna's friends and mine race across the room, to dance, to drink, and to make-out. Ordinary high school party. Nothing new.

I made my way to the back, losing Drew somewhere in the noise. I found a keg, and a red cup, pouring myself some beer. Sipping on it, I watched a girl run onto the dance floor with her friend trailing behind. A song called Popular by The Veronicas flew through the speakers and there they danced. Sweaty and beautiful, moving to the rhythm. I moved closer to her, finding myself in the dancing crowd in arms reach of Clare.

She turned to me, and I swear she shot me a smirk. Drew was close by, I guess, because she ended up pulling him by his belt buckle to grind onto him. Drew's hands shot to her hips, kissing and licking her neck. I stepped next to him pushing him off.

"Dude?" He asked, wiping his mouth.

I raised my brow and shot him a knowing look. He mouthed an 'oh' and moved to the back. When I turned around, I saw her. Arms crossed, devious smirk planted on her full pink lips. I heard her laugh, watching the black lights, dance across her chest. "Wow, you just can't leave me be can you?" She asked, taking me by my belt buckle.

"Sorry. I promised you I wouldn't, didn't I?" She laughed and turned her back to my front, body rolling on me. I groaned and thrust my hips forward, hearing her let out a short moan. She moved her hips in a circular motion and ground them into mine, every few seconds. Clare snaked her hands around to the back of my head, and threaded her fingers into my black locks.

I hate to say it but they play this damn song in every club,

but it's me so I'll show love, but It's me so show me love.

When I walk into the room people stop and stare, like nobody else is there.

You know it's me not you, who said anything about you?

"Having fun?" I whispered into her hair.

"Not really." She laughed, rolling her little body on to mine.

"What?"

She laughed and pulled away, holding onto Ali.

I swear this girl is crazy, I mean what's not to like–

Oh. Jizz.

Clare had her back against Ali's front rocking against her, making the Indian girl moan. My face flushed, and I grabbed my beer that I had set on the counter, next to the speakers. I took Clare's small wrist and pulled her away.

"Look Goldsworthy, I'm not interested get your hands off me." She growled, but it was fucking adorable seeing her mad.

"Look Edwards, if your such a bad ass…chug this." I said smirking, gesturing towards the freshly opened bottle. She gave me a small glare before she swiped it from my hands.

"Fine, watch this." She called to a boy, standing on the stage that held out his hand, bringing her to the step. She laughed quietly, wrapping her lips around the top of the bottle. Clare put her hands behind her back, tilting her head back. My eyes widened as everyone in the room chanted Chug! Chug! Chug! As she finished the bottle without a single gag. She smiled, letting it drop and smash on the stage before hopping down next to me, in heels.

"So, how was that?" She asked, giving me a grin.

"Where did you learn to do that?" my eyes wide in shock.

"Well let's see, no parents, no rules…and an older sister…yeah." She smiled.

"What happened to your parents?"

She dropped her gaze for half a second changing the subject right away.

"Who did you come with?" Clare asked slowly.

"Uh…no one." I shrugged, even though it was my first party without a date.

"So Eli Goldsworthy showed up to a high school party without a girl…hmm?" She hummed, taking me by my belt buckle once again to the very back of the house.

Not so sure how I felt about this party, but….i needed to update. Oh, and sorry about the whole outfit thing going on at the beginning.

Okay, reviews please :) love you!

P.S sorry it was so short...leaving the good parts for the next chapter. ;)