Just Your Average One Night Stand ***COMPLETED & UNDER MAJOR EDITING***

Chapter Two

I know the chapter before was boring, sorry about that. It's my first story, I'm trying my best...

Here's the next chap.

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Chapter Two

I walked through the door, dropping my school bag on the couch. "Mom, I finished my homework during class. I'm going to change and go to the Elements." I said letting her know before I'm out the door and she have an issue...you know, mom things?

"Okay honey, don't forget to ask Michael about joining you for a partnership," She said hugging me and kissing my head. "If you need me, I'll be at the pack house."

"Alright, love you," I ran up the stairs as she said it back. I went into my room and raid my clothes for something to wear.

A leather mini skirt? No.

A green dress? No.

I ended up picking a black fitted tank top that came to stop about an inch under my breasts, jean short shorts, but not short enough to look like a whore(if that was even possible), and black and white converses. I hopped in the shower and scrubbed with cherry scented body wash.

I got out drying off and slipped into my black lacy undies. I put on my clothes. I straighten my wavy hair, then added a thick coating of eyeliner doing a cat eye. I put on dark red lipstick. Grabbing my leather jacket, I ran downstairs. "Looking good," A pack member named Louis smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"Do you mind, I don't like when people eye-rape me..." I shook my head at him.

"I don't mind," He winked at me. I rolled my eyes again and walked to my car. I started the car and decide that I'd stop at Sam's to pick her up first because she was the closest. It was a short drive, I parked in front of her house and honked the horn. I saw Sam's bright red head of flames running my way.

She hopped in the passenger seat, grinning, "Hey hun."

"Hey lil' red," I took in her outfit in short-glances as I pulled off. She was wearing a black fitted tee with the words "Bite Me" on across the breasts, a black skin tight jean skirt, and leather ankle boots. Her forest green eyes had the smokey look from her eyeliner. Her red hair was curled to perfection. Her outfit complimented her olive-toned skin. "You look hot," I winked at her.

"You look hotter, what's the occasion?" She raised her eyebrows.

I hit the horn twice as I pulled in front of Zayn's house, "A night of bar-tending, as always."

"Something good is definitely going to happen tonight... I can feel it," I smiled softly at her comment. I took a minute to try to feel the aura she was. All I could feel was suspense, the prospect of something happening. Could be good...or bad. I didn't know. "I can feel something as well," was all I said.

"Maybe one of us will find our mate," Sam sighed with hope. Not me...I can't get that happiness anymore....

Zayn leaned into my window, laughing her statement. "As if... I like my life of bachelorhood," he winked at us.