Caught in the Flame

Chapter One

"Do I have to?" I question my mother, who was now very much getting on my nerves.

"Yes it would be nice, you're going to love it," Mom replied with her brown eyes still on the road. She's trying to persuade me to come to her work's end of summer party. My name is Taylor Hale, Im currently age 16, I have curly  brown hair, tan skin, and a mom who drives me crazy all the time even though I know I couldnt live without her.

"I have plans with Chase on Saturday," I countered just as we pull into the driveway.

Hopping out of the passengers side of the medium sized suv, I angrily stomp up the stairs, but stop short when my moms voice cuts through the air.

"So bring him along" she says as if its the most casual thing shes said all day. I about jumped out of my pants and fell down the steps when she said that. She's usually up-tight about boys, but Chase is even more shocking. Ever since he punched a big hole in the TV, long story, she couldnt stand him being anywhere near our house.

'Yes, and I mean it. I think I can forgive him for that." she says, " as long as he doesn't do anything else stupid."

"Thanks mom," I give her a warm hug and sprint to my room with the bags of clothes I just bought at the mall.

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" Hello?' I heard a deep voice pick up on the other end of the line.

"Hi" I happily greet him "What did you do today?"

"You know the usual, drank some beer, found myself at a strip club, What about you?

"Chase," I exclaim by shouting into the phone.

"Hey you asked," was his reply, but I knew he was only kidding.

"Haha okay, whatever, and I wanted to know if you could come to my mom's end of summer party Saturday?" I ask him in a curious tone.

"Sure but there better be alchohol, or I'm out"

"Oh shut up," I playfully say and hang up the phone. I'm lying in my bed and thoughts start swarming my brain. Chase Baker, hes been my best friend for three years already. That adorable blonde hair and ice blue eyes match perfectly. His abs and biceps work nicely with all of his features put together. It makes me wonder why all the girls dont just line up waiting to hook-up with him. Chase is sweet and nice with a great sense of humor. Who wouldnt find that attractive?

I decide to take a much needed shower. I grab my towel, pink and white polka dot bra and underwear, and old t-shirt and make my way to the bathroom. Once complete I fall into bed for the night, and go to sleep quicker than I expected.

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Rolling over onto my side I set into realization that its monday. I check my phone only to see two new messages. The first one says, 'Hey lets hang out today" and its Chase. The other one was just my mom reminding me to do some stupid chores I dont want to do.

Its a good reach from my cozy purple bedsheets to my wooden desk, and upon texting chase back I literally fall onto the cold hardwood floor. I lay there for a second staring at my dresser's clock until I was awake enough for the number to make sense. 9:00, I still have some time.

Pulling out my flat iron and plugging it in, I move to get dressed. First I pull on my white dress that goes just above the knee and buckle its little brown belt. Next I strap on my white sandals, which are extremely adorable. I straighten my hair and do my makeup and by the time I'm done with everything its 11:00. I clutch my black iphone in my hands and head out to Chase whose waiting for me.