Fire

Chapter 3

~Stephanie's POV~

As soon as we get to the car, Conner starts interrogating me about Luc and why I kissed him on the cheek. I ignored him and got in after all the guys got in, ending up on someone's lap. The guy under me smirks and wraps his arm around my waist. He's cute but I'm not interested. As soon as we drop everyone off, I get in the front seat and cross my legs in the warm leather seat.

"I thought you broke up with Jake," he asks.

"Yeah, I did," I say looking out the window.

"So, a couple minutes later you're all over this guy," he says, one hand on the wheel and the other gesturing out his anger.

"I wasn't all over him," I lie, I was totally all over him. I felt butterflies while talking to him, something I barely felt with Jake.

"Yeah you were," he says, "I'm telling dad."

"No, daddy does't need to know about this, and besides, it's none of your business."

"It is my business," he says, "Taylor cheated on me but you don't see me going after a rebound."

"He's not a rebound, and I never said we'd get together," I lie again. I definitely like this guy. I mean we technically came from the same place.

"Fine, I'll let you do whatever just as long as you don't end up dating this guy," he warns.

"Sure Conner, I won't date this guy," I lie; once again.

He nods, believing me.

When we get to the house our parents are asleep, so we both tip toe up the stairs as quietly as we can.

"I thought I said come home before 11," says a slightly angry voice.

I turn around and see Daddy leaning against the railing in front of our rooms.

"I'm sorry Daddy, we lost track of time," I say, not wanting him to be angry at me.

"You should've been keeping track of time. And you weren't supposed to be drinking," he says.

"I only had half a cup," I say quietly.

"I had 4 cups of beer," Conner says, ashamed.

"I'm very disappointed in you two," he shakes his head, "you're grounded for two weeks."

"But dad, that's not fair, we were dropping off the others," Conner defends us.

"You should've left earlier then," he says.

"But Daddy, I have plans this week and next week," I whine, hoping he'll give in to my cuteness.

"Then reschedule," he says, his final answer, then goes to the other side of the house to his room.

"God," Conner says and I groan.

"See you in the morning," I say and stomp off to my room, slamming my door.

I sit on my bed and take off my shoes, smiling. Truth is, I'm not really all that mad about being grounded for two weeks, I just met a really awesome guy that I may like. That was the first time a guy has ever asked me what I was thinking, or went 10 minutes into conversation without putting his hands on me.

Maybe he's not interested, that's why he wasn't trying anything.

I go to the bathroom to wipe off my make up and put my long hair into a bun.

I go to my closet and change into black dolphin shorts and navy blue 5 seconds of summer shirt. I take off my socks and get into bed, my phone on my nightstand.

I close my eyes and dream up about a hundred scenarios where Luc calls me and asks me on a date. I'm so happy I met someone like him, even though I don't know everything about him, I still like him though. As a person.

~Luc's POV~

After Stephanie left, I drank a bit more and socialized with a few people. I'm actually having a lot of fun here; since she put me in a good mood. Every time I think about her I smile and those butterflies creep back into my stomach. I should hate it, but it actually brings me joy.

As soon as the party dies down to a couple of stoners sitting around a fire, I decide to go back to hell. When I transport into my room, I see my mom on my bed...crying.

"Mother," I walk up to her, "why are you crying?"

She looks up at me, her cheeks stained with tears and make up; which reminds me of Stephanie when she had make up and dried tears on her beautiful rosy cheeks.

"A-are you...smiling," she asks, surprised, confused, and concerned.

"Looks that way," I sit next to her.

"What happened up there," she asks cautiously, wondering if I'll snap or something.

"I met a...girl," my cheeks flame; literally.

She smiles and wipes her tears, "what's her name," she asks.

"Stephanie," I nod.

"Is she human," she raise her eyebrows in question.

"No, she's actually a level 9 soul catcher," I drag a hand through my messy hair.

"Oh, I hear they're quite feisty," she nudges me.

I shake my head, "don't do that, I don't want to talk about girls with my mother," I say with a grimace.

She sighs, "I knew this day would come, my little baby is all grown up," she says, tears spilling down her face.

"I'm not a baby, I'm 20 years old with about 30 homes. I don't know why I don't stay in one of those anyway," I cross my arms over my chest and frown.

"I have to tell your father about this," she gets up and leaves. I can hear her sobs down the hall.

I sigh. Great, she'll just take this way too far and want to meet the girl. I go into the bathroom and take a cold shower. When I get out, I remember her number being written on my arm.

It says 'call me, ***-***-****.

This isn't the first time I've gotten a girl's number, but they were all up in my face and acting like I was the next British pop singer.

I see that her number is starting to fade, so I hurry and type the first three numbers into my phone, but when I look down to type in the rest, it's gone.

I sigh at my slowness. But then perk up when I realize she goes to school in that area; there is only one. I'll just wait there until I see her, and hope I don't look like an idiot.

I put my phone on the coffee table in front of the couch to get dressed in red basketball shorts. I climb into bed and think of what I'll say to her when I see her.

I really hope tomorrow goes well, 'cause right now...I'm a nervous wreck.

Awww, Luc is nervous. How will she react? What will her brother think? What will Jake say? Will they go on a date? Hmm, next chapter, here I come!!

Me: that sounded so weird, what did you think Steph?

Stephanie: it was stupid.

Me: gee, thanks *mutters* bitch.

Stephanie: what?!

Me: nothing!! *truly scared*

Stephanie: *puts knife away* thought so.

Me: bye readers!!!