Volume 7: Mission Impossible

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*Ana's P.O.V*

I looked into the mirror as my leather skirt fell flowingly right above my knees. I adjusted my top before Stacy pushed me aside to put on her lipstick. She always looked flawless, Stacy was just as beautiful as Kimberly. Stacy didn't need to try, she was just a knock-out.

" Sorry Ana, I need to see if this color looks great with my skin," she said while applying her light pink lipstick. The vibrant pink did not suit her at all, in fact, it did quite the opposite. It wasn't the biggest eyesore, however, it would bring attention.

I scoffed before grabbing my leather clutch and bolting out of the room. With my heels clicking against the wooden floorboards I made my way downstairs. There, Xander was sitting on the couch watching 'Adventure Time' along with boss man and someone else. He was pretty muscular with tan skin and brown hair.

Seriously where does he find this many brunettes?

I then walked over to Xander and took the remote from next to him.

"Hey, I was watching that!" Xander yelled as I rolled my eyes.

Kimberly and Stacy soon came bouncing down the steps as a smirk made its way to both Xander's and boss man's face.

That nickname will work, I thought to myself.

"Look what we have here," Xander said as Kimberly chuckled. The clumsy girl was playing of how terrible she was at walking in those stilettos. If she made the slightest of mishaps, she would be broken into pieces on the wooden floor.

"I can't wait to take that off of you," he said flirtatiously, making me want to hurl.

"I shall be your protector tonight darling," the guy said, addressing Stacy.

"Yeah yeah, big happy reunion now can we get a move on?" I groaned as Xander placed a quick kiss on Kimberly's lips.

In a fit of annoyance, I quickly took Xander's wrist and pulled him along.  " Let's go," I said impatiently. Their mush-fest made me long for the sweet release of death and darkness. 

Xander, I, and Stacy flooded into the car as Kimberly watched our dramatic exit. " Why isn't your other half coming?" I asked, confused. " That's none of your business," he retorted. I bit my tongue, holding back the pending swear-storm.

"You also look nice," Xander finally piped up. My cheeks flushed bright red as I turned to look out the window. I didn't reply back because I was too embarrassed, not that it would mean much.

"Could you please drive?" I coldly asked, crossing my arms over my chest. My breast wasn't exactly the biggest but I've always felt embarrassed showing them off a bit. I felt like an object on display in a museum.

How unsavory...

"Wait do you have the stuff ?" he asked, hesitating on starting the vehicle.

Silence then filled the car as I started to squirm around in my seat. I located my clutch before flinging it open. A small bag appeared with unfamiliar pills. I nodded quickly before turning on the radio to drown out the tension. 

I started to sway back in forth with the song as I sang. Towards the middle of the song, I heard a soft voice attempting harmony with mine. I looked over to see Xander's eyes fixated on the road while he ignored me and kept singing.

He can sing?

A half of an hour passed before we pulled up to a long line of people waiting to get into the club. Xander stopped the car as we both climbed out. We walked passed all the dressed people in line and walked straight up to the guy checking for names.

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