Chapter 2

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Catalina's POV

As we got closer to our destination I got more nervous. I tried talking and laughing with everyone but I could stop thinking about getting caught.

"You okay?" Ivan said

I looked at him and smiled "yea, just a bit nervous" I said

"Why" he asked

"Because I'm 17 I've never been to a club, I'm not even allowed to be -"

"Look chill, it's gonna be fine" she said smiling and patting my knee with his hand

"If you say so" I said

"We're here I hope you guys enjoyed your ride" our uber said

We thanked him and got out and went to the front of the long line with Jake. It was like those lines in the movies.

"Hey Marcus" Jake said giving the big guy a bro hug "they're with me, no worries they're all over 18" Jake said the guy nodded and opened the door for us

It was almost as the thick doors blocked all the sound because it was pretty fucking loud. I followed everyone to a table. They all went their separate ways and I stayed there on my phone. Erika and Tessa were dancing, the guys were either getting drinks or trying to hook up with girls, and me I was just sitting with my phone.

"Hey, why aren't you dancing?" Ivan said scaring me

"I don't know" I said turning off my phone and admiring the beautiful boy in front of me

"Come on" she said grabbing my hand and taking me to the dance floor

I just stood there and watched him dance in a goofy way. I laughed and he smiled at me. He grabbed my shoulders and started moving them. I moved always laughing. He finally gave up and took me where back to the table.

"I don't think this is my scene" I said laughing

"Do you wanna go back home?" He said

"I don't know" I said sighing, I didn't want to make him leave

"Come on" he said guiding me out

"We didn't have to leave" I said

"Well you didn't wanna be there" he said

"Yea but you did" I said

"Nah" he said

We got in the uber he ordered and went back home. He opened the door and the house was spotless. I felt bad for the cleaning ladies but I was thankful that it wasn't dirty anymore.

"Do you want banana milk" Ivan said pulling out a carton

"Banana milk?" I said laughing

"Yea it's milk, that taste like banana" he said getting two glasses outage pouring us some banana milk

"I hate bananas" I said grabbing the glass

"But you can't hate banana milk" he said "try it"

I stared at him chug it and then looked at my glass. I took a sip and surprisingly it was good. "It's not bad" I said drinking some more "banana milk, what a weird thing" I said. He stared at me for a moment and then walked over to me.

"Are you spanish?" he asked

"Nope, my mom is Italian and my dad is Mexican" I said

"So you know spanish" he said

"Yes" i said "what about you" i said

"Born and raised in Spain" he said

"Thats cool, i was born in Anaheim" i said

"Thats also cool" he said

"Not as cool as Spain" I said " what part?" I asked

"Barcelona" he said in his Spanish accent that made my heart melt

"Barthcelona" i said trying to mock him

"Dont" he said laughing "I would invite you to my room, but i share it with my brother and Chance and Anthony" he said

"Bummer" I said "Ill invite you into Tessas room then" I said going up the stairs

"Her room is pretty lit" he said

"Yeah, it is" i said getting on her bed and looking at him leaning on the door

"Thank you" i said

"For what?"

"Making me feel comfortable, even though we met a couple hours ago" I said laying down and closing my eyes

"No problem" he said

I fell asleep with my dress and makeup on, but i was really tired so i didnt even care.

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