Angel by heart

Chapter 4

When we arrived the party was already on full blast when we arrived. The whole house was crowded with people who was either drinking or making out with each other. The music was loud and the dance floor was almost full.

Fay immediately pulled Jack onto the dance floor and threw her arms around his neck, leaving me standing alone. That was until a familiar cute and flirtatious smile came over and leant up against the wall next to me, obviously trying to seem casual.

"Angelina, right?" He asked me with a small smirk.

"Yeah."

"I'm Sebastian." He held out his hand for me to shake.

I looked at him unimpressed before pushing his hand down. "I met you before. You're a friend of Jack. A swimmer, I think I recall."

"That I am, but who are you again?" what a douche. I took a strand of my hair in-between my fingers and curled it. His smile went wider in realization. "Red riding hood, of course! I remember you. Jack talks about you a lot, you know."

"Oh really?" I tried to sound surprised.

"Yeah. He told me about your little meeting with my friend Ethan," he told me. "Great guy by the way. He should be here somewhere." He looked around but didn't seem to be able to find him.

"I've talked to him once or twice. Not exactly what I would call a friendly guy," I admitted.

"Oh, you don't know how friendly he can be. Maybe he'll show you sometime," Sebastian said in a, what I think was a seductive way.

"I don't think so. I'm not really into the whole 'cool mysterious guy' type," I said. "But it was good talking to you. Tell Ethan I'm still waiting for an answer to my question."

Before he could answer I walked away from him. Fay was still dancing with Jack but now she had a plastic cup in her hand, taking sips from it from time to time. I walked over to the bar in the kitchen and sat down, realizing that I was a bit thirsty myself. Apparently Sebastian had hired a bartender for the evening and a good one. The blond male in front of me was throwing around with bottles and glass to put on a show for the thirsty people who was beside me. He looked at me and stopped to talk.

"What would a pretty little lady like you like to have?" He asked with a wink. I mentally rolled my eyes but stopped myself from actually doing it.

"Something not to strong but sweet, please," I told him. I wasn't too familiar with the different alcoholic drinks.

"I've got the perfect thing for you, gorgeous." He found some bottles from underneath the bar and stared mixing some kind of cherry-red drink. After he was done, which was pretty quickly, he pushed the glass to me and smiled. "Here you go."

"Thanks. What's in it?"

"Nothing too bad nor something you will get drunk of that fast, trust me. We don't want you to get to drunk. Especially not with all these drunk and horny boys around you."

"Oh really? I would never do anything with someone in such a state," I told him.

"I thought so but just to be sure," he said with a shrug. "I'm Michael by the way."

"I'm Angelina but just call me A. Nice to meet you."

"Your name is Angelina? Man I should have used that 'are you an angel?' line. That would have been a good one," he joked.

"Good thing you didn't. I would never talk to you ever again," I laughed.

"Well A, what are you doing here tonight?" He tried to converse.