RIGHT NOW - EMERY SCOTT

Chapter 4

Music was playing from the speakers out at the bonfire and there were already lots of people here who mingled and danced. Four teachers sat at a table and drank coffee a bit away from everyone.

It had become a bit dark outside and the campfire was burning.

Erica ran towards some people that was sitting around the fire.

"There you are!" I assumed it was her classmates. The people around the fire happily greeted us and asked us to join them.

"Everyone, this is Addy and Emery they are from New York Elite private school." Erica introduced us.

"Celebrity children." Said a guy with a pink loop in his hair and took a sip of his drink, I assumed it was diluted with alcohol. He probably noticed that i rolled my eyes at him because then he offered me and Addy each mug with a brown liquid.

"Coca cola and rum, taste it is nice blondie." He smiled at me and I smiled back and took a sip. It wasn't good, but he didn't need to know that, maybe another thing he would annoy me about.

My phone rang, it was Mom.

"Excuse me I need to go to the toilet." I said and got up, Addy gave me a look that said it was okay that she had to be alone for a while, she had luckily clicked very well with Erica.

I quickly walked away from the crowd with big strides, the reception was very poor so I was looking for signal by waving my phone in the air.

I backed into someone and the drink I had in my mug splashed us both.

"F**king hell!" A guy said while he tried to shake the drink off.

I put the phone down quickly in my pocket.

"I'm so so sorry!" I tried to wipe off the drink that had ended up on his shirt. He grabbed my hands.

"I think you do it worse when you rub it in." His anger disappeared and replaced with something that sounded like a laugh.

"Sorry .. again. I'm so clumsy. "I was very embarrassed, as luckily it was dark outside so the chance that he would see my tomato-red face was not that big.

I looked up at him and was met by two hazel brown eyes. They glimpsed lightly in green and glittered by the light from the fire.

"You must be from that second school? New York Private Elite something? "He asked, pulling his hand through the dark hair. His skin was brightly olive-colored and his hair black as a Spaniard.

"If you intend to make a comment about celebrity children, we are done talking here."

"No I wasn't, why are you angry?" He lowered his gaze to look into my eyes.

"Sorry, i'm not angry."

"You must stop saying sorry now em." He smiled.

"Em?" I asked, how did he know my name?

"As in emerald. You have very nice green eyes. "

A warm feeling went through in my body of his comment. Keaton never laid the mark on details of my appearance, he just called me hot or babe.

"Close, I'm Emery, not emerald." I laughed and so did he.

"My name is Kian." He stretched out his hand toward me and shook it. "Do you want to join the campfire? I was just going there. "

" Yes, I just came from there. "

He smiled at me for what felt like the hundred times in three minutes and walked beside me to the campfire.

"Where the f**k did you go? Have you already taken blondie?" Shouted the annoying guy from the campfire.

"Shut up Samuels, I'm not as desperate as you are." Kian incited back.

"So she's still available then?" He bit his lip.

"First of all, I have a name. Secondly, I stand here and hear what you say. "I said to Samuels or whatever his name was.

Samuels or what he was now called blinked at me. "I like my blondes cocky."

I ignored him and sat next to Addy, she first looked at me and then at the sexy Spaniard.

Kian sat in front of me next to Anisha.

"Can't we continue the party in someone's room, I don't like the teachers watching over us like this." Samuels said and got up. "We can be in my room, I sacrifice myself." He swept the last of his drink out of his mug and clenched it.

"We don't have to go Addy if you don't want to." I whispered low to her.

"No, they are sooo nice, we can only be there for an hour?" Addy slid a bit on the voice and I just think that I experienced a drunk Addelyn Rose. Uncle Landon and my parents would freak out if they saw Addy in this state. My parents had seen me drunk once before and I had to have a long conversation with dad afterwards about how poor self-control you get from alcohol. But my dad probably has trouble seeing that I am not a copy of a young Hardin Scott.