Who I really am

Chaper two - Clubbing

Clubbing

"I can't find anything colorful in your closet Iz!" Jane said while she messed Iz' whole closet up. "How am I supposed to borrow something nice for the party!" Jane is the best friend of Isabelle. She is 16 years, just a few months older than Iz, and she has blond, straight hair she is a lot smaller than Iz, who is 190 meters, and loves colors just a bit too much. "Than you shouldn't forget you bags next time." Iz giggled. They were about to go to a party in The Devils Handbag, a club with not the best reputation in town. "You look fine the way you are now, lets go already!" Iz walked to the kitchen to look in the fridge even she wasn't hungry. "Okay I'm ready." Jane walked into the kitchen with a black top of Iz on and her own mini skirt. "I see you found something? Can we go now please?" Jane nodded.

Isabelle parked her black Jeep a few blocks away from The Devils Handbag. It started to rain on their way to the club so they decided to get some food at the drive trough of McDonald's and eat in the car while waiting for the rain to stop. A couple of minutes, maybe half an hour, later they were dancing on the dance floor. Normally Iz didn't like clubbing but Jane nagged on and on that she had to come to check out the new band. Although she might be here just for the singer of the band. While Jane was enjoying the band, Iz walked over to the bar and then she saw him standing behind the bar. It was a guy from her English class, Scott. He was a tall guy with short, blond hair and baby blue eyes. Whenever Iz saw him, her heart skipped a beat. It annoyed her that he did that to her. Scott was looking at her, you better call it checking her out. Iz was a true beauty, she had black hair with a curl in it, eyes as dark as the night, and as Jane says, she had killer legs. Isabelle didn't like it cause because of her looks the most guys would just wanna hook her up cause she's 'hot'. "Two cherry cokes, please." She had to scream because of the music. "Hey, I didn't think you were the clubbing type, wrong guess I think?" He said. "No I don't like clubbing, too much people in one place!" Iz giggled. Scot smiled with his amazing blue eyes. "Wanna get out of here?" he asked. "Yes please!" Scott walked over to someone and then he grabbed her arm en took her outside.

It was cold and foggy outside. Iz liked it that way. It has something mystical. They walked in silence for a while. Scott looked over at Iz and she saw that he a blush on his face. When ever Scott looked right in her eyes she thought she knew him even before she saw him for the first time in her class. As if he was there her whole life. "So why are you at the most crowded club in the city if you don't like people?" Scott broke the silence. "My friend nagged about the new band and that I had to come with her." Iz almost tripped over a lose tile. They giggled as they continue. "Friends can be an pain in the ass." "Yeah well I love her and wouldn't trade her for the world." Scott looked at her. "Well that's a strong promise." Iz looked away. "How is Vee?" Iz looked up again with a frown on her face that said 'what do you mean?' Scott made the same face and Iz just shook it off. "I should go back inside before Jane gets worried."

Jane walked straight to Iz when she saw her. "What the hell Iz where did you go!?" Iz mumbled a sorry and followed her friend to the garderobe. "Enjoyed the band?" Iz asked to break the awkward silence. "Are you kidding me!? They're the worst but Tyler is just amazing, he should quit the band and go solo. His voice is like an angel!" Iz smiled as Jane went on about Tyler, the singer of the band.

When Iz got home she went straight to her bedroom. She had trouble to keep her eyes open. As soon as she crushed in bed she went off to dreamland. She was outside again. The wetter was cold and foggy. Scott walked beside her. "You know,Iz, you're different than others you know that? Your parents aren't human. They are legends. You're dad is the last one on earth until they send others to earth. Lets pray that will never happen." Before Iz could ask what the hell he was talking about she woke up. It was a dream, just a dream. But it felt so real. Then the word 'Nephilim' popped in to her head. It meant nothing to her.