The University of the South

The Good Girl (1 of 5)

"It's just a party, Sophie. Relax." My bestfriend, Evangeline tells me.

I sigh.

She was the type that partied a lot but I didn't I only went to these type of scenes whenever someone had a party or whenever I needed to look out for Evangeline.

Those both applied to today.

"Come on, it's my birthday. Please just relax and let go for me?" Evangeline says as we get ready.

The two of us had already celebrated together along with the rest of the gang yesterday, and apparently the cheer squad was throwing her a party at some club today.

Being Evangeline's bestfriend and neighbor, ofcourse she'd invite me.

"Besides, you might meet cute boys or something?" She says, wiggling her eyebrows.

I roll my eyes at her and she giggles.

She tugs me along with her and we enter the club.

We enter a more private area and that's when I hear people yell and holler as they see the birthday girl walk in.

Evangeline is obviously gushing with appreciation for the squad and I am left to wonder around.

This was what I was afraid of.

I needed to get out or something.

I walk outside to the back of the club and sigh, hugging myself with my arms to try and keep warm.

Stupid skin tight dress that barely gave me any warmth.

Why had I agreed to dress up in this anyway?

Suddenly I see someone leaning against the wall, a cigarette in his hand, as he exhales the smoke from his lungs.

I thought I was alone.

He had long dark hair that was cropped above his neck, he was quite tall. He had tan skin and slitted eyes.

He was cute, I'll give him that.

Out of my league however...

He suddenly makes eye contact with me and I instantly look away.

He probably noticed me checking him out, I'm screwed.

"I-I thought I'd be alone out here, I'll leave you to it again." I tell him and he suddenly raises a hand to stop me.

He shakes his head, shrugging.

"It's fine, I don't mind the company. Not unless you don't want to be around me?" He asks, as he takes another puff from his cigarette and exhales.

I couldn't hold in my cough as I shake my head.

I was slightly asthmatic, I couldn't help it.

He suddenly looks at his cigarette, letting it fall to the ground as he stomps on its end with his foot to kill the smoke.

"Ahh, sorry my bad." He says and walks closer to me.

He towers in front of my short frame and I don't know if I want to run away or for him to pull me closer.

Wait, what the hell?

"It's okay, you didn't have to do that really. You can light another one, I was going to leave you be anyway." I say and he shakes his head.

Did he want me to stay?

"What brings you here? I've never seen you around." He asks and I stop in my steps.

I sigh and shrug.

"It's my bestfriend, Evangeline's birthday celebration. I just needed to get some air." I say and he nods, raising a brow.

"Evangeline as in Evangeline Simmons? Seems like her scene I guess. She's here every week." He says and I raise a brow back at him, nodding.

How often was he here to know that?

Seemed like a regular.

"You're here a lot aren't you?" I ask him and he shrugs, nodding.

Seemed like a party boy or something.

"Yeah, I should probably head back in now." I say, but am hesitant to go.

He was kinda cute, hot even. I might not be able to see him again.

Suddenly out of no where a bottle was in the way and my heel gives up on me, as I loose my balance.

Shit!

Before I feel myself fall, I feel arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to warmth.

I sigh in relief and regain my balance, his arms going down to my waist and helping me up.

"Thank you." I mumble and hesitantly look up into his eyes.

Suddenly I notice him looking down at me with a glint in his eye.

"No problem." He says and I notice him stare at something else.

He was looking down at my lips.

Did he?

He inches closer and I stare up at him as I know what was going to happen next.

This was bad! I just met the guy and it was my best friend's party! I couldn't do this to her.

But, what the hell!

I let his lips descend on mine and my arms go to his shoulders as he deepens the kiss when he feels me return it.

I moan when I feel his tongue across the seam of my lips and feel him pull me up, pressing my against the wall of the club.

I taste the smoke on his lips, but don't seem to mind.

My legs wrap around his waist as he holds me in an upright position against the wall.

I feel my dress riding up and don't even bother to pull it down.

No one was here anyway.

I probably looked like a mess right now...

He suddenly pulls away and I try to regain my breathing.

He stares down at me as I catch my breath and his hand goes to trace my bottom lip.

"What's your name?" He quickly asks me and I gasp in reply as his lips descend to my neck, pressing kisses upwards.

"Sophie." I moan in reply as I feel him nibble on the skin of my neck.

He pulls away and presses his forehead to mine.

"Marcus." He says, before pulling his lips to mine.