Eve's POV:
We've been here long enough, the night club is crowded and sweaty. My aunt Britt dragged me here. She's 21 and in my opinion a complete idiot, she goes to these parties and drinks bear, sleeps with strangers and claims she's 'cool' for it. Dumb ass.
"My friends are here." Britt informs me. "Hay girl!" A group of unisex clubers greet her. I stand awkwardly around them and take a look at our surroundings.
The place is packed, I spot many sweaty figures grinding on one another on the dance floor, it's uncomfortable to look at.
"Guys, this is my niece, she's 14 turning 15 so, guys." Britt points her long index finger at the men of the group, her other hand wrapped around my shoulder. "Hands off." She says, my cheeks turn red and a feel the sudden urge to go home. Wait, no, not sudden. I've wanted to go home since the second I stepped into this place, I still can't believe she talked me into this. "It'll be great!" She said. "You'll have fun!" She said...
"Oh my god girl!" Britt's high pitch screech startles me. "This is my song, Eve! Come dance with us!" Britt tries to pull me but I resist. "I'm okay, I'll just stand by the bar." I say softly, but loud enough so she can hear me over the pounding music. She agrees too easily and runs to the dance floor.
Although holding the wall like this seems fun, I make the irrational decision to order myself a drink.
"A water please," I tell the bartender, she's gone within seconds. I hear a soft chuckle come from the barstool beside me, I turn my head.
I see a boy, a guy, his hair is light brown and his eyes are multiple colors, a mix between hazel brown and green. He smiles a beautiful smile and a pair of dimples appear out of nowhere. His orbs twinkle beneath the dim light of the bar lamp that swings over our heads.
"Can I help you?" I ask, realizing he's laughing at me.
"Oh, sorry its just, a water? Really?" He laughs harder, I frown at him.
"So, I'm just not feeling like a… a beer." I know I should tell him I'm only 14, but I feel like he'd tell on me or something and get me thrown out.
"No it's cool, I get it. It's just weird to hear a girl ask for just a water at a place like this." He says, he scoots over one barstool over so he's directly next to me. I can see his facial features much better now, he is just as beautiful in the lighter light than he is in the dim.
"Ashton," He holds out his hand, I stare at it for a moment. Britt told me not to talk to anyone.
"I won't bite." The guy, er, Ashton says.
"I know." I snarl, then take his hand in mine.
"And you are?" He asks.
"Eve."
"What?" He leans his ear into my lips.
"Eve," I say louder, he backs away and gives me a nod.
"Beautiful name."
"I hate it." I blurt out without thinking. He chuckles his god given chuckle again and it causes me to smile.
"Well you shouldn't." He says and I realize he's slowly closing the gap between us. I lean back and shift to get some more room.
"EVE!" I hear my name being yelled, I turn my head and find Britt, drunk off her ass and sweaty as hell. Well that was fast.
"Damn Britt, what did you do, run a marathon?" I ask, Ashton laughs.
"What the hell are you laughing at kid?" She says and I don't know why she called him kid, he's her age.
"Nice to see you again, Britt." Ashton says, I frown.
