Serena
"Serena ! You saw that guy looking at you ?!?!", Bria said slapping my arm.
"Yeah.... So ?"
"He probably wants you.", she said winking at me.
"Shut up. He d-", I was interrupted.
"Hey.", The same guy who Bria said was looking at me was now right behind me.
"Ima leave you two alone.", she said winking again.
I gave her a Bria-don't-you-leave-me look, but she walked away before I could say anything.
"Wassup Ma ?", he said looking me up and down.
"Nothing.. I guess.", I said getting shy.
"Haha, don't gotta get all shy on me. What's your name ?"
"Serena. Yours ?"
"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I'm Marcus.", he said still staring at me.
I started blushing and I knew he noticed.
"Haha I see you blushing. Don't try and hide it.. Lemme have your number ?", he said trying to be smooth.
"Alright.", I pulled out my phone and unlocked it while he took out his. Before I could start to tell him my number he grabbed my phone and started typing. He handed it back and grinned really hard. I took my phone back and looked at the screen.
"Really ?", I said while looking at the contact he set in my phone:
sexyy ass nigga- soon to be bae♥
"Well it's true.", he said laughing.
I took his phone and set my contact:
Fine ass Serena♥ ♥-can't cuff her tho.
I passed his phone back.
"Haha you got jokes. Who says I can't cuff you ?", he said still looking at his screen.
"Me.", I said simply.
"We'll see about that.", he said looking at me.
"I gueessss.", I said turning around looking for Bria. I couldn't see her through this huge club; she's probably hugged up with some guy anyway.
I turned around to see Marcus closer than he was before. If i took a step I would be leaning on his chest.
"Oh. Sorry. I was gonna tap you since you were turned around.", he said scratching the back of his head.
"Haha it's ok.", I said looking up at him.
"Tell me somethings about you ?"
"Hmm. Well um, Im Serena Renea, my favorite color it purple, I'm 17, and blah blah blahh this is boring.", I said not wanting to sit here and tell this guy everything about me.
"Haha, Im Marcus Johnson. Most people call me 'Ace'. I only tell people I'm close with, or people I really like my real name. I'm 19 and since this is boring, wanna leave ?"
"No, Bria is gonna be looking for me.", I said trying to avoid his offer.
"Nahh, looks like she's busy.", he said pointing to her walking out with a guy hugging her waist.
"Ugh. Fineee."
"I'm not that bad.", he said putting his arm around me and walking me out of the party's entrance.
We walked to his car.
"So where you wanna go ?", he asked.
"I don't know..",I said looking into the window.
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Drunk In Love
Teen FictionSHATTER ! Glass was thrown. Punches were being thrown at me repeatedly. What went wrong ? What ever happened to our loving relationship ?