Soulmates

Chapter 2

After ten minutes we arrived at the club and I saw a hell of a lot of people outside waiting to get in. Brooke gave me a weird look when I stood with my mouth and eyes wide open.

"How we supposed to get in there!?" I shouted over the music.

She just rolled her eyes at me and walked straight towards the doors, her heels clicking on the way. The security guard took a quick look at her and let us in.

First thing I noticed when I got in was that the air in the club was too stuffy, it was literally begging for fresh air in there. The dance floor was full of people dancing - or should I say grinding really close on each other.

Brooke took my hand and dragged me through all those people to the bar to order us some drinks.

"I only want some water for now," I said.

She just gave me an amused look and ordered two 'Sex on the Beach's'. I rolled my eyes as she handed me my glass with the red liquid. I carefully nipped on my straw and the feeling it gave me was indescribable. I felt the familiar rush of adrenaline pump through my veins and it relaxed me a bit, I almost forgot about Nate. Almost.

Brooke had already spotted some guy in the crowd and started to dance slowly in the guy's direction.

He had cute short hair and danced like nobody was watching. While looking at him, I had to smile. Looking at the boy made me start to swaying my legs to the beat, and eventually my whole body joined in. I took one last sip, draining my drink and finally stepped on the dancefloor and began to move my body to the music. It felt amazing. There was a slight scent of sweat and excitement in the air. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the nearness to the strangers bodies.

I opened my eyes for a short moment and saw a tall, lean guy standing in a corner and watching me and smirking which showed his two dimples.

I stopped dancing. Why was this guy staring at me? Was he some kinda creep?

He was tall and had a mess of brown curls on top of his head but they suit him. I have to admit, he looks quite sexy the way he stands leaning against the wall without a care in the world.

He noticed that I was staring at him and I knew he was laughing at me the way he squinted his eyes and his body shook ever so lightly. I also know I was blushing, bad. I turned away from him, not wanting to embarrass myself any more.

He looked cute with his dimples that showed when he laughed or smiled but he had too many tattoos. He was probably one of those hot looking boys who hates girls like me who aren't exactly models. He's Brooke's type of guy. Thinking of Brooke, where was she? I searched the bar looking for a pair of familiar brown eyes and brunette hair. Instead of her I found one pair of well-known hazel eyes. Nate