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What happens when a girl named Emma finds that her best friend {AKA, the boy she fell in love with ever since she was little} is dating another girl who surprisingly happens to be her other best friend?
Most importantly, what she didn't kn...
I'd never ditched an important cheer event before... Let alone ditched to go to the nightclub.
Imagining a walk on the wild side with Noah made my heart race.
"So what time is this guy showing up?" Mackenzie asked.
"Any minute now. And I still don't know what to wear!" I whined.
"You're going to the club. You need to step up your game with something edgier. And I might have just the thing..."
She returned to my room with an ensemble midnight-black clothes slung over her arm.
"I'll let you wear this tonight if you promise not to get it torn up in the mosh pit." She smiled.
I changed into her long-sleeved black crop top, with a leather skirt and thigh-high boots. And damn, I looked good.
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(Emma's outfit^)
"How do I look?" I asked Mackenzie.
"If Dad could see you now, you'd be grounded for like five years. In other words... perfect." She smiled.
I jumped as the doorbell rang.
"He's here!" I panicked.
"Emma. You're fine. Now go! Throw up some horns for me!" She said.
I threw open the door to find Noah standing there, the porch light reflecting like tiny flames in his eyes.
He looked me up and down, and I didn't miss how his gaze lingered on my plunging neckline and my leather skirt.
"Wow, you look... really good." He complemented.
"You sound surprised." I beamed.
"No, it's just not what I was expecting. You should wear leather more often." He said.
"Maybe I will." I said.
Noah led me to the curb, where his motorcycle was waiting. He handed me a helmet...
Unfamiliar with the shape of the bike, I mounted it bit less smoothly than I was hoping to.
"Never ridden a motorcycle before, huh? You nervous?" He asked.
"Nervous? Not with you behind the wheel. I trust your driving skills." I said.
"I'm honored. Just hang tight and I'll make sure no harm comes in your way." He said.
I slipped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. Even with a layer of his clothes between us, I could tell his stomach was toned with muscle.
"Tighter than that." He said.
"Like this?"
I held him closer, pressing my chest flush against his back. Could he feel my heart beating a mile a minute?
"Better." He said.
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By the time we arrived, the line a the club stretched halfway around the block. An imposing bouncer stood by the door, examining IDs with a UV light.
"You have a fake, right?" Noah asked.
"Uh... I didn't know this place was 21 and up." I said.
"No worries. I know the bouncer. Just stick with me and you'll be fine." He said.
We reached the door and hoped I didn't look too out of place. Because I felt it.
"Hey, Noah." The bouncer greeted.
"Hey man, what's up." Noah responded.
"Who's your friend? I'm digging the boots." The man smiled.
But before Noah could answer, I spoke up for myself.
"I'm his girlfriend."
I could see Noah looking at me. I hoped my face wasn't going completely red.
"Well, well, Noah, someone finally locked you down, huh?" The man laughed.
Noah smiled. "What can I say? She's a catch."
He slipped his arm around my waist, so easily it felt like he'd done it a thousand times before.
"Okay, you two can go on through. Have fun." The man said.
As we entered the club, Noah shot me a playful smirk and said;
"You can get pretty creative, huh?"
"I can be, I guess." I smiled.
"I like that about you." He said.
"Oh yeah? What else you like about me?" I asked.
"The fact that you can surprise me." He said.
I bit my lip and felt a fluttering in my stomach. The way he looked at me, holding my gaze, made the room seem to melt around me.
"C'mon, let's get to the front of the stage. I want you to see the band up close." He said.
With a half smile, he slipped through the crowd, and I followed. Everyone was packed so tightly together that it was hard to squeeze through.
"Sorry, excuse me..."
Soon, I'd lost sight of Noah in the throng of people. I tried to press through the crowd to reach the front, but in the process, I accidentally jostled the woman in front of me.
"Ooof!"
"Hey! What's your problem?" The woman yelled.
I could smell the alcohol wafting off her breath. She glared at me and leaned on a huge, muscular man who I assumed was her boyfriend.
"My bad, I didn't mean to bump into you." I apologized.
"You made me spill my drink! Do you know how much this top costs?" She angrily yelled.
"No one touches my girl. I think someone needs to teach you to watch where you're going." He boyfriend said.
"Wait, please!" I squealed.
Noah was nowhere to be found and I was in big trouble.
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Sorry for the very short chapter, next one's going to be much longer.
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