(A/N: Hey guys sorry about the lack of updating!! Thank you to those who are still with me and my crappy updates. I am planning on doing a double update as a sorry gift to you guys. (Which I'll post the second one tomorrow as it is 1:15 am) This is the first update which in word docs its 6 and half pages (longer than my other updates usually). Idk how long the other update will be but I will update. So this chapter becomes pretty......Idk........epic I guess...... I hope. But when I was first planning it out it was smaller than how I wrote it out so it escalated quickly. Anyways here's Chapter 5 I hope you enjoy it and if there are any misspells I'm sorry. Its late and my eyes are tired. Plus I wont edit until tomorrow. I'm sorry, i'm just super tired!! I hope you guys enjoy!!! -Storywriter19)
We ended up going to the hangout for teenagers that had a dance floor, a game room, and an area where you could grab food. It was actually pretty cool. Lights flashed different colors and music pumped throughout the whole place. Clara was now flirting with a guy in the game room as Chris was ordering the pizza. I saw a few people from school and waved. My arm still stung from the scratches but it would heal.
I looked at a lot of the girls here and realized they were dressed up way too much for this place. Were they really just buying outfits for one day? Like if they were doing that, wasn't that just a waste of money? The guys seemed to be really into it though. They just kept looking at the girls and then at each other and smirking.
I rolled my eyes and silently thanked myself for wearing what I wore. I was never into dressing up. Even when I would go to my Grandma's for Christmas; I had to be forced into a dress. I saw a few girls looking at Chris and giggling. I had to stop myself from laughing at them. They looked like they needed more clothes than make-up. It was sad because they had to be at least 13 or 14 years old.
Chris walked over to our table and sat the steaming pizza in the middle. I saw Clara look over before slyly smiling at the guy and saying something. He smiled too as she walked over to the table. She took the seat next to me.
"Really Chris? You are so predictable!" Clara said rolling her eyes. Then to me she said, "He always gets the same pizza here."
"It's good! I swear Cabela, try some." He said chowing down on a huge slice of meat lover's pizza. I laughed as some cheese stuck to his nose. Clara laughed too before tapping her nose. Chris, like a boy, stuck his tongue out and pulled the cheese off.
"Ewwww!" Clara and I laughed.
"Hey my fingers are greasy. I don't want to get my face greasy too. I work hard for these good looks." Chris smirked.
"I'm pretty sure those aren't what you call good looks." Clara laughed causing Chris to glare at her.
"Cabela thinks I'm good looking, right?" He turned to me.
"I've seen cuter baboons." I laughed. Chris pouted and ate his pizza. We talked as we ate our pizza. We talked about movies, some I have never heard of. We talked about how our classes were and what we should do tomorrow night.
"Hey, Bela let's go dance!" Clara got up and started tugging on my arms.
"Bela?" I laughed.
"So much easier than saying your whole name."
"Or you're too lazy." Chris took a sip of his pop. Clara shrugged then looked at me expectantly.
"I can't dance." I said sheepishly.
"Then I'll teach you!" With one great pull, I was yanked out of my chair and hauled to the dance floor. "Ok basically you move your hips to the beat of the song. Like this song has a fast beat so you move your hips like this."
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Safe Haven
Teen FictionCabela Sanders isn't a normal 19 year old girl. For one thing she has lived with her parents either in an RV or hut in many places around the world. But when she has to start school at Safe Haven, a boarding school in America, things seem to get har...
