Midnights Roses

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Evangeline ^

Horny teenage girl? Evangeline couldn't believe the words that had slipped past his lips, 3 days later and Evangeline has been staring up at her plain white ceiling trying to process what that stupid old man called her.

"Evangeline get your ass out here, your guest is here."

Evangeline groans, yanking her covers off her she was tired and all she wanted to do was stay home and sleep.

She leaves her room to the kitchen meeting a familiar pair of hazel eyes that belongs to Stevenson. He stood their proud with his hands tucked into his khaki pants and a fitted white polo shirt paired with vans.

"Hey Evangeline, how are you?" Stevenson awkwardly asks, scratching the back of his head.

"Fine." Evangeline dryly responds not bothering to ask him back.

"Don't be rude Evan." Her mother warns pinching her arm making her yelp.

"I'm kidding."

"Remember when you said you would hang out with Stevenson today."

"No." Evangeline murmurs but, quickly changes her answer when her mother eyes darken.

"I hope you two enjoy yourself and it was nice seeing you again Stevenson I hope you and Eva have fun." Her mom rushes out pushing them both out the door.

Evangeline purses her lip and folds her hands against her chest. She didn't understand why her mother wanted her to hang out with the annoying guy so bad. Evangeline and Stevenson both look at each other awkwardly, she watches him scratch the back of his head looking like he was debating with himself.

She noticed that he likes to scratch his head a lot when he's put in uncomfortable situation.

"You want to go to the beach." Stevenson blurts out, breaking the awkward silence.

Evangeline raise an brow "No thanks I've had enough of beaches."

"Right..."He trailed off.

"The mall then?"

Her face scrunches in distaste, their was no way in hell she was going to a place filled with people like her. It just wasn't Evangeline cup of tea if she should say.

"I guess not then, should we go somewhere more fascinating like a secret club." Stevenson suggest, catching her attention.

"Secret club?" She repeats.

"Theirs a place called Cold Night Circle which is in downtown, where anybody who's a somebody gets into.Well If you at least look the part, if you know what I mean."

"What do you mean look the part?"

"I mean you need to look the part to get in, its like a test that you need to pass through the front gates. I personally have not gotten in which is surpursing right?"

Evangeline let her eyes fall on Stevenson poor choice of clothing thinking; not really. Stevenson dresses like another stuck up rich white boy who flaunts the amount of money he has. Evangeline stopped listen to Stevenson blabber way long time ago, he lost her interest .

"Evan?" Stevenson hand waves in her face.

"Sorry what?"

"I asked if you wanted to go with me tonight? I-if you don't want to go that fine bu-"

"I'll go." Evangeline cuts in wanting him to shut up already.

Stevenson eyes lit up with glee and he clapped his hands in delight "Great."