12. It Was You All Along

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A/N: Imma just warn you, this chapter is a bit dirty. ;)

Party on a school night.. Whoop!

Song: Chains - Nick Jonas

I'm almost done getting ready.

I'm wearing a short, white dress with a black sleeveless jacket and some black heels.

My hair is flowing down my back in loose curls.

Yeah. Curly is my new fave trend apparently.

I match it all with a black branded clutch from Guess.

I had one goal tonight. To get as much info to bring Beth and Lucas down as I could. Ever since that party, I've suspected Bethany definitely had something to do with my dilemma.

I was going to get my answers today.

I heard a motorbike engine in my driveway and I knew exactly who it was.

He honestly didn't expect me to ride on that thing, did he?

Aiden actually cleaned up quite well. He wore a navy blue button down shirt and some black jeans. I noticed he always had a ring around his neck.

Must be special.

"You're late." I say, making my way out the front door.

'"And a hello to you too!" He said. "It's only 5:03."

"And I said 5!!" I yelled back. Guess Bethany's punctuality rubbed off on me.

"You're kidding right?" Aiden laughed.

"No. But we don't have time for that. Let's go." I start to walk towards Blaire but Aiden doesn't follow me.

"Umm, aren't you coming?" I ask.

"We're not riding in that." He signals his hands towards Blaire.

"Why not!"

"Cuz I said so new girl." He chuckled. "Oh come on, doesn't the bike excite you even a little?"

"Nope. I don't wanna mess up my hair and dress." I fold my arms.

"Of course not." He rolls his eyes.

"Look. I'm just saying, we are going to a populars party. The least we can do is meet their standards." I defend myself.

"We don't have to."

"Yes. We do. If we wanna fit in." I respond.

"But do we really?" He says. I swear I'm gonna explode.

"Yes.. We do! We want to blend in and not attract any attention. So please Aiden, please bear with me!" I put my hands together to add more effect to my words.

"Fine!" He groans. "But I'm driving." And after that he just gets into the drivers seat and I'm stuck in the passenger's.

Boys.

"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" He asks as he drives wrecklessly on the road.

"Gosh! Would you slow down! You're gonna kill us both!" I say, clinging to my seat.

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