It All Started With A Kiss (EDITING!)

Chapter One: Living A Little

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Well, everyone. This story is completely finished. Now there is no way this story is perfect. It's the second story I ever started on Wattpad and it's the first one I've finished. I personally think it is way better written towards the end but I eventually plan on going back and editing the whole book so until then enjoy! Coment. Fan. Vote<3

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"Come on Ali, live a little," Claire said to me as she plopped down onto my queen sized bed. "Come with me tonight," she begged and pleaded with me.

"No Claire, you know I am not a party person, nor do I want to be." It was true. I had my priorities straight unlike half the girls in our school who partied, drank, and smoked every weekend.

Claire twirled her brown hair around her finger as she spoke, "Reese will be there."

I rolled my eyes. "Your point? We both know he is the hottest guy in our school and we both know that he is out of our league."

Claire and I had the money just like everyone else did in our secluded private school, we just chose not to flaunt it like some of the kids did. "So, that doesn't mean we still can't try," she mumbled. I looked up from my laptop and swiveled around in my chair. I scolded her.

"Anyways, don't you haaave a boyfriend?"

"Yaaa, but just because I have a boyfriend doesn't mean I still can't droll over b-". Claire was cut off by the ringing of her phone. I turned back around and was focusing on my laptop again.

"So, Chelsea just told me that Mr. Reese is single again..."

If I was looking at her, I knew she would have been wiggling her eyebrows at me. "And again, what is your point?"

Claire let a loud sighed. "Fine, be a party pooper. I will just go with Chelsea." I grinned at her. I knew she didn't need me and I knew Chelsea would go with her.

There was a soft knock on the door and my older brother, who just happened to be best friends with Reese, poked his head in the door. "Okay Ali, I'm gone. Mom said she will be home late from her dinner downtown."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay, I'll just order pizza or something."

"Okay, you know where she keeps the money. I'm leaving."

Claire frowned I knew she now felt guilty for making me stay home by myself. Laughing, I stood up and stretched. I than began to shoo her out the door. She gave it one final attempt to get me to go with her. It was quite entertaining watching her try to persuade me to go.

"Fine," I sighed. "This is the only time I will come, I just don't want to be cooped up in the house all night by myself." Claire squealed with happiness as she jumped up and down.

"I'm taking a shower. I'll be right back." She nodded as I walked out the door and she walked over and got on my laptop.

I took a quick shower making sure to wash my hair real good and I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my body. I brushed my teeth before going back into my bedroom.

"Oh. My. Gosh," Claire gushed when I walked back into my bedroom.

"What now?"

"Someone just tweeted that Reese is moving, and you will never guess where to!" Before I could even ask she blurted it out. "He is going to be your new neighbor!" Her voice was a whole octave higher by the time she finished.

Well that was just great. Now I would get to see Reese all the time and not just when he came over on Saturday nights.

I ignored Claire as she went on and on about how happy she was that he was moving next door. I laughed as I opened my closet. "I swear it feels like I am dealing with a kid in a candy store," I muttered to myself before continuing. "You are acting like he is moving next door to you Claire." I chuckled again.

"Well I am over here like just about every day."

I grabbed a short sleeved plaid button up shirt and a grey denim skirt from my closet before throwing them on my bed. I then put on a matching purple bra and panty set before getting dressed. I then slipped on a pair of purple striped flip flops.

Sitting down at my dresser I blew dry my hair and than applying light make up before straightening my hair. I turned around to Claire and asked her how did I look.

She gaped. "Damn, you look hot, and that is exactly why I don't bring you anywhere with me." She sighed dramatically, "Oh, if only I had your good looks."

I rolled my eyes. There was nothing to be jealous of. "Whatever. You are beautiful. You have the perfect black hair with the huge brown eyes with the perfect caramel skin too. I'm jealous of you."

"Whatever. Let's go."

We got into Claire's 2002 Mustang and picked up our friend Chelsea before heading to Amy's house for the party.

We parked down the street and made our way to the house. The party was thriving with life and music was blasting from the inside. We opened the door and walked in. Everyone was here. Well, I must say I'm glad this was the party I decided to go to.

We quickly spotted out two other friends George and Lizzy and made our way over to them. They whistled at me. "Daamnn, Claire finally got little miss innocent Ali to come out of hiding and live it a little." We all laughed. George turned to Claire. "What took you so long," he asked as he kissed her on the lips. "Someone had to take her time getting ready."

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up, I could've stayed home." Lizzy laughed. "Glad you could finally make it," our friend Jon said as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I hit him on the shoulder and pulled away. "Let's dance," I said to him and pulled him into the area where everyone else was dancing.

"You clean up good," Jon said to me as he wrapped his arms around my waist as a slow song came on.

"Thanks and so do you."

Jon was tall and tan. His hair was a light blond color and his eyes were a very dark brown. He was muscular from all the years of soccer he played.

We didn't speak much as we danced and as soon as the slow song was over he brought me over to get me a drink. While he was getting us drinks my brother strolled over. "Damn 'bout time you come to a party Sis."

"Shut up," I told him as I punched him in the arm. "You all are acting like I never party." My brother glared at me. Okay, so maybe I hardly ever partied, but that was besides the point.

Jon handed me my drink. "See you at home Alex." I turned and headed back towards my group of friends. I took a sip of my drink knowing instantly that it was sprite laced with vodka. I took another swig before plopping down on the couch next to Chelsea. After two drinks I was starting to get a little tipsy. This is why I didn't party. I get drunk rather quickly.

Jon and I had danced most of the night together. I felt bad because I knew he liked me but I only liked him as a friend. He was one of my best friends and I wanted to keep it that way.

Around two Claire found me and told me it was time to leave. I pouted. I wasn't ready to leave. I knew I should because I had plenty to drink already. I giggled when Jon told me I needed to go. "But Jonny," I whined. "I wanna stay and paaartaaa." I giggled again. "Sorry princess. You carriage awaits." I frowned and walked with Claire back to the car.

The ride back to my house was a quiet one. I was passed out by the time we reached the house. Claire woke me up and half dragged me into my house, up the stairs, down the hall, and into my bed. She quickly changed before crawling into the bed next to me. "Night," I mumbled than I fell into a fitful sleep and didn't wake up until morning, well 3 in the afternoon.

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