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I do the last of my mascara as the clock strikes one. Maya wanted me to meet her at her house before the date. I overlook myself in the full length mirror once more. My dark purple skin tight dress sets off all of my curves. My long, dark hair is curled down my back and my grey eyes are shimmering with the dark purple eyeshadow. My eyeliner wings are even for the most part and my eyelashes look full and long. I put on a pair of black heels with a bow on the back of them. I grab my leather jacket and slip it over my shoulders. I apply a little axe for girls and walk down the stairs carefully.

"Where are you going?" My dad asks as I reach the kitchen.

"I told you yesterday I'm going back to Miami to be with Maya and Charlie for the night." I roll my eyes.

"Dressed like that?"

"Yeah, we're going for a club for underage teenagers."

My dad sighs and tosses me the keys. I smile and kiss him on the cheek grabbing my phone. "I'll call you later. Love you bye." And I walk out the door.

***

I ring the doorbell to my best friends house at exactly five thirty. Her mom answers and smiles widely at me.

"Belle! So happy to see you! How's your mom?"

My smile fades and I bite my lip. Mrs. Astorino gets the hint and drops it.

"Maya! Belle is here!"

Maya comes running down the hallway instantly.

"Bellie!" She shouts jumping into me making me stumble back in my heels. I hug her back tightly and she laughs. "I can't wait for you to meet Aaron! He's so cool. I met him last night when Charlie brought him over."

I look at Mrs. Astorino and she winks at me, smiling before walking back to the kitchen.

"Oh really? Tell me something about him."

"He has the most gorgeous blue eyes."

My legs already go weak. I have a thing for blue eyed men.

"How old?" I interrogate.

"Eighteen,"

"Tonight aughta be fun." I smirk.

"Yeah, now come upstairs so I can fix your hair and makeup. Did you do it yourself?"

I nod and Maya gives me a disapproving look. Maya is going to study cosmetology in college so shes always nagged at me about how I do my hair and makeup.

Fifteen minutes later, Maya has me looking like a model with not that much makeup. She doesn't do anything to my hair except re-curl my curls.

The doorbell rings and Maya squeals. She beats her mom there and answers it. Charlie walks through and engulfs her in his muscle-y arms. He smiles at me and I return it.

Then my eyes get a glimpse of the Greek God behind him. His black hair is to his chin and his bangs are strewn across his forehead in a "scene kid" way. Maya was right about his eyes. I get a familiar tingle and a seductive smile crosses my face instantly. He's dressed in a black t-shirt with a hoodie and plain dark jeans and beanie. He smiles at me and his lip ring glints in the light.

He walks over and holds out a hand. "I'm Aaron. You must be Belle."

I nod and give him a sexy look. "Yeah, hey." My eyes travel over him shamelessly before landing back on his.

I see his ocean blue eyes quickly shoot down my body and up again as a beautiful crooked smile appears on his face.

I realize we're still holding hands when Maya clears there throat.

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